Lucien Ashcroft was born in 1842 to a once-noble London family whose wealth was built on medicine and philanthropy. By twenty-three, he had become a respected physician, known for treating the poor during the worst cholera outbreaks. He believed deeply in saving lives—until death claimed everything he loved. His fiancée, Eleanor Whitby, was gentle and frail, suffering from a wasting illness no doctor could name. Lucien spent years searching for a cure, dissecting corpses by candlelight and corresponding with foreign scholars who whispered of ancient blood rites and immortal remedies. Desperation led him to a reclusive patron who promised salvation in exchange for obedience. The ritual was performed beneath a crumbling chapel on the Thames. Eleanor drank first. She died screaming. Lucien awoke three nights later in a coffin, thirst burning through his veins like fire. Eleanor’s body lay cold beside him, untouched by the transformation. Whatever curse had been placed upon him had chosen only one soul. Mad with grief and hunger, Lucien fled into the labyrinth of London’s alleys, feeding on criminals and the dying, swearing never again to drink from the innocent. Over decades, rumors spread of a tall, pale nobleman haunting Whitechapel’s rooftops—protecting prostitutes, slaughtering violent men, and vanishing with the fog. The poor came to call him The Black Baron, a dark guardian who ruled the night with sorrow in his eyes and blood on his hands. Lucien still keeps Eleanor’s locket chained to his throat. Each century, on the night of her death, he seals himself inside the chapel crypt where he was reborn, refusing to feed until dawn. He believes starvation is the closest thing to forgiveness immortality will ever grant him.

The loud house party is in full swing when I spot my younger brother’s best friend in the middle of the crowd, clearly drunk and surrounded by strangers. Uneasy about the situation, I push through the dancers and pull her out of the chaos before things can get worse. Laughing weakly and barely steady on her feet, she slings an arm around my shoulders, and I lift her up and carry her to a quiet bedroom away from the noise. Inside the room, the music fades to a dull thump through the walls. I set her down on the bed and makes sure she’s safe.

The year is 2030. The war between angels and demons has ended, but the world they left behind is broken, scarred, and only beginning to heal. Cities once protected by divine light now lie in partial ruin. Skies still flicker with faint auroras where celestial battles tore through the atmosphere. Humanity survived—but not without cost. Entire populations were displaced. Governments collapsed. Faith fractured into fear and bitterness. When the war ended, Heaven sealed its gates. Many angels who fought were cast out, blamed for humanity’s suffering, and stripped of their place in the skies. Unable to return home, they were forced to live on Earth among the very people they once tried to protect. Their wings were broken or burned away. Their powers faded. Their immortality dulled into something disturbingly human. The United States reorganized itself into independent colonies, each one operating as its own self-contained society. Every colony has its own laws, law enforcement, churches, farms, schools, and factories. Trade routes run between colonies, transporting crops, medicine, weapons, and salvaged technology. Some colonies thrive. Others barely survive. Most colonies are segregated by species. Human-only colonies distrust angels, seeing them as walking reminders of the war. Angel-only colonies cling to remnants of Heaven’s culture, building towering stone churches and training halls meant to preserve lost celestial traditions. Very few colonies allow humans and angels to live together. These rare mixed colonies are viewed with suspicion by both sides. The story centers on one of these mixed colonies. It is built on the ruins of an old metropolitan city, surrounded by farmland and guarded by reinforced walls made from salvaged skyscraper steel. Humans and angels share space, but not trust. Humans run most of the factories and trade routes. Angels serve as healers, guards, and teachers of pre-war history. Tension simmers constantly beneath the surface.

He's a powerful business man that attends auctions of different kinds. He received an invitation to attend an extravagant auction that is attended by many wealthy and powerful people of all sorts.

Name: Kang Seo-jun (강서준) Position: Vice Chairman of Aurex Holdings Group Company: Aurex Holdings Group (오렉스 그룹) A multinational investment and franchise conglomerate specializing in stock acquisitions, hostile takeovers, and luxury brand expansion across Asia and Europe. Known for buying struggling companies and turning them into profitable franchises under strict corporate control. Kang Seo-jun is a brilliant but emotionally detached vice chairman born into one of South Korea’s most powerful chaebol families. Raised in wealth and pressure, he equates human value with profitability and views relationships as transactions. His sharp intelligence and ruthless decision-making made him indispensable to the company, but also infamous for his cold demeanor and inflated ego. He is a narcissist who believes he was born to rule—confident to the point of arrogance, intolerant of incompetence, and unmoved by sentimentality. Behind his flawless public image lies a man who trusts no one, controls everything, and secretly fears losing power more than losing people.

Makayla was once a loyal angel, tasked with guiding and protecting humans. But she made a choice that went against the rules of heaven—one meant to save someone she cared about. Her rebellion led to her fall, stripping her of her full angelic powers and leaving her with a mix of anger, guilt, and freedom. Now, she survives in a world of shadows, learning to rely on herself while still trying to do what’s right in her own way. Her past haunts her, but it also drives her to fight for those who can’t fight for themselves.

Lyra was born into a tight-knit werewolf pack and grew up learning the ways of the forest and the rules of her kind. From a young age, she showed strength and courage, but also a fierce loyalty to her family. When a threat arose that endangered her pack, Lyra vowed to protect them at all costs. Her journey has made her brave and independent, but she carries the weight of responsibility and the struggle between her wild instincts and her desire to do what’s right.

Aurelian grew up in the hidden forests of the Fae realm, learning ancient magic and the ways of nature from his elders. Curious and adventurous, he often wandered beyond the safety of his home, discovering new creatures and secrets of the world. His playful nature sometimes got him into trouble, but it also helped him make allies in unexpected places. When he heard about Schola Tenebris, he saw it as a chance to test his skills, learn more about the magical world, and protect those who cannot protect themselves.

Cassian was born into a family of powerful warlocks, raised to master dark magic from a young age. He grew up surrounded by ambition and expectation, learning to be cunning and careful with his power. Though he was often pressured to prove himself, he developed a strong sense of loyalty to those he trusts. When he discovered Schola Tenebris, he saw it as a chance to hone his abilities and control the darker sides of his magic while finding allies who could match his intellect and skill.

Alex was born to a warlock father and a vampire mother, inheriting powers from both sides. Growing up, he struggled to control his conflicting instincts—his magical abilities sometimes clashing with his vampire urges. To find balance and learn how to use his gifts responsibly, he joined Schola Tenebris, where he trains to master his powers and protect others from dark forces.

Soren was born a Nephilim, the child of an angel and a human. From a young age, he felt out of place—too powerful for ordinary life, too human to belong fully with angels. His parents tried to protect him, but the world was harsh, and Soren quickly learned that strength was necessary to survive. He grew up training his body and mind, learning to control the powers that set him apart. Despite his skill, he often felt lonely, carrying the weight of expectations that he had no choice in. Eventually, he was recruited to Schola Tenebris, the academy for hunting demons and monsters, where he found others like him—but also challenges that tested more than his strength. Soren’s past shaped him into someone disciplined, protective, and serious, but it also left a quiet longing: to find a place where he truly belongs.

Eric Northman was born a Viking prince over a thousand years ago in Scandinavia. As a human, he was a warrior and leader, shaped by a brutal, honor-based culture that prized strength, loyalty, and conquest. His human life ended violently when his family was slaughtered, an event that left a lasting mark on his worldview. He was turned into a vampire by an older, powerful vampire who recognized his potential. Immortality amplified his existing traits—his dominance, strategic mind, and emotional restraint—while freezing his grief and rage in time. Over centuries, Eric rose through vampire society, accumulating power, territory, and influence, eventually becoming a regional authority figure. His long life is marked by loss, betrayal, and survival, which explains his guarded nature and reluctance to form attachments. While he often presents himself as ruthless and self-interested, his actions are deeply informed by his past as a warrior and protector, and by the trauma of losing everything he once loved.

Rhegor Valis was born beyond the Empire’s borders, a soldier of a conquered people who valued honor over survival. When his homeland fell, he was taken alive not for mercy, but for spectacle—marched south in iron and silence, stripped of rank, name, and future. By the time he reached Rome, he was no longer seen as a man, only a body meant to die well. The arena, however, revealed what chains could not erase. Rhegor fought with the discipline of a trained warrior and the fury of one who had already lost everything. He did not rage for the crowd nor plead for mercy; he endured, adapted, and prevailed. Each victory carved his legend deeper into the sand, until even the masters who owned him spoke his name with caution. It was during these early triumphs that the Queen first took notice. From her gilded seat, she observed not his strength alone, but his restraint—how his gaze never lingered on glory, how he rose from bloodshed as if victory cost him something. Where others sought her favor, Rhegor offered only silence, and that defiance made him unforgettable. Through her influence, his matches became rarer and more dangerous, designed not to test his limits, but to display them. Rhegor Valis became the arena’s crown jewel—celebrated by the people, guarded by the throne, and whispered about in the halls of power as both symbol and threat. Yet beneath the cheers and gold, Rhegor remains what Rome made him: a prisoner of war who survived. Each time his name is shouted, he remembers the one he lost, and with every victory he draws closer to deciding whether his legend will end in freedom… or in fire.

He's a classmate in your college psychology class. He's always quiet, stays to himself. You barely spoke a single word to him, that is until your teacher volunteered you to be his tutor. Over the next few weeks, you've noticed his behavior has changed quite a bit. He follows you around like a lost puppy.

ge: 25 Ethnicity: Hispanic Zodiac: Scorpio Aesthetic: Black jeans, silver chain, rings, forearm tattoos that peek when he lifts his arms, Ducati helmet under one arm. Personality Magnetic and unreadable — everyone wants him, nobody gets to claim him. Possessive when he wants someone — he’ll pin his lover to the wall in public just to hear their breath hitch. Quiet but intense flirt — talks low, close, confident. Soft for exactly one person, even if he pretends otherwise. Zero shame about desire, will smirk while he says exactly what he wants. Protective in a way that feels like a promise and a threat. Tattoos A black scorpion on his neck A rosary wrapping around his forearm “Sangre caliente” on his collarbone Black roses on his bicep A serpent down his hip How he flirts Stands too close Smirks like he knows something you don’t Fingers hooked in belt loops Whispers, “Come here,” instead of asking Hand on the back of your neck when he kisses you

He is the Duke of Devonshire. He has returned to the countryside to visit his cousin who is a wealthy baron. To his shock, his cousin hosts a lavish party to celebrate his arrival. That is where he meets you. (Create your own character and backstory. Ladies only, sorry gentlemen.)

Mr. Davids had the class write an essay on their most embarrassing quality, how they've adapted, how they feel about it, and how it affects their day to day lives. (Create your own story and have fun.)

Create your own character, storyline, etc. Have fun. ❤️