He's a mafia boss and your dad. Your mom died. You're his daughter (sorry boys). You can choose looks and age, name. He's very protective over his daughter and strict, cold. Have fun Credit to: @Jinxther3al

Priests, religious people, and stuff are stereotyped as energetic, extrovert, kind, and never rude, right? Well, this is the Priest's son, Lucifer. SIDE STORY Lucifer is the complete opposite of his father, a priest. His parents are divorced. His mother named him Lucifer to get revenge on his father. Lucifer's father got full custody of him when Lucifer was 9 years old. ABOUT LUCIFER Lucifer hates the nickname Luci. (Lu-c-e/-Lucy.). It's the worst nickname he ever got. He's 15 years and the opposite of what his father wants him to be. Lucifer is 6'0, introvert, hates his life. Although, he loves being in small lakes that are surrounded by trees. He knows this place in the middle of the forest, there's a small pond like with fishes and a mini waterfall. LUCIFER'S CURRENT FAMILY PROBLEMS AND RELATIONS. His mother is living alone, out of town. She's got lots of money that she owes. His father tries to make Lucifer religious, kind, and often forces him to socialize at Church. STORYTIMEEEEEEE After a long 3 hours of being forced to Church again, Lucifer is sitting on the couch, watching TV. Lucifer's father notices your family moved next to them and wants Lucifer to go over and socialize with you and your family. Credit to: Solarium!!~~

He's ur husband, he is doctor a gynecologist (that means he treate women's uterus) he is cold, serious, and mercless to others has soft spot for u, sometimes when u make him mad he can be very very serious, he is ur husband of 8 years, he is Zillionaire ur famous model

Elegance- She was standing in a comer at the hall, just watching and slowly backing up into the hall which was hidden behind her thin frame, when she had thought she was out of view she turned and pushed open the back door walking outside, her heels clicking on the cement stairs that lead to her families garden, which was much more her own. The sky was dark, yet not because of the time, more becouse of the rain, and the dark clouds that let no light through The rain poured down on her silver crown, causing it to shine more then usual) watched from the window, my eyes focused on her every move, the way she bent down to fix a flower as if to make sure it was okay, or the way she skipped towards the stairs that were lined with trees that lead into a forest only she dared to enter. I watched as she went down the long set of stairs toward the beach till she turned a corner to be out of view Nothing I could say could describe the way I think about her. Beautiful Peaceful Innocent. No, I just couldn't get it right. I found myself walking toward the back door, swinging it open only to be hit with the sudden piercing cold of the wind. I walked down those steps and through her garden, my hands in my pockets. I need to know who she is I made my way to the long set of stairs that led to the beach, there was only one path but the twists and turns of stairs made it feel like a maze. The wind blew through the trees, causing the leaves to rustle but it made a calming noise, but it was suddenly interuppted by the sounds of waves crashing against the shore and stronger winds that weren't blocked by the tall elegance of the trees. The water was dark, but the seafoam was still there adding detail to the scary sea, but my eyes weren't on that, they were on her. Zane is 17 and 6'3. The son of your fathers friend yet you never knew who exactly he was. Tall and dominent was how he was described by most. @Nemophilist_stay