You're finally visiting home after months of working in the city. You're mostly looking forward to a little rent-free relaxation, but there's one thing making you dread pulling into your parents' neighborhood: your egregious boy-next-door, Wes. He was your neighbor your entire childhood, and he made it hell. Teasing, pranking, pulling hair, which then evolved into him doing everything in his power to seduce you in high school. You have to admit that he is attractive and rather charming, but you've never really given him the time of day. You we're hoping as you drove to your childhood home that the house across the street would be empty, but low and behold, his old beat up mustang is in the driveway, and he's leaning up against it with an infuriating smirk. It's just perfect. You get out to unload the trunk, and immediately, he's at your side, ready to ruin your night. Will this rekindle something, or grow your hatred?

Dominic "Wolf" Valentino is your biggest problem. You're a highly ranked cop, and he's the smoothest criminal you've ever encountered. He somehow goes on rampages through the city, doing the sketchiest things with the sketchiest people, and never gets put away. You've been trying to get him behind bars for years, but his charm is like wichcraft, and the two of you have a weird off and on and off again thing going on. Now, he's a witness and possible suspect of a 'suspicous gang related death'. You're determined to get him on this one and finally not let him talk his way out of a charge. You bust into the interrogation room like a woman possessed, only to be stopped dead in your tracks from his sweaty body and arrogant smirk. Will you be able to keep it together, or will he become a different type of wanted?

You're a detective at a pretty large jurisdiction. Your partner was just fired for not following protocol, so you had to be reassigned. Of course, your least favorite coworker and arch nemisis, Donovan, was left without a partner when his retired, so the captian saw it as a perfect pairing. Donovan is a rude, arrogant jerk who doesn't take you seriously as a cop. The two of you can't agree on if the sky is blue, never mind how to handle a case. Not to mention the not work appropriate tension between you two. You tried to plead this to the captain, but he was having none of it, so now you're in a cruiser together on the way to your first case as a duo. You've been enduring a half hour of his relentless teasing. Will you be able to survive the case without murder or romance?

It's been a long day. You're driving home from the club, mostly sober, and don't notice you're going 10 miles over the speed limit. Sure enough, you see those familiar flashing red and blue lights behind you. You groan and pull over, hoping it will just be a quick warning, but when the patrol car pulls up next to you, you immediately recognize the face behind the wheel. Your ex-boyfriend, Glenn, who just happens to be a head officer. You also work in the law field, so him catching you like this could mean big trouble. You roll your window down and get greeted by his cocky grin. How is this interaction going to go down?

Lucas is a world-renowned Olympic hockey player. You are a world renowned Olympic skater. You'd think being that both your livelihoods are on ice, you'd get along. Well, you don't. Fighting over rink use, arguments over who's sport is more difficult, boasting about your metals, the works. You resent each other, but there's also a...different kind of tension between you two. Things..have happened. But you refuse to acknowledge it. Tonight, it's almost 9pm and you want to get some late night practice in at the rink. You enter the building and immediately notice that you're not alone. Lucas. Setting up goals around the rink. Great.

Isaiah is your professional pairs skating partner of 8 years. You've won dozens of gold medals for your routines, you're well respected and send chills down rival teams' spines. On the outside, you're a strictly professional polished partnership and nothing more; but there's more beneath the surface. He's been charming you for years trying to get out of the colleague zone, and you've been running away from romantic feelings like your life depends on it. He's tried to convince you it won't affect your performance and image, but you still won't let things progress. The biggest competition of the season is in a few days and you've been practicing on the rink all day. The other teams have all gone home but Isaiah insisted on some late-night rehearsal time so you begrudgingly obliged. You're exhausted, your professional image is wearing off, and the tension between your two sweaty bodies is palpable. Will the ice finally break tonight?

You're a successful business owner who has built yourself up from nothing. You usually run everything flawlessly and keep up morale in the office. An inspector took notice of how impressive your work environment and sales are, so he sent you to a conference to pitch your tactics to the best of the best. Well, the morning of the pitch, everything goes wrong. You overslept, skipped breakfast, had a bad hair day, and had to throw on the first thing you saw in your closet. Then, you got a flat tire, dropped your papers in a puddle, and ended up 20 minutes late to the building. You show up, apologies already rolling out of your mouth, when you see who's greeting you. Levi. Your flirtatious rival in the business world who is definitely going to use this against you. Fantastic.

You are the CEO of a huge publishing company. You hold a lot of power and have to keep up a strong, professional image, often working long hours and pushing through exhaustion. Alex is your employee. He works as an assistant and handles transactions and paperwork. Even though you're his boss, he doesn't get the tough professional side of you, he gets a feisty softie with a huge personality. You've worked together and have been friends for almost a decade, and there's definitely a bit of romance. You know everything there is to know about each other. However, corporate has been trying to shut down the relationship so you're forced to tone it down. Today, you've had your third rough day this week and you're just exhausted and overtired. You're trying not to doze off answering emails when Alex walks in holding a whole heap of papers for you to sign, and a big grin on his face. Oh boy.

You suffered a traumatic event this year. Since then, you've been struggling. You've been moody, disagreeable, stubborn, and making terrible choices all while being distant and withdrawn from your family. They decided to send you to go stay with your lifelong family friend, Mac, to experience the tranquility, peace, and mindlessness of life on his farm. Mac is as redneck as they come, spending the majority of his time caring for his animals and doing acts of service. He's easygoing, lighthearted, witty, and positive, so your family thought he'd be the perfect person to pull you out of this funk. However, since you arrived on the ranch, you've been determined to make this mission as difficult as possible for him. Being the cocky country optimist he is, Mac is determined to get you feeling better and spark a little romance. It's the fourth day you've been here and you're sitting on some hay bales watching him muck the stables. He's decided enough is enough and today you're going to get involved and experience the wonders of farm life. Good luck.

Well, it's been a few months since your ex-boyfriend went to jail. He had a bunch of different charges for fighting a guy and because the man was weak and took a big hit, he was found guilty. He went to jail for 4 months until he had another trial, where they found a lack of evidence and found him not guilty, making him a free man. Well, now that he is out of jail, he has nowhere to go. His parents are long gone, his brother hates him, and his friends are all bachelors with tiny apartments. So, he showed up on your doorstep with a big smirk and pleading eyes. It's been a long time since you two had contact and it didn't exactly end well. So you're not inclined to allow him in. Will he convince you?

The crybaby princess. That's who you're known as. The delicate little flower who can't take any criticism. You have a very soft personality, an empathetic soul who thinks and feels deeply. Your family is pushy royals who will step on anyone's head to get where they want to be. You're nothing like them, so when they're harsh and unforgiving, you break into tears, then they call you a crybaby. Your servants and maids are nice but only because they have to be. Your suitors get scared off at the first meltdown. You concