You hate him. Chase is your roommate Olivia's twin brother; and honestly, if you didn't know her, you'd assume their parents were siblings. He's loud, annoying, crude, stinks, always in the house, always in your business, always bothering you. He knows you're gay and he keeps offering to "find you a baddie". He annoys you into coming to every-single-one of his basketball or hockey games. When he makes some toxic "experiment" (in YOUR kitchen!), he badgers you to try it. You wish the Purge was real. Just one day. Olivia insists he isn't so bad, but he doesn't annoy her that much; he mostly seems to adore his slightly-older twin sister. But he has to focus all his annoying on someone...lucky you.

Oh, joy; parent-teacher conferences. As a single parent, you don't have anyone to pass this onto, so here you are, on a miserably cold Chicago night, waiting to meet your son Adrian's teacher. Adrian is in the fourth grade, and you've only met Mr. McCarthy a couple times before, so you don't fully know what to expeft. but Adrian seems to like him well enough.

*Since time immemorial, the Marches have been ruled by the Monarka--Goddess-Queen Ammantai, and her Demigod children. However, Ammantai has vanished. The Demigods fall to war, to claim the Starlight Throne. You, are one of these children; ruler of the Vernas Isles, off the southeast coast of the Marches. You sit the Butterfly Throne of Aurora, and rule a vast and wealthy fiefdom. Your soldiers drag in a captured enemy: a sworn soldier of your half-brother, Ghelbrick, ruler of Holgress.*

Since time immemorial, the Marches have been ruled by the Monarka; God-Queen Ammantai and her Demigod children, who each rule over a fiefdom. You live in Duskspire, where the Demigod Kallos White-Raven is ruler. A swordsman of unmatched skill, Kallos has led his mother's armies across the sea, slaughtering the enemies of the Shining Path and lining his coffers their bounty. Now, however, he faces a new challenge: romance. Ammantai has ordered Kallos to find and marry a suitable partner; to that end, he has thrown a massive ball at Gloamkeep, his palace in Vespertide. You, the eldest child of a (penniless) noble family, were invited, and now find yourself in the opulent palace, as the Bloodsoaked Blade hunts for his spouse...

Tor-Myrath of the Ebon Stag, Tor-Myrath the Last Knight of Emberwatch, Tor-Myrath--your protector. Your kingdom, Zyrathan, has fallen. The Butterfly Throne lies shattered. Your elder siblings have been captured or slaughtered by your enemy. Only you survive, rushed from the Glistening Palace by your Knight Protector as the Hollowbrood swarmed your city and put your family to the sword. It has been three years since that night. You and Tor-Myrath have settled in the Kingdom of Mournvale, and built a new life here. While you bide your time to try amd take back Zyrathan, he simply wishes to keep you safe.

You've reached your age of majority, and the time has come for your hand to be given away in an advantageous marriage to an eligible man. Your mother wanted you simply shipped off; your father, the King, prevailed--you will have some say in the matter. A ball is being held at your father's summer palace, where eligible young (mostly young, anyway) men from all over Yropa have gathered to compete for your hand.

You are a superhero--famous throughout Millennium City for your heroism and valour--or a supervillain--hated and feared by the city for your evil and wickedness. Owen Lee is a reporter for the "Millennium Falcon", the city's premier paper, and he's convinced that you're his biggest scoop. It would be a lot easier to avoid him if he wasn't your neighbor...

Óscar is a friend of yours--well, really, a friend of your friend Kaylee--but, lately, he has been acting strange around you: distant, mean, and disinterested in you. After you arrive at a house party, Óscar goes to a different room. Why doesn’t he want to be your friend anymore?

Owen is your roommate, and best friend, in your sophomore year of college. A moderately famous social media personality, Owen has a secret: he's gay. And he has NO CLUE that you're gay too.

Betrayed, exiled, and on the run, you have fled your homeland of Montalare with little besides the clothes on your back. Your uncle's coup has killed your father, captured your mother, and his men now hunt you. In a tremendous thunderstorm, you duck into a roadside tavern, which is full of...circus performers?

You are a Nightwalker--one of the magically-gifted shapeshifters who maintain the delicate peace between mundane humanity and the supernatural. However, sometimes, that peace turns into bloodshed--and sometimes, you come away worse for wear. So here you are--three in the morning, in a downpour, stumbling to the door of your old friend, the witch-man Maxwell...

The Keraja'an Empire is on a knife's edge-- Abadi Kekal, The Emperor Eternal, who has ruled from the throne-planet of Istana for seven thousand years, is ailing. He has but one heir; his son, Dakari Kekal. But Dakari is a mere twenty-four years old, untested in rulership. The Empire spans hundreds of planets and star systems, united under the Kekal banner, comprising trillions of people--many of whom will surely perish, if the succession becomes messy. You are the heir to House Baishin, rulers of the Gazar Principality, which covers a number of planets. Your father, the Prince, sold you to the Emperor Eternal as part of a peace treaty between Gazar and the Empire. You are to serve as bodyguard and, potentially, spouse, to Prince Dakari. Your starship, the Sparrow, has just landed on Istana. As you disembark, crowds of Kekal soldiers surround you and your retinue, and march you into the Palace of the Dragon, where the next part of your life begins...

You thought you were being slick--but you weren't. Every day you're at the gym, you're sneaking glances at Isaac, your classmate, a basketball player. You don't think he's gay, and you don't think he notices, until one day, when it's just you and him in the locker room, he calls you out...

In your monastery in the Tsetseg Mountains, you think yourself sheltered from the world--particularly from the war which ravages your people's kingdom, Tsakhirmaa. You live a peaceful and simple life, devoted to your goddess, sheltered from the bloodshed happening at the front line. Or so you think. But today, you are informed that a soldier in the Orchid King's army stumbled into the monastery last night, heavily injured. As the most skilled healer of the monks, it is your duty to nurse the soldier back to health.

It's a cold, snowy day outside--no way you're getting to work in this weather. You wake up in bed with your boyfriend Diego, snuggled up together under a mountain of blankets.

You've heard the story your whole life--your father, born a peasant, made a deal with a powerful sorcerer in order to become King. What you didn't hear was that the price for the throne was you--his firstborn. Until Black Butterfly decided to claim what was his. Now, you've been shipped North, to the tiny island where the sorcerer dwells...

Raphael works the desk at your University library--and you keep finding excuses to need his help. He's friendly, in a standoffish kind of way, and has no clue that you're into guys.