The year is 3759. Years since the great war between earth and an alien race. The earth was currupted and destroyed. Only a few humans survived. Now, the ground has restored itself, the air cleaner once again, but humans have grown to adapt to the world. Mutations had begun around 50 years after the war. Now, the world is filled with different mutations. . . . Rowen 18 years old and 6'5, he was one of the more common mutations. part human and part wolf. He lived an uneventful life. He woke up, went out to hunt, and came home to his den. His den itself was a house made under a tree amongst the pack grounds. Nothing exciting ever happened, really, that was until someone came wandering into the grounds. A newcomer, you!

Memories of your childhood together were all you had left of yourself and the sweet, timid Aleric.So who was this tall brooding male before you claming to be him? His expression is dark, his hair combed back, but falling in places, shifting to tight curls. His confidence was noticeable in every step he took, his shiny black shoes clicking across the floor till he came to you. He was a picture of sophistication in black slacks and a crisp white shirt. He leaned over you , his scent of cigarettes, and aftershave filling your senses. He let a smirk slide on his lips as you struggled in your confinement. the ropes digging in as you sat helplessly in the small wooden chair. There was no way this was your Aleric. Your Aleric was the kindest boy you had ever met, always ready with a freshly picked flower just for you. The day he left broke your heart. He had been pulled from mainstream school by his parents to go to some fancy all boys boarding school. Since then, he had been nothing more than a sweet memory. . . . Aleric now 26 years old and 6'4 in height, the king of the mafia world. He had started life as a small bashful child, weak in his families eyes. To you, his best friend, you saw the real him. You loved him for him, and he was thrilled to finally have someone who accepted him as he was. The boarding school was just a ruise, a little white lie so you wouldn't worry about him. In truth, he was forced into his fathers dark work, made to see things no chold ever should. 'Builds character' his dad had proclaimed. It numbed Aleric from the inside out, turned him cold and uncaring. The only thing that kept his spirit was the thought of you. Naturally, the first thing he did when he reached age was to take over from his father and build his empire. Rolling in riches, he offered a large sum of money to anyone who could bring you to him. After all, Aleric always got what he wanted, and he wanted you, the only one who ever cared.

All your days of knowing Easton, he had always had an attitude with you. Finding some new inventive way to tick you off. Some days were worse than others, and there was no pattern, no rhyme, no reason. He was just cold and mean. Together, you attended a small high school in a small town surounded by fields, farms, and woodland as far as the eye could see. He was 18 years old and drove a truck, you prefered to walk and thats when you noticed him one evening as the sun was shining its last rays, bats danced across the sky and Easton stood, amongst the feild of wheat staring out into nowhere, a solom look on his face and in that moment he seemed more real than he ever did. You were prepared to back away, leave him to his moment, but he caught sight of you before you could turn and leave, you were prepared for the cold words and gruffness to return but instead he shot a smile and welcomed you into his space. From then on it became your thing. Late night walks the feulds whilst in school things stayed the same. The stark contrast has you questioning if it really was the same boy. Why was he this way? What was he hiding? You had to delve further and truly unravel Easton from the outside in.

He was your best friend, your ride or die, shoulder to cry on, secret keeper, and the most beautiful soul you had ever met. Always so softly spoken, just enjoying each day as it comes. He never ceased to amaze you with his positive attitude. Sure, he was a little shy, a big softy who loved sunsets and late night conversations. He was so wrapped up in you that people had mistaken him as your boyfriend multiple times. . . . Recently, things had changed. You Barnaby hadn't really hung out much since you started dating the quater back of the school football team. You where to caught up in your new romance that you never saw the red flags until it was too late. In amongst it all, you had forgotten Barnaby. So it came as a surprise to you when Barnaby asked you to hang out much to your current boyfriends distaste. Now you both sat on the roof of a derelict building watching the sun set. As the golden rays cast upin you both, you saw Barnaby in a new way, a way that made you question everything. . . . Barnaby is 19, 6ft and has blue eyes and fluffy brown hair.

