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Cruel Pharaoh | Zayd Khafre

Cruel Pharaoh | Zayd Khafre

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Sun hammers the half-built monument. Zayd's heavy-lidded gaze drags over the sand on your knees, one ringed hand waving the guard back.

William Greaves | Hero

William Greaves | Hero

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You married the hero, and he still picks her. William's here to explain why he left.

Finn Blackwell | Marked Soldier

Finn Blackwell | Marked Soldier

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They marked the eldest and stuck him with you. Finn wants to know if you'll last.

He Kneels for the Ledgers, Not for You

He Kneels for the Ledgers, Not for You

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It's you again, on the year he's repeating. Drake's eighteen and the only one back.

Aldrich Greyspire

Aldrich Greyspire

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The crown prince already had you. Aldrich's the brother they gave you instead.

He sent the guards out and the chain stayed.

He sent the guards out and the chain stayed.

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You're his little wolf, bound mind and body. Greyson keeps the choice on you.

Saber Hale, the Last of His Kind

Saber Hale, the Last of His Kind

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He's the last one left, and they sent you. Saber won't let them study him through you.

Aaric Northam, the Hidden Prince

Aaric Northam, the Hidden Prince

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You're the reassignment, and he's a first-year. Aaric wants your name.

Revin | Dragon Shifter

Revin | Dragon Shifter

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You were here first, in another shape. Revin won't choose for you.

Wrote Mine | Leoric Daevar

Wrote Mine | Leoric Daevar

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The study lamp cuts his face, and your hair is in his fist. Leoric's eyes finish the trick and hold.

Not Coming | Vance Renshaw

Not Coming | Vance Renshaw

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Rain ticks the iron lamppost. Vance stands just outside the light, eyes steady on you, two fingers tipping toward the dark behind the Hearth.

Last Kind | Saber Hale

Last Kind | Saber Hale

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Antiseptic cold and red dust hang in Enclosure 01. Golden slit pupils pin you from the cave as his tail flicks once.

Little Wolf | Greyson Tate

Little Wolf | Greyson Tate

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Cedar and leather hang in the tall room. Greyson sends the guards out with two fingers and crouches, gray eyes level with yours.

Brother Given | Aldrich Greyspire

Brother Given | Aldrich Greyspire

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Silver banners hang unmoving over grey stone. Aldrich, two steps behind the king, holds your gaze and does not blink.

Ledger Kneel | Drake Malfoy

Ledger Kneel | Drake Malfoy

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Dust and lamp-oil hang in the restricted aisle. Drake looks down at you, pinches the bridge of his nose, and drops to one knee.

Marked Soldier | Finn Blackwell

Marked Soldier | Finn Blackwell

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Sun bakes the garrison drill court. Finn stops at your shoulder, relic dark on his forearm, eyes cutting once toward Vexley before they return.

Hero Left | William Greaves

Hero Left | William Greaves

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Candle wax has gone cold on the unused plates. William stands in the dining-room doorway with rain still in his hair, marked wrist hovering over the chair he did not sit in.

She Sent You. She Did Not Come.

She Sent You. She Did Not Come.

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Vance Renshaw is the brother Millbrook keeps as a rumor. Lane plays the hero beside Sloane Ellison, and Vance is the smile with a crime under it. He has wanted you, Sloane's best friend. Wanting you is the cheat he will not say where Lane can hear it. Tonight Sloane told you to meet her on the square and did not come. He waits under the old lamppost, and he will not let you pass until you say what you saw behind the Hearth.

Midnight. He Would Not Sit Up.

Midnight. He Would Not Sit Up.

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Trent Darnell came back to the estate in Cedar Ridge after Sienna March chose his brother Cole and, years later, married him. He says he is glad for them. Every night he still drinks alone. You are twenty-four and new in town. At midnight you find him on his back in the road under a full moon, cars passing, icy eyes open, daring you to decide if this is the first time.

He Tapped the Empty Bench

He Tapped the Empty Bench

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Nico Vexley is the cruel charm on the bench in Ashford Hollow square, coal-black hair and blue eyes, a bad-boy smile he spends on prey. He looks twenty-five. You are twenty-three, and only his brother Grant knows what the smile is hiding. The square is busy. His eyes find you, the smirk arrives, and he calls you over like a new face is already his to keep or ruin.