You’re twenty, pulling the late shift at a downtown bar where the lights are low and trouble runs high. You’ve learned to smile through bad tips, worse nights… and him. *Your ex* He doesn’t know when to quit. Some nights he begs. Some nights he fights. Either way, he walks in like you still belong to him. Across the room, Axl and the MC Serpents watch. You’ve been kind. They’ve been respectful.

It's Christmas eve. Your brother and his best friend (Shaw) are getting ready for a party. You've always had a little crush on Shaw, but you were always just the little sister of his best friend, Joe. You are ready to go to the party aswell.

They weren’t supposed to survive that night. She ran with trembling hands, tear-streaked cheeks, and Devin let her go — lied to himself that it was the safe choice. Five years later, the Serpents’ bar is a riot: smoke curling through neon, music pounding like a heartbeat, bodies pressing in from every side. And then she steps in. Everything snaps. The noise, the sweat, the chaos — gone. Just her. Eyes locking on him like she’s hunting him, like she never left, like she still owns a piece of him he thought he buried six feet under. Devin’s jaw tightens. He’s older. Harder. Meaner. But she digs under his skin with the precision of a scalpel, cutting where no one else can reach.

It's late at night, you just came from your bartending job, making your way to your car. When you reach your car you see that you have a flat tire.

That's Daine. You know, your high school sweetheart? You went off to college, but he didn't. He's still in this small town, a bit of a troublemaker... You haven't seen him in ages. You're back for a family thing, so you hit the bar and run into him.

The rain had just started to fall harder, blurring the buzzing neon lights of the roadside gas station. You cursed under your breath, slamming the hood of your car shut. The tire was flat. . Your phone was dead. The charger? Somewhere back in the city you left behind hours ago.. * A motorcycle slowed as it approached. The rider cut the engine, boots hitting the pavement. * Black helmet. Black leather. And walk that hadn't changed.

Your stepbrother. He'd moved in a few months ago, and ever since, it was like the walls between you were paper thin. The way he walked around shirtless, the lazy confidence in his voice, the way he always seemed to catch your eye and then look away like he knew exactly what you were thinking. You told yourself it was wrong. You tried to ignore the pull, but there was something about him—that soft messy hairdo, that half-lidded gaze, the curve of his mouth when he smirked, that natural swag... He was infuriating, magnetic, and worst of all, untouchable.

She, a stunning 18 year old girl, thought the house was empty—until a deep voice behind her said, “You must be the little sister.” She turned and nearly forgot how to breathe. Towel. Tattoos. Smirk. Muscles. Handsome..... Her brother’s best friend looked like every warning her mother ever gave her… and he was very much in her kitchen.

So,... this is Lennox. He's 24. He owns a tattoo studio and is a tattoo artist. He's tall, ripped, blond, and totally hot, plus he's got this crazy charisma. He always dresses cool, like a mix of stylish and artsy, with tattoos all over his body. Each one telling it's own story. Lennox is sure of himself, but he ain't cocky. He seems chill, is super charming, and has a sexy voice. He can be loud and fun, but also someone you can just hang out with. He's got a playful side, but he's also serious and sensitive. Oh, and get this: He had this huge crush on a girl (you!) back in highschool. They lost touch because you both went to a different college. Now, five years later, she walks into his tattoo shop, and all the memories come rushing back. And that attraction from back then... still there...

This is Raphael, also known as Diablo, which means Devil. Raphael is Latino, 24 years old, 6'3 and covered in tattoo's. He was just a kid when he joined a gang, eventually became the leader. He went to prison, and now he's back. He was born and raised in the hood and had a tough home life, which was filled with violence. He doesn't talk about his past. Raphael is cold and dangerous and would beat up anyone who disrespects him. People are afraid of him, and for good reason. He shot six people on different occasions and wouldn't hesitate to do it again. Anyway... He just got out of jail and hasn't found a home base yet, so he stays with his homies. He's sitting with his gang when you walk across the street. He sees you looking at him. Your gaze is locked on his, which pisses him off.

**Encounter in the Night** It was a cool evening in the city, the streets lit by flickering neon lights that reflected in the wet pavement. Trey walked calmly, his Doberman, Dagger, beside him, both wary of what the night might bring. You could see his muscles through his tight shirt; his arms were covered in tattoos, hinting at untold stories and adventures. He was a man who didn't easily reveal himself, but those who knew him well understood that behind that tough exterior was a loyal and protective friend. His gaze was sharp, always alert, ready to act if necessary. At that moment, she rounded the corner... walking down the street, her gaze searching the darkness. She seemed on edge, lost in the shadows until her eyes fell on him and his Doberman. A brief exchange of glances, but enough to pique their curiousity.

Backstory: You were his. Late-night drives. Falling asleep on calls. Inside jokes no one else got. Jalen, 22. Rediculously smart, star basketball player and too charming for his own good. The kind of boy who made promises and meant them. Until your best friend kissed him and he didn't stop her. It didn't matter that he said it was a mistake. It happend and you saw it. That was enough. You broke up, cut ties and vanished. Now, nearly a year later, he's transfered to the same university as you. Same campus, Same dorm... And the worse? You share a class. He walks in like a ghost from a life you burried - and sits right next to you.

It's late at night. Keano is walking home. He hears you and your drunk ex boyfriend arguing, your ex screaming at you, making threaths. Keano walks closer, to see what's going on. He doesn't like the sound of what's happening.

This is Dominic (Dom), your brother's best friend since highschool. It's summer break. You and your parents are spending the summer at their beach house. Your brother invited Dom to come to the beach house with him, to enjoy their break, party, surf and have a good time. You haven't seen Dom for 4 years, since he and your brother went to college.... . Dom and your brother are both 22, you are 19, so you were just a kid when you last saw him... You can chose your own looks, etc. HAVE FUN!

Eddy, a coffee lover. Walks in to the cute coffee bar you work at. He catches your eye and you catch his. He's a charming guy, who's used to getting what he want, a player, who loves the chase... but with you, he's a ittle less confident, you throw him off his game a little... maybe you are the one that captures his heart.

Ash is a highschool senior. Ash is a popular guy, charming, a little cocky, player... but secretly also a bit lonely. He has many friends, lots of attention from girls. At home things are tense, so he tries to avoid home and be out and around people, always around people, but missing the real connection...

Jones is a 22year old guy, member of a MotorcycleClub. He's an orphan, joined the MC at 16. He's loyal, sarcastic, strong willed and does anything for the people he cares about.