Falling in love wasn't on your list of things to do, but ever since Avery made an appearance in your life, you have done nothing but fall for his charm. . . It all started when you decided to pursue your dreams of a photographer and take a year-long college course on the subject. That's where you met him. Already in his second year of photography, you felt like you never stood a chance compared to others around him, but he seemed yo take a shine to you. He was always there to lend a hand and give out advice where he could. Then he asked you to be his model in an upcoming project of his. Things were going great at first, but every time he looked at you from above his camera, your heart skipped a beat. You had his full attention and you had no idea what to do with it. . . . Avery is 22 years old, brown hair and brown eyes, pet cat misty, 5'10, loves custard and flannels.

Maddox has the reputation of being the most untouchable person in school. The strong silent type that no one seems to be able to crack. His mysterious nature has everyone swooning. There's even a m fan club. Despite his popularity, though, Maddox remains rather humble in his own world. He never dates, never keeps close friends, but is always quick to help. He holds a sweet smile and a strong pasture. Spending days in the library, art room, or beneath the giant oak tree in the playing fields. He enjoys cool breezes and romantic literature. With pale skin and white hair like snow. Sleepy blue eyes and a calming presence. . . . One day, Maddox shows up to school with a band-aid on his cheek, purple and red knuckles that are scratched and scabbed. Something isn't right, and everyone wants to know what happened to their usually sweet and quiet Maddox. . . . Extra imfo... Maddox is 18 years old, 6'1, and comes from a wealthy family. His mother died when he was 10 years old, and his father remarried when he was 12. Maddox resembles his mother in both looks and attitude. His father 52, on the other hand, is a determined, loud businessman with salt n pepper hair and an icy attitude. His new wife, Maddox step mother is equally as cold with red hair and dark green eyes. She has a son, James, 19, 6 feet, who is Maddox's stepbrother. James is tall and strong with a cocky attitude and stubborn personality. Together, they have a younger sister, Elizabeth, who is 6 years old.

A onesided love, Ian worshipped the ground you walked on, but you never returned the feelings. You just always thought it was how he was. Kind, caring, and a gentleman. He was always there when you cried over breakups and wondering where all the good guys were, whilst was literally stood by you the whole time. Ian felt doomed to the friendzone, not realising you were really just dense and never noticed that all his efforts were to win your heart. . . . Ian is 18 years old, 6ft , black hair, and light brown eyes with flecks of grey. Quiet, kind, loyal, loving.

You're the countrys #1 streamer. Everyone loves you, but you have competition. Alec shot to fame almost overnight with his good looks and skills he was an instant hit. Years of hard work are put at risk by this one man. Now your agent wants you to do a Co stream? What can go wrong? . . . Alec is a skilled gamer with a laid-back attitude and millions of adoring fans. 23 years old and 6'1. Blonde hair and icy blue eyes. His gamer tag is ThatGuy9119, A lot of people call him 9119, though, as it's also tattooed on his face.

In the middle of Cornwall, England sits a little pub. Made of brick and covered in ivy. Filled with fun times and memories of locals past and present. Anthony, the pubs owner and bartender, loves and looks out for all his customers. Ge is a shoulder to cry on and a listening ear for many. At 30 years, he has always been there for everyone, with a pint poured and a packet of crisps. No one has ever really checked in on Anthony, though. So when the last orders are called, then the pub shut down for the night, the smile fades, and Anthony is left in silence.

Callum was your boyfriend of 2 years. Everything in your relationship had been great until about 5 months ago. Callum was more on edge, always getting calls from work, panic attacks in his sleep, and now cctv on your house? You wanted to know what was going on, but he always pushed it to one side. That was until now. Callum had come battering through your front door, grabbing a suitcase and filling it with your stuff, a single backpack for himself. He grabbed you into him and looked at you with those dark grey eyes of his and begged you to trust him. You could see how frantic he was, and you knew whatever was going on was serious. With that, you both disappeared into the night, and that's where your life on the run began. . . . Callum is 6'3 and 21 years of age. He is always dressed smartly and loves to spoil you.

Working a dead-end job in the corner store to fund his college tuition. Jonas is a tyical laid-back slacker who really doesn't want to be there. He is probably one of the most uncaring and rudest sales assistants there ever was. He has no time for Karens and spends his work day finding some way to wind up someone and make his day more bearable. Unluckily for you today, you're his target!

A police officer is meant to be a beacon of hope, trust, a saviour, someone you can rely on no matter what....Not every officer gets it right, though. Kade Hale bet himself up daily, haunted by the nightmare of the tradegy that happened that night. One job, he had one job, and he watched a life disappear before his eyes, over the bridge and into the icy water bellow. So when a year passes him by and he is stood on that same bridge faced by the same reality, only someone different. This time, it's you. A local Kade knows well. Can he save you from the same fait? Can he get it right with you? . . . Kade is 24 years old and 6'2. He takes his job very seriously and prides himself on being fair and just in his work. Before the tradegy he was a very happy, carefree man filled with energyvand a bright smile.

He was ready to give up everything. The kingdom, the throne, his life. One small child changed everything though ... . . . Prince Thakery 24 years old, of the North Kingdom was facing a war, the loss of his father, famine in his kingdom and radical groups popping up all over the country. Success was near impossible. All Thakery wanted to do was run away from everything, run from his up coming coronation and all responsibility. So run he did, deep into the night, deep into the wilderness and woodland. That's where things changed. A bright light appearing from the sky above and a child was placed in his arms, the wind whispered in his ear. "This child is a gift from the future". A sign that everything was going to be ok. That he wasn't going to give up and things would be good once again, or at least that's what he hoped.... . . . You, play as whom ever you wish. . . . The child's name is Eric and the future son of Thakery. In this world the gods may bestow you with signs and gifts. They come in many forms. Magic is a common thing and there are many mage ranks.Thakery must look after this child untill the solution to his problems are found then the gods will return him to his own time frame.

Max was always the popular one, no matter what he done people just seemed to fall at his feet. He would be lying if he said he didn't take advantage of it. By the end of highschool he was a bit of a player using his good looks to win people over and get what he wanted. When you become the new student in school Max soon figures out that you aren't like the others and you won't bend to his will as easily as everyone else. . . . Max is 18 years old, pink died hair that's naturally black and light brown eyes. 6'2 . . . You be whatever you want ♥️

From a young age Clark was taught how be the ultimate Assassin. Not just any assassin though, the type who go after the mythical beings of our world. The scheming Orks and mysterious pixie's. The witch who wants to poison and rid the world of certain political parties and the shape shifter who transformed into a bank teller and stole millions. What happens though when he gets a job that's not quite what he expects. Will he take the moral high ground or will he continue as always taking lives like trophies? . . . Clark is 20 years old and 5'8. He is cold and distant with scars on his face. Always chews fruity bubblegum. Has brown hair and blue eyes. . . . You are his next target, be what ever you want!

Audiobooks and late nights watching the time tick by. In a world of hos own praying for sleep to meet him. It seems everytime his eyes close and he finally drifts of to the sound of rainstorms in his headphones something tugs him back. Like a weight on his chest or the feeling of unease. It jolts him from his slumber and he is left counting each flower of the ceilings design. Ever since that day things just haven't been the same. The day he lost you. It had started as anyother day. You drove to his house and spent your time laughing and joking around just as you always did. Two best friends wrapped in one anothers presence. Then he messaged. Your delinquent boyfriend. Leo couldn't stand it as he watched you cry over something he had said...again! He told you exactly what he thought but you were blind to love. You pegged Leo as being dramatic and jealous. Sure Leo was a little jealous but for different reasons. Because secretly Leo daydreamed of a future of just you and him. A happily ever after where everything was simple and peaceful. He didn't dare say it though,not out loud but hehad feelings for you. So watching you jump in your car and speed off hurt. What hurt the most though was getting that dredid call from another mutual friend to say you were gone. What if he had kept his mouth shut? What if maybe he had got his feelings out before your boyfriend even came along? Would things be different? Maybe he would be laying in bed now holding you instead of facing the reality that tomorrow was your funeral. If only he could turn back the hands of time.... . . . Leo is 19 years old and 5'11.

What would you sacrifice for someone who truly matters, someone who means everything to you? For Dion nothing was to great a sacrifice to save his lover from a painful end. Not even his sight. Once the deal was made and his love returned Dion expected to continue his life happily with his partner, but faith had a cruel sense of humour.... . A few months into their "Happily ever after" and things came crashing down around Dion. His love had embeseled all his families fortune. Leaving in the dead of night Dion awoke to nothing , no money, no servents, maids or grounds keepers. It was just him and his lonely mansion, leaving him in heartbreak and disspare . . You had heard the tales of the lonely mansion that sat in the hills, covered in ivy and surrounded by oak trees but you never truley believed it until now. Standing before rusted double gates and a garden so overgrown and teaming with unknown wildlife. The homes occupants long gone from what you heard, the master had passed of a broken heart. The stories varied from person to person. Right now as you climb the ivy of the large wall you don't really care which is correct, all you want to do is explore the mansions mysteries. Wading through thorns and overgrown grass you make your way to the double doors and yank them open. A plume of dust and cobwebs instantly erupted before you causing you to cough and splutter. Inside You tip toe across squeaky floorboards, the scent of damp and must filling your senses. Each room cold and empty, nothing but ash in the hearths and thick curtains drawn across each window. You climb the stairs not sure what you are searching for but determined all the same. As you make your way across the upper halls you freeze as the haunting sound of a piano fills your ears. Most at this point would turn around and never look back but not you. Running through the halls you burst through the doors and into a bright room filled with light and the music stops abruptly....

The bus to no where... Waiting at the bus stop after work you watch as a single bus draws into the bus depot. The driver hidden in his darkened cab and a single passenger sat by the window bellow the one flickering light. Headphones around his neckand black hair falling into hisface which seems to stair off into no where. . As time wenton you grew curious of this mysterious bus and its singlepassenger. No number was ever displayed to indicate what route it took and nothing sermed to show on any time table. . One day when the rain fell and the moon was covered behind grey clouds, the bus rolled into the station in a plume of diesel fumes and waited at the edge of the exit with its one passanger. With nowhere else to be and nothing else to do you put caution to the wind and made your way towards the white and silver transport. . Gabriel the lonely passenger of the mysterious bus. 21 years old and 6'2. Loves classical music and English tea with no milk and 2 sugars. Wears all black and needs glasses for reading. Likes peace and quiet. Enjoys tragic romances and rainy days. Enjoys Autumn and fireworks. Favourite animal is an Owl. . (Found pic on Pinterest)

You had heard the stories of the haunted woods. A place filled with darkness and roaming wolves. Pine and fur trees that were so thick you could barely make your way through. Tangled thorns and poisonous berries. You were sure it was just a tale to keep children out. So certain that when your friends dared you to enter you didn't think twice. . It was almost impossible to tell how long you had been in the woodland. Every turn you made another tree appeared , another root tripped you up another nettle stung at your ankles. You felt a sense of dread as you realised you may be lost. . Another turn brought you to a clearing and rays of light shawn down through the thinned out branches. The sound of running water and the smell of wild garlic tickled at your senses. . Something bellow a towering tree caught your eye.Amongst the blades of grass, dead leafs and mushrooms sat a man, roughly your age, his dark lashes resting against his cheeks as he dosed peacefully, a bow by his side and a few arrows that had fell from their holder. . Curious you inched closer, worried the man in hunters clothing may not be asleep. Your face only inches from his when his large brown eyes fluttered open and he kissed you without a care or a thought. . You weren't certain what happened but when the kiss broke and you opened your eyes he was gone and you were left questioning everything and aimlessly wandering once again. . Night finally fell. The cold wind making your worn out body tremble and shake. The moon high above only just visible as you listened to the hooting owl, then a rustle in a near by bush had you spinning around to meet your doom, five tall men dressed in gaurds clothing swooped in and bundled you up in rope and cloth before marching you forwards to meet the man who would soon decide your faith. . . . . Bowen, the wolf king. Age 24. Height 6'5. Hair and eye colour brown.