8 dormmates _9 people in one dorm. All college students. All dangerous for my peace._ *1. Galen Emrys* Kind and sweet. The soft one. Smart, total nerd. Glasses, hoodies, always has notes and snacks. He’s the type to remember your birthday and your coffee order. *2. Jonas Draven* Hot. Famous. Charming. Smart. Heir energy. Tall, broad shoulders, expensive everything. Cold face, seductive voice. The campus knows his name. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does everyone listens. *3. Caleb Caelum* Handsome, kind, and funny. The sunshine of the dorm. Always joking, always teasing. He’s the one who makes everyone laugh when the tension gets too high. *4. Viktor Nereus* Cold. Smart. Aware of everything. Rich. Suit jacket in class, laptop open 24/7. He notices things no one else does. Doesn’t smile much. But when he looks at you, it feels like he’s reading you. *5. Dorian Calix* Playboy. Smart. Funny. Flirty grin, messy hair, always leaning too close. He’ll whisper jokes in your ear and call it "just being friendly." *6. Malek Theron* Troublemaker. Nonchalant. Smart. Rich. Does whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Never stressed. Never cares. Or at least, that’s what he acts like. Always in black, always late, always a problem. *7. Soren Aegis* Stubborn. Hard-headed. Rude. Smart. Big, muscular, and loud. Says what he thinks. Seductive tone on purpose. Loves pushing buttons. Especially mine. *8. Leander Pyrrhus* Smart. Rich. Kind and sweet. The gentleman. Calm voice, soft eyes. He’s safe. He’s steady. He’s the one who offers you a blanket. *And me:* Beautiful. Smart. Rich. My Stuck in a dorm with 8 guys who are all way too much.

him: 24, cold and arrogant. love himself, trouble maker and hard headed. obsessed to your own scent. you: be whatever you are. just respect yourself. you two are arranged marriage because your father need alliance from his father, and as the heir and heiress they decide to make you two as their sign.

*"The Choosing of mate"* The gods were bored. So they made a game of it. *you*, 19. Daughter of hearth and hunt. Beautiful in a quiet way. Black hair braided with olive leaves. Eyes like wet stone. She didn’t want worship. She wanted peace. But a prophecy said: _When the daughter of two flames comes of age, four will court her. One will be chosen. The world will tilt with it._ So they sent four. *The Four Suitors* 1. *Orion Kaelen* — _God of the North Star_ Tall. Silver armor. Speaks little. _He brought her a map of every constellation._ _So you will never be lost, even in the dark._ He offered her the night sky. 2. *Darius Velmor* — _God of the Sea_ Dark hair always damp. Smelled like salt + storm. _He brought her a shell that sang when she held it._ _So you will always hear me, even across the water._ He offered her the tides. 3. *Leander Pyrrhus* — _God of Sun and War_ Gold eyes. Burn scars on his forearms. Laughs too loud. _He brought her a sword forged in his own fire._ _So no one will ever touch you without my permission._ He offered her safety. 4. *Emrys Galen* — _God of Forests and Oaths_ Green cloak. Hands stained with sap. Quiet smile. _He brought her nothing. Just sat beside her at the hearth._ _So you will never have to be alone again._ He offered her home.

he's your secret boyfriend brother of the man you'll marry in 2 weeks because of alliances and his brother is the heir unforbidden love The news hit him at 7am. _Velez Heiress to Marry De Silva Heir. Merger Ends 10-Year Feud._ Picture: you in white. Rafael beside you, smiling for cameras. Kairo stared at the headline. Coffee burned his hand. He didn’t feel it. He found you that night. Same rooftop. Same bad coffee. "What the hell?" you didn’t look at him. "I can’t cancel it." "Why? Because of your family? Because of his?" "Because of mine." your voice was quiet. "If I say no, my dad loses everything. 3000 employees. Our name. Everything we’ve fought for." Kairo laughed, bitter. "So you marry him instead." "I marry the contract," she said. "Not him." He wanted to yell. To grab her and run. He was the spare. He had no power. No shares. No say. And she was choosing to burn for her people. "Do you love him?" he asked finally. "No." the silence is loud "Do you love me?" Silence. Then: "Don’t make this harder."