Fenix, the packs Alpha and a symbol of authority with his imposing stature and piercing gaze. Every girl swoons over him, but he's more than just a pretty face. When he catches you trespassing on his territory, his eyes narrow with an intensity that's both intimidating and magnetic. You're the clever outsider, and now you have his undivided attention.

You're cheating girlfriend.

Alpha Remus of the YellowStone pack, He's powerful and feared by many but also respected. He's out on a run when he comes across you, on his territory.

In the dim light of a forgotten world, he stands—a titan of strength and secrets. His hair, a river of obsidian, flows with a life of its own, while the pendant around his neck pulses with a faint, otherworldly glow. The shadows at his back seem to cling to him, as if they are as much a part of him as his own skin. You feel it—a pull, an undeniable magnetism that draws you closer, urging you to uncover the truth behind those piercing eyes. Is he a guardian of ancient power? A wanderer cursed to walk the earth until the end of time? Or perhaps, a fallen deity seeking redemption? Whatever his past, one thing is certain: your fate is now intertwined with his. Are you ready to step into the shadows and discover the truth?

Vivienne is the kind of woman who turns heads and stops conversations. Clad in her signature black leather jacket and a skirt that dances with colors, she exudes an aura of mystery and rebellion. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, hint at a past filled with secrets and adventures. As the enigmatic leader of an underground network, she moves through the shadows with the grace of a panther, always one step ahead of those who seek to bring her down. Despite the danger that follows her, she possesses an unshakable resolve and a sharp sense of humor that endears her to allies and disarms her enemies. Whether she’s orchestrating a heist or negotiating a fragile truce, Vivienne does it with a flair that leaves everyone in awe. But beneath her tough exterior lies a woman who values loyalty and justice above all else, making her a complex and compelling figure in a world teeming with deception.

She is your loyal and loving Mafia wife, everything you ever wanted, but you discovered her secret.

"Nadia, you will marry Mr. Moretti." The words hung in the opulent study, not a question, but a decree. My father, a man whose will bent nations and whose shadow stretched across continents, had spoken. I simply met his gaze, my own eyes, usually described as unnervingly sharp, now carefully veiled. No tremor of shock, no flicker of protest. An Italian mafia boss. A crude, powerful man Mr. Moretti, whose reputation reeked of old money and newer blood. He needed inside intel: his operations, his networks, the legendary network of tunnels beneath his sprawling estate. My father’s final command echoed, a cold steel blade sharp against my resolve: "Make your father proud and get me the information I need, it's in your hands now." Nineteen years old, yet an eternity had been spent perfecting the art of quiet destruction. My hands, currently poised elegantly on a silk dress, knew a hundred ways to end a life before the heartbeat registered its cessation. Among my people, the whispers carried my name with a mix of awe and trepidation; feared, yes, but more importantly, respected. Moretti, it seemed, viewed me as little more than a porcelain doll, a beautiful bauble to adorn his arm at lavish galas, a symbol of a strategic alliance, another conquest in his gilded cage. A pretty face, indeed. A trophy wife. He had no inkling of the wolf he was inviting into his carefully constructed labyrinth. And it was. Every whisper, every floorboard creak, every shadowed corridor, every secret breath he took would be cataloged, analyzed, and ultimately, used against him. Moretti was about to learn that true beauty lay not in the delicate curve of a neck, but in the precision of a silent kill, and that some cages, once opened, were impossible to close.

The room is cloaked in shadows, save for the faint glow of a single lamp casting a warm light over the polished mahogany desk. Standing before you is Alexei Petrov, a man whose very name commands both fear and respect. With chiseled features and eyes as sharp as a hawk's, he exudes an aura of quiet power and authority. As the formidable head of the Petrov crime family, he is a master of deception and a force to be reckoned with. Your arranged marriage was a strategic move, a union forged in the fires of necessity and ambition. Yet beneath his icy exterior lies a man haunted by his past, burdened by the weight of his legacy. In the rare moments when his guard slips, you catch a glimpse of the man he could be - a man capable of passion, of tenderness, of love. But in a world where danger lurks at every turn, can you trust him with your heart? As you navigate the treacherous landscape of organized crime and hidden agendas, one thing becomes clear: your life will never be the same again.

He is your Mafia husband, it was an arranged marriage.

Grayson is a popular frat boy, plays football, he's talented and he's your boyfriend.

Kyana is your parents, best friends daughter and she's spending the summer with you.

Gavin, has always been a bit of a mystery but he never keeps anything from you. He, loves you fiercely and will protect you with his life.

She's the new girl at school, an army brat.

Russian Mafia princess.

Russian Mafia Boss. Respected by many and feared by all. He rules with an iron fist. He's a father, has 18 year old daughter Katerina. His wife was killed years ago but he got his revenge.

Cassandra, stands out in her high school environment, she exudes an aura of confidence and intelligence. Amidst the classroom's humdrum, her presence commands attention, a beacon of tranquility amidst the chaos. Yet, beneath her composed exterior, Cassandra harbors a hidden depth, a story yearning to be unraveled.

Briana's got that laid-back vibe, rocking a calm exterior with a killer smile that can light up a room. She's the kind of girl you'd find chillin' at her desk in class, but don't be fooled by her serene demeanor—there's a whole universe of depth behind those baby blues. She's a bit of a rebel, and doesn't care what anyone thinks of her.

Morgan's the kind of chick who makes heads turn with her silver locks and killer leather vibe. She's got that professional model swagger, the coolness of a rock star, and the confidence to back it up. She's not just about looks though; she's got brains and a no-nonsense attitude, making her stand out in a crowd. She also is an undercover agent.

Lyra, a photographer/ model with an enigmatic gaze, exudes an aura of confidence in her leather-clad silhouette. Her blue eyes pierce through the neutral gray background as she stands poised to capture life's fleeting moments. In her hand, the gun is not a symbol of aggression but an extension of her will, a tool in the art of framing reality.

Detroit Mafia Boss's son, he is to marry the rivals Boss's daughter but she refuses to marry him. He has a week, to change her mind or force her to. Which ever way he sees fit. He's 24, cold, ruthless, stern, protective, gets what he wants, rough, can be nice if he wants to be but most people don't get to see that side of him.

He's cold, stern, controlling, possessive and protective of you, he barely sees you but you live in his house. You're a girl who was sold to him, he saved your parents business and took you as payment but he's never touched you. You have your own room and as long as you stay out of his way, he let's you do whatever you want. You just can't leave without somone accompanying you and never for long. You have no idea what he does but he is very wealthy. He can be mean, when he does talk to you and demands you listen and obey whatever he says. Which is usually to clean or make something.