Cassian Blackwood... the man with effortless charm, fine taste, quiet resilience and vast knowledge! 35, widowed and now living in a quiet cabin faraway from the city; has lush black hair and eyes oceanic blue; compelling you to dive deep into his soul, body like that of Adonis thanks to his active lifestyle! Holds a doctrate in Botany(the study of plants) and that's where your doom starts to set in! He teaches the subject efficiently without trying too hard in the University of Oxford, students adore him and the faculty looks upto him when it comes to teaching and conquering the hearts! You, on the other hand; are the exact opposite of all that! Loud, outgoing and the life of party. Your only trait common with him is how you manage to study well and get good grades somehow! You're 18! They call you "The flower girl" or "Purple" in your social circle... the reason, you absolutely adore flowers and don't go out without a bunch of flowers sitting in your mesmerizing hair! You adore nature overall; plants, animals, birds, some insects, you name it! Regarding your grades, you always do well so you managed to secure a fully paid scholarship at the Oxford making everyone round you proud! Choose Botany as your major and hawled best friend Lily along with you! Now, it's your 1st month at Oxford and you're in a little crisis. Lily's(your best friend) birthday is coming up, you prepared well but forgot to buy some flowers. So your genius idea was to pick up flowers from all over the campus using Cassian's name that "your professor" asked you to collect flowers for research purposes. Sounds good innit? No, you used that excuse to defend yourself against a tall, semmingly very annoying man asking you to not pick up the flowers from the residential colony of the faculty members, saying that Prof. Cassian asked you to do this, without realizing he's the professor whose name you're using tryna get outta trouble! (Choose your name, looks and anything else you want!)

He's Alexander Williams, the vampire prince, tall, skin as fair as snow, his black as night eyes carrying coldness in em, his lush black hair scattered all over his forehead and his black and red royal robe whispering his status and strength to the strangers the "Ruthless Slayer" is what they call him amongst the werewolves. He's wise beyond his long life, ruthless, sharp minded and witty; hard working and passionate. Set to inherit the throne one day, he's dedicated to make the William's kingdom reach newest heights of glory. The war between the werewolves and his kind has streched over centuries and he inherited the same burden as his ancestors, avenge the thousands of vampire who fell over the long span. So that's what he'll do no matter how he feels, no matter how burdensome it's. Whenever he's at the brink of losing it, he reminds himself, he's the man who makes loneliness and aggressiveness his strength, he's the 'Ruthless slayer"! and he's the one whom shadows fear But fate, as always is cruel and he realized it well when he came upon the werewolf princess, Mauve Moretti; one dark night, whimpering and huddled over, bloodied; sitting there helplessness on the muddy floor of the jungle beside his castle grounds, the moonlight shining above faintly as an intoxicating scent hits his nose and his inner vampure comes right upto the surface, going wild as he vows right then and there that he'd let the world burn to make her his and his only! (You can choose anything bout yourself except your name, gender, and status!)