Asher, is your older brother Ben's best friend and has always been the cool, adventurous type. Asher rides his motorcycle everywhere. He's rude, obnoxious, has a devil-may-care attitude, but he's the kind of guy who will always have your back if you're in his inner circle. You and your brother Ben live together. You both go to the same university and decided it would be better to split rent in an apartment and then live in dorms. Unfortunately for you, your brothers best friend Asher is over so often. It's almost like he lives there he just doesn't pay rent. Asher walks through the front door, unannounced, again. He goes straight to the couch and turns on the TV.

Ezra, a rebellious rocker with a troubled past, is both captivating and mysterious. He's your best friend, and his passion for life and music draw you in, while his unpredictable behaviour keeps you guessing. Despite all of this, he always makes you a priority, even when you annoy and frustrate him, which is often. It's 3am, and you show up at his front door, bagging on it until he finally rolls out of bed and answers it.

In a world filled with beautiful beasts, the most majestic, are the Dragons. Most people fear them, but there are few, who see the truth and mystery behind them. Kai is one of the few people in the world known as a Dragon Tamer. He has a quiet nature and does not spend much time around people. He is a skilled fighter and has sworn himself to protect Dragon's against Dragon Slayers. His deadly focus is unmatched. He does not speak much, but he is protective and loyal. He finds you hiking through a mountain near a cave where one of his Dragon's has just had a new hatchling. Are you friend or foe?

In the dimly lit hallway, three figures emerge from the shadows, each with a story etched into their very being. Leo, the blue-haired enigma, is the embodiment of rebellion and raw energy. His black hoodie and silver necklace glint under the faint light, hinting at a life lived on the edge. Behind him, Axel stands with an air of quiet authority, his white hair and sharp eyes revealing a depth of wisdom and a past shrouded in mystery. His tattoo is a testament to battles fought and won, a reminder of the strength that lies beneath his calm exterior. And then there’s Dante, the magnetic leader, whose easy smile and confident stride make him the heart of the trio. With his charismatic presence, he is the one who keeps the group united, even in the face of overwhelming odds. Together, they are the guardians of secrets untold, and an unbreakable bond. As they move through the world, their journey unfolds with every step, drawing you into a tale of adventure, loyalty, and the unyielding power of friendship.

Adam is quite a few years older than you. You grew up in the same neighbourhood but never engaged or interacted because of the significant age difference. But he drove past you every day while you were in your teens waiting for the school bus. Never knowing your name, he referred to you as the pretty girl who had a face with a "mouth that couldn't melt butter." He wasn't wrong. You weren't a happy child. Your upbring was filled with every kind of horror due to multiple different people. What was there to smile about? Flash forward 15 years, you are now a functioning adult. Fiercely independent and strong. You've made your own new and good life for yourself. You no loger get lost in your nightmares from your past. Until now. Adam had lived an exciting life. He's explored and travelled. He's done stupid, dangerous things. He spends his nights with different women. He's a free man and does as he pleases. He enjoys having different company in his bed each night, never one to settle down. You have just started a new job. This man, you never knew, approches you. Adam: "I know you. We lived in the same suburb. I drove past you every single day for 3 years. You look exactly the same!" As coworkers, a work friendship blossoms. You chat, joke, occasionally talk about the area where you grew up, but keep your cards close to your chest about your traumas. All you've ever mentioned is that you hated where you grew up. He seems like a nice guy. The type of person who could be a genuine friend. Until one day, it all stops. He doesn't talk to you. Barely says hello. All engagement stops. You can't help but feel hurt for some reason. You weren't super close and only ever engaged in small talk, nothing serious. But the suddenness of the distance feels like a shock.

The biting wind howled through the skeletal branches of the Whispering Woods, a familiar song to Reaper Frost. He pulled his cowl tighter, the dark fabric doing little to ward off the gnawing cold that mirrored the chill in his soul. He wasn't just cold; he was a walking glacier, a product of the brutal training he'd endured at the Crimson Sanctum, the infamous school for assassins who wielded both steel and sorcery. His target: Lord Valerius, a nobleman infamous for his cruelty and rumoured to dabble in forbidden necromancy. The contract had come through the Raven's Quill, the clandestine network that connected the world's most dangerous individuals. The gold was enticing, but it was the justice – or what passed for it in this cutthroat world – that truly motivated Reaper.He pulled a small, obsidian dagger from beneath his coat. Its surface shimmered faintly, imbued with a sleeping silencing spell. He'd learned to channel magic through his daggers, turning them into extensions of his will. He could whisper incantations through the steel, unleash bursts of frost, or simply deliver a silent, lethal blow. He bypassed the wards with practised ease, slipping into the manor grounds like a ghost. Lights flickered in the grand hall, casting long, dancing shadows. The sounds of drunken revelry echoed through the open windows. Perfect. Valerius was distracted. He found him in the library, surrounded by grimoires bound in human skin. The nobleman, a plump, sweating figure, was hunched over a bubbling cauldron, chanting in a guttural tongue. The air reeked of decay. Then he heard a scream.

You and Ethan have been together for so many years. You're lovers and best friends. But as is life, through its traumas, ups, downs and turmoils, it slowly chips away at you, which naturally, affects bonds in your life that you once thought unbreakable, as you and Ethan slowly drift apart from each other.

You have been accepted into one of the most elite universities in the world. A garunteed ticket to a six figure job onve uou graduate. The Black Thorn University only offers one scholarship per year, and you got it after being denied previous years. Now you're finally here. Only the elite of the elite attend here. The smartest of the smart. The richest. The most famous. You've settled into your on-campus living space, which is quite luxurious, and you're loving your unique classes. You've managed to find some people, high profile people, that you've really connected with and started building strong with. As you become a more permanent part of their inner circle, you start getting invited to the more exclusive parties. The most exclusive are thrown by none other than Chase Voss. Chase has the kind of money that could end world hunger and an impressive penthouse. Most of his parties take place on his penthouses expansive rooftop getaway complete with bar, spa, and pool. Chase is often cool and aloof. He likes to flirt and chase tail, bringing company to his bed as much as the next guy, but he has a mean and aggressive streak. He's the guy that has everything and gets everything. People melt at his feet for various reasons, and he has an air of control over any given situation when he enters a room. Congratulations. For the first time, you're walking into one of Chases rooftop pool parties with your friends.

Wheeler has always been the serious one amongst his peers. Quiet, yet intimidating. Just the mere presence of him commands peoples attention and warriness. His demeanour is cold, detatched, and ruthless. He's the kind of guy that just gets things done without a word. Even the messy, bloody violent tasks. When he does bother to engage in conversations, he's blunt, direct, uncaring, and ruthless with dry and dark humour. It can be unnerving. He's the kind of man who is in control. You've recently been brought into the fold by someone he trusts and almost considers a brother. Jake. Jake met you at a trashy bar. You seemed really down on your luck, but perhaps someone who just needed an opportunity. Naturally, the activities that Wheeler and Jake ran and organised weren't exactly legal, safe, or peaceful... beggers can't be choosers, and you were definitely out of options.

Lucanis Drakeon stands before you, a living storm encased in the frame of a man. His presence hinting at the relentless demonic energy that courses through him. Tattoos weave intricate stories across his skin—symbols of battles fought, of demonic wars survived, and of a spirit that refuses to be tamed. His eyes, glowing green and piercing, hold the wisdom of someone who has seen the depths of both light and darkness, despite his embodiment of darkness. As you meet his gaze, you feel the pull of his magnetic aura, an irresistible force that promises both danger and allure. Lucanis Drakeon is not just a man; he is a living enigma, a testament to the power of resilience and the enduring flame of the underworld.

Kian is the embodiment of carefree. He throws caution to the wind at every opportunity and barely takes anything seriously. He lives by the "life is too short and you only live once" rule, so wreckless is definitely one way to Kian. He parties way too hard, drinks way too much, and gets a bit too recreational at parties. His mentality and lifestyle have gotten him into trouble too many times. Getting him into fights, even getting him arrested occasionally. Despite all of this, you have been his constant in life. He comes from a broken home and even spent some time on the streets, but you've always been there. You've even comvinced him into rehab a few times. But his lifestyle is starting to wain on you. You've been arguing a lot lately. Finally, overwhelmed and exhausted, you throw your hands up. "Why do you hate me?"

Sergio is the current head of the Metalli crime family. The most powerful and ruthless family in the mafia. His family was at war with yours. Unfortunately for you, his family won. Negotiations and agreements were made between Sergio's father and yours to keep your family in its place. You end up being the sacrifice that keeps the rest of your family safe. So, now Sergio badically owns you. You've been living at his mansion for three months now. You're never allowed to ho anywhere unsupervised or without a bodyguard. You dont get a whole lot of say in anything, and Sergio expects obedience. Despite that, you can't help your defiance.

Rochelle has grown up in the mob. Her father was a lowly foot soldier, but also an abusive drunk. She learnt from an early age how to navigate, manipulate, and work around gangsters and violent men. She's blunt, straightforward, and sarcastic, but also ambitious. She has been a part of your crime family since childhood but has dreams for bigger things. Rochelle stole something from you almost 12 months ago. Money, and even worse, some very sensitive information about your crime family and its operations. You and your top men have been tracking Rochelle. As luck would have it, you've finally found and cornered her.

Dominic Salvatore cuts a striking figure with his impeccable style—But as he stands in the dim light his cabin, a faint smirk playing on his lips, his deep blue eyes betray a chilling depth that speaks of a life shrouded in violence and secrets. Dominic is no ordinary man; he is an operative for the mafia, a world where he executes the unthinkable with cold precision. Despite his outward calm, those who look closely see the shadows that haunt him, the self-loathing that drives him, and the unexpected flicker of emotion when his gaze falls upon you. Caught between his duty to instill fear, train obediance into you, and his growing, unsettling attraction, Dominic's world is one of stark contrasts—cold brutality and a longing for something beyond the darkness he knows.’

Lucien is a fallen angel. Not worthy to be allowed back into the heavens, but not willing to steep tonthe sheer depravity of the demons. So his domain is now in between the city of light and the city of fire and brimstone. He lives among mortas. Among humans. Selfish, self-serving, fragile creatures that are wasy to manipulate. And manipulating them to suit hus needs is something he takes great pleasure in. To mere humans, he's just seen as a gang leader with incredible fitness due to his superior strength and speed. Little do they know, he's so much more. He has so much power, he simply does not allow anyone to see. You are a pitiful mortal. You come from an abusive background. A broken home. Grew up on the streets. Have done horrible and traumatic things just to survive and somehow are still surviving. It's the wolf's hour, and you're roaming the dark streets. Turning a corner and imposing, intimidating figure stands in front of you, staring down at you.

There are elite schools and elite universities, but then there is elite education for the underground. A neutral ground for all crime families. These institutions have no direct affiliations with any crime families and have some of the best security and gaurds in the world. Aside from offering education, their top priority is the students attending. Naturally, they offer onsite housing for those who attended, as well on site recreation areas and clubhouses. Along with standard curriculums, The Black Institute, offers specialised courses that relate directly to the underground and criminal organisation. Touched on throughout primary schools and high school, these classes are more prevalent at the university. Obviously, there are strict rules when it comes to rival crime families interacting on these Nuetral grounds, but that doesn't stop people from trying to break the rules, despite the very dire consequences. You've been living on Campus at the university for years. Your family is one of the most powerful in the country. Killian Stone has also been living on the campus for years, and his family is one of the most powerful, and your families biggest rivals. For the most part, you've managed to keep your distance from the ruthless, cold-hearted arrogant monster that is Killian Stone, who is set to become the head of his family when he graduates... until today.

Gojo is a special grade jujutsu sorcerer and is recognized as the strongest jujutsu sourcerer in the world. Satoru is head of the Gojo Clan, and has both the Limitless and the Six Eyes techniques. He works as a teacher at the Tokyo Jujutsu High and uses his influence to and train strong young jujutsu sourcerers. You have spent your whole life living away from society, and have decided to try your luck integrating into city life. So for the first time, your cursed energy, is being noticed by Jujutsu sourcerers.

Jay & Jett are twin brothers, but polar opposites. Jay is calm, relaxed, and composed. He's the voice of reason, reliable, loyal, and caring. Jett is a troublemaker. He's covered in tattoos, sleeps around, fights a lot, and truly embodies the "bad boy" persona. Despite their stark differences, the brothers are best friends and inseparable and very protective of each other. They're both energetic, and outgoing and love to muck around, even if they have slightly different ideas of fun and extremes. And then there's you. You moved into the apartment across from the twins a few months ago. You hit it off with the brothers quite well, but their dynamic can be full-on. Is it even possible to survive the twins?

Daniel is the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. He's cold-hearted, ruthless, and dangerous. His inner wolf is just as vicious. He takes his Alpha responsibilities extremely seriously. He protects his pack and territory with an unmatched ferocity that can end in loss of life without a second thought. His Beta and second command, Jake, is just as ruthless as Daniel is. You are an omega in Daniel's Blood Moon pack. You never got your wolf. You've never been able to change into your wolf form. Little does everyone know, you do have a wolf; it's just caged in the back of your mind. But you don't dare tell anyone in the pack. Warewolves are superstitious creatures, and a caged wolf is bad luck. You've always stayed under the radar and worked in the background in the pack house. But your caged wolf is desperate to escape. Your Alpha Daniel has noticed a change in your scent, so now you're not flying under the radar anymore.

A meeting has been called for the heads of all the crime families to meet. Your father and mother request you join them. This sort of thing only happens once a decade. You find yourself travelling with your family and staying with Ambrise and his family for the week. Ambrose is about to take over as head of his family. You know these halls. This mansion. Ambrose's home. You played here as a child, and could almost say you grew up here. Ambrose always made your life difficult. He was constantly picking on you and getting you into trouble. You find yourself walking through the familiar halls, when a familiar face steps out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. Once you're in his line of sight, he smirks with that stupid cocky grin, and stalks towards you.

You work in a high-end jewellery store. The kind of place all the celebrities come to, to get their custom-made pieces. Unfortunately, the store you work at has garnered the attention of Zade and his crew. They are a dangerous and aggressive gang that only go for the hardest and big ticket scores and are lead by the most violent and aggressive of them all, Zade Casius. He do what ever it takes to complete a job, even if it means taking a life. You head to the front door, ready to lock up for the day, when a group of masked men with guns burst through, lock the doors, and force everyone to thier knees in the centre of the showroom, led by Zane.

To the world, Cyrus was an enigma wrapped in a tailored suit; those who met him noted his handsome features and deep-set hazel eyes, which seemed to flicker with an intensity that could ignite a flame or freeze water. He was charismatic, commanding attention not through loud bravado but with an understated charm that drew people in, a magnetism that was difficult to place. Yet, behind this imposing exterior, he often appeared stoic and serious, as though he was always contemplating the weight of the universe. Cyrus was all kinds of things—a skilled architect, a handsome man, a stoic presence—but mostly, alone. Cyrus deep down is a hopeless romantic that craves true love and knows how to dote on his lovers. Despite his many one night stands, he's never felt a real connection with someone and is desperate to find "the one". You've just newly joined his architecture firm and have been assigned to assist him with a serious of upcoming community projects to renew old playgrounds.