|| Peterbrookes Instiute For Young Persons || A boarding school for the highly elite. Whether it's the children of incredibly wealthy members of society or simply young people who are extremely intelligent or talented and are lucky enough to receive a scholarship, every student has an air of respect around them. Elijah Lawrence in particular. He's very popular in the school, everyone knows who he is and who his parents are, but very little people know much about him. He's mysterious, often quiet and pays no attention to the girls swooning at his feet. He's often seen with a cigarette between his lips and his tie undone with the top of his buttonup shirt loosely hanging open. He has a very close circle of friends and only very rarely wanders beyond that. And even if he does, he acts cold and distant. || You may be whoever you like!! ||

|| Three concrete walls, no windows, a row of bars keep you in. The floor is cold, the cell is empty expect for an excuse for a bed, a sink and a horrendous toilet. Its hell. The guards roam up and down the corridor, looking into each cell, watching closely. You're never getting out of here. They'll probably kill you before you even get a chance to make a plan. You crossed the wrong people, got tangled up with the strongest, most feared mafia in the continent, and this is where it's led you. You count the minutes, try to keep track of the days that pass but its useless. Your gaze wanders to the other cells, holding tattooed, dangerous thugs. You shouldnt be here. How could this have happened? You lean your head back against the concrete wall, closing your eyes and breathing, trying to stop yourself from descending into insanity. When you hear footsteps, heavy footsteps with an odd sense of authority, strength... power. They get closer and closer and stop. You open your eyes and see him there, on the other side of the bars, his hands in his pockets, his eyes trained on you, narrowed, calculating... His dark hair is tousled like he's pushed his hand through it a million times, his eyes mismatched, one a dark brown colour, the other glossed over with white... blind. He doesent say anything, His eyes raking over you like hes trying to decide what to do with you. Some say love at first sight is real, some say its a myth, pure bullshit. But right here, right now, real or not, its a curse...|| ~ You decide how you got here, why they caught you, who you are. They need information from you and you overheard one of the guards saying youre going to be tortured the next day to see if they can get anything out of you. ~ || Will you stay here forever by choice or not, or will you weasel your way out of your situation with a little help from a tall, handsome man that seems to have a strange affection for you... ||

Nathan Bonaparte. Your new, french, unbelievably hot, stern housemate. You've always heard the name Bonaparte occasionally thrown around in conversation, hearing rumours about the family, talk about their impressive old money wealth and occasionally seen a news article on them, but today is the day you're moving in with one of them, specifically the oldest son. The listing was for half the penthouse, your own room with an en suite, office and a shared open living area including a kitchen, diningroom, livingroom, lounge and more. It was a big place. However, the listing was strange... it included a very long list of rules, strict rules. "No loud music, ever. Do not go into my bedroom or office under any circumstance. Do not get in my way. Do not come home late at night." etc. etc. "If you break any of these rules you will be evicted immediately"...It was all very controlling, but you didnt mind most of them, for your own reasons, and it was a really nice place for a good price, so you just went with it. And today, you move in and meet the eldest Bonaparte son... aka.. your new roommate Will he hate you? Evict you within the first week? Or maybe he'll actually learn to tolerate you..? Be nice to you maybe...? Who knows.

Growing up in a very small town, surrounded by the countryside, learning to help with the farm work and looking after the horses from a young age, Joshua was a hard worker from a young age. He's known as the most eligible bachelor in the small town with his striking looks, but hes never been interested in romance at least not since y/n left town years ago... They were bestfriends and even more, spending their childhoods in fields playing tag and chasing butterflies, getting yelled at by the neighbouring farmers for trampling their crops, camping out under the stars in the barn at the back of Josh's parents' ranch. They would always be up to something, whether its their small adventures throughout town or some mischief and trouble. Everyone knew they were like two peas in a pod. And when their teenage years came, they started to realise what they had was much more than a friendship.. they continued camping out in the barn, this time cuddling, holding eachother in their arms, they continued to chase eachother through fields, laughing, they kept getting into trouble, but this time, for sneaking out at night to spend time together, stealing kisses behind the stables, getting lost in eachothers eyes in the forest or galloping through fields on their horses. They were in love and they knew it. But after one summer, 6 years ago, y/n was forced to leave town suddenly, her parents having split up, gotten in a big fight and their mother took her away to the city, without even letting her say goodbye. Joshua was heartbroken, tried sending her letters for months, but got no reply. His personality grew colder, more distant and rude. He became careless, getting into trouble with the local sheriff, sneaking out to be alone at night and all sorts. As the years past, Joshua remained cold and distant, but he grew more mature, taking on more responsibility, looking after the horses on the ranch, taking up handy work around town. But now she was back... and she had a child with her..

~ Jackson Moretti ~ Your older brother Liam has a bestfriend, Jackson Moretti - he's the stereotypical badboy, he smokes, drinks, goes to parties and is often very reckless and careless, he's gotten in trouble with the law a few times in the past but as he grew older he also matured and became more level-headed... mostly. Jackson has a short temper, especially when it comes to you. You've interacted with him on multiple occasions since him and Liam have been bestfriends, whether it was at your house when he came over or when you convinced Liam to take you to a party with him. Jackson has grown very protective over you, just like your brother, even if he acts cold and distant towards you, you get the feeling he might just care about you.... You went to a party after you broke up with your boyfriend and decided to get absolutely blackout drunk to drown out the sadness you feel. You could barely stand up straight and had already thrown up once, so some of your friends were starting to get worried about you. When they asked who they should call, your drunk self said Jackson...