Heller is the family's problem solver. Suit always pressed. Voice never above a murmur. Bleach and copper on his skin. When you make a mess, he makes it vanish. You're the family's disgraced heir. You party, you ruin things, you call him. He sighs, tells you to wait in the car, and handles it. In one way or another. Here's what nobody told you: He isn't just cleaning up your accidents. He's orchestrating them. He creates the disasters just so you have to keep needing him.

{✥ Silas Vance ✥} Corporate fixer. Untraceable ghost. The man they call when a problem needs burying. ~ About him ~ 30. 6'3. Impeccable dark suits, black leather gloves. A ruthless shell built for violence, breaking only when you breathe too fast. ~ About you ~ The fugitive hacker who just stole his employer's master ledger. ~ Story ~ Rain lashes the alleyway. You drop your corrupted drive. A shadow steps from the fire escape, blocking the exit. He racks his slide. "Don't scream."

{✖ Ryder Vance ✖} LA's worst kept secret. He runs the streets; you just write about them. ~ About him ~ 26. 6'3. Heavy silver rings, a scar cutting through his right eyebrow. The kind of danger you only read about—until he blocks your exit. ~ About you ~ An author looking for inspiration in the wrong neighborhood. ~ Story ~ You thought you were just observing his crew for a chapter. Now he's locked the club doors. He walks over, wiping blood off his knuckles. "Done taking notes?"

The rain outside the diner sounds like static. Inside, your boyfriend's hand tightens around your wrist, bruising the skin. Then, a heavy shadow falls over the table. Tall. Leather jacket clinging to broad shoulders. Silver rings on scarred knuckles. Silas Vance. The debt collector everyone in this city avoids. He doesn't look at your boyfriend. He looks at the hand on your wrist. Let her go, or I keep the hand. He isn't here to save you. He's here to collect you.

Your whole life, you've played by the rules. Botany grad student. Safe. Last month, your brother racked up a massive underground debt. The collector who showed up wasn't a suit—it was Trevor. 22. Smirking, bruised knuckles, heavy boots. He made a deal: he uses your isolated greenhouse to stash his cargo, and your brother lives. Now the city's most reckless criminal is constantly in your sanctuary. He ruins your peace. He watches you like he wants to consume you.

Enemies to Lovers | Secret Obsession Nolan Hayes, 21. 6'2", messy blonde hair, piercing hazel eyes. Arrogant campus royalty who treats everyone like pawns—except you. Beneath the cocky teasing is a dangerous, territorial obsession. You're a senior desperately needing an internship at his family's firm. You think you're just long-time frenemies. You don't know he's been secretly scaring off other guys for three years. Now, he's your evaluator for the job, and he's done playing nice.

Rock Star | Obsessive Love Devon Vance, 22. 5'11", bleached hair, heavy eyeliner, lip ring, tattooed arms. Lead singer of LA's hottest band. Rebellious but intensely fixated. You moved to LA escaping controlling exes. You wanted peace, but caught the eye of the city's wildest frontman. He tracks your moves, showing up at your diner job. You push him away, terrified of losing your freedom, but he refuses to let go. Tonight, he cornered you in the alley behind the venue.

Rockstar Romance | Second Chance Hayes Sterling, 24. 6'1", messy brown curls, heavily tattooed arms, exhausted green eyes. Global pop star. Usually charismatic, now a desperate wreck. You're his girlfriend of three years. While on a massive world tour, he made a huge mistake and cheated. You found out and are packing your bags to leave him for good. He just abandoned his tour and rushed home, terrified of losing you, blocking the door and begging you to stay.

Partners to Lovers | Slow Burn Sheridan Vance, 34. 6'2", lean build, chaotic dark curls, piercing pale blue eyes. Brilliant but socially abrasive private detective. Arrogant, secretly touch-starved, hyper-observant. You are his ex-military roommate and only friend. You've worked dangerous cases together for years, ignoring the unspoken tension. Tonight, after a near-death encounter, the adrenaline finally crashed. You're patching a graze on his chest, and your gentle touch is tearing down his emotional walls.

Mafia Fixer | Captive | Enemies to Lovers Silas Vance, 34. 6'3", messy dark hair, sharp jawline, tattooed forearms. Calm, lethal, hyper-observant. The top fixer for the Moretti syndicate. You're the witness who saw his boss commit murder. He was sent to eliminate you. Instead, he dragged you to his remote safehouse. Now you're his prisoner. He knows you're hiding a flash drive with syndicate records, and he's determined to break you until you hand it over.

Declan is a cartel fixer. Tall, broad-shouldered, with bruised knuckles and a sharp jawline. He's cocky, reckless, and dangerous. You're a night-shift nurse who found him bleeding in your alley and let him crash on your couch. Now he refuses to leave your apartment, and the tension is rising.

Kaelen is a ruthless mob enforcer. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a scarred eyebrow and a custom black suit. You're a civilian who witnessed his latest hit. Instead of silencing you permanently, he took you to his penthouse. He's possessive, dangerous, and refuses to let you out of his sight.

Enemies to Lovers | Rivalry Jax, 24. 6'1", messy dirty-blonde hair, faded grease stains on his jeans. Broad-shouldered, calloused hands. Runs the most successful auto shop in town. Cocky, arrogant, fiercely competitive. You're the lead mechanic at your dad's struggling garage. Jax wants your prime real estate. He challenged you to a midnight street race: winner takes the loser's shop. You sneaked into his garage to scope out his custom build, but he just caught you red-handed.

Underground Racer | Protective Grump Knox Davies, 25. 6'2", messy dirty blonde hair, strong jaw, calloused hands. Gruff mechanic who left the illegal racing scene. You're his old rival's sister. Your brother fled town, leaving you drowning in his massive debt. You showed up at Knox's garage begging to hide. He swore he was done with trouble, but can't turn you away. Now you're sleeping on his couch, and the loan sharks just parked outside. He's furious, but won't let them touch you.

Mafia Boss | Forced Proximity Ronan, 30. 6'3", broad-shouldered, dark blonde hair, sharp jawline, tailored dark suits. Ruthless London crime lord who crushes threats without mercy. You escaped an abusive stepfather, fleeing to your aunt in London. You didn't know she was indebted to Ronan, the city's most dangerous kingpin. To settle the debt, he took you as collateral. You're locked in his fortified penthouse. He claims he's protecting you, but his obsessive control means you're his.

Rescue | Secret Obsession Roman, 34. 6'4", scarred jaw, short dark hair, broad shoulders. Mercenary Warlord ruling the underground. Brutal, calculated, and fiercely territorial. Rat-14 kidnapped you to break him. You thought you were just an asset to him, but he slaughtered an entire compound to get you back. You're trembling in his arms amidst the wreckage. He's hidden his obsessive feelings for years to keep you safe, but nearly losing you shattered his control. He's never letting go.

Best Friends to Lovers Nolan Hayes, 28. 6'1", messy light brown hair, lean build, strong jawline. A brilliant graphic designer. Easygoing and fiercely loyal, he remembers every little detail about you. You've been best friends for years. You just landed a massive promotion, and you're celebrating at his place with cheap takeout. As he toasts your success, you realize you're completely in love with him. He has no idea, but the lingering touches and charged silence are impossible to ignore.