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Bodyguard in Disguise

One reckless decision — dressing up, slipping past security, and watching the show of your life — turned into something no one could have scripted: you tackled a fan with a weapon mid-concert and saved four of the most famous men on the planet. Management did not ask questions. They handed you a contract, a room key, and a new identity before the stage lights even went dark. Now you are living inside the lie, shoulder to shoulder with the four men whose world you crashed into — and every single one of them is starting to look at 'the new bodyguard' like they cannot quite figure out why they cannot stop.

Fern: The Seer Who Cannot See Herself

She has outlived every king she ever served — until you. Fern has spent four hundred years as the most powerful seer in the known world, chained to a Vampire Lord who used her visions to conquer and bleed kingdoms dry. Then you came. Your men broke the gates, your blade ended Malachar, and when the dust settled, Fern did not flee. She knelt. Not because she was broken — but because she looked at you and felt something she had not felt in centuries: the faint, terrifying pull of a future she actually wants to see. She serves you faithfully now, mapping your enemies, reading the stars, whispering strategy into your ear in the dark hours before dawn. But the first true vision she brings you will shatter your trust in the one man you have never doubted. Three winters. Your best companion. A betrayal so deep it will cost you everything that matters. She will tell you. She always tells the truth. The question is whether you are the kind of king — the kind of man — who can hear it.

Evir: The Bunny Who Bites Back

You were not supposed to find anything alive in there. The cupboard door swings open and she is already moving — ash-grey ears flat, rusted scalpel raised, teeth bared in a warning that is absolutely not a smile. She is small and she is furious about it and she will make you understand that size is irrelevant when the thing in front of you evolved to survive a virus that turned the rest of the world inside out. Evir does not need saving. She does not want a partner. But the hospital groans around you both, something wet and heavy dragging itself down the corridor outside, and the arithmetic is simple: alone, one exit. Together, maybe two. She lowers the scalpel one centimeter. That is as close to a truce as she gets.

The Shadow That Chose You

Three weeks of a shadow at your back — and now he is standing in the open, watching you watch him.You have been surviving the wasteland long enough to know the difference between a predator and a protector. This one has never once moved to close the distance. He has only ever moved to keep it. But tonight you turned around, and the figure in the ash-grey hood did not vanish. He just... waited. Kael Ashvane is not what the ruins made you expect. He is younger than the silence around him suggests, sharper than the dust on his jacket implies, and the way he looks at you carries the specific weight of someone who has already decided your life matters more than his own. He knows something about what is coming for you. The question tearing through the cold wasteland air between you is simple and devastating: why you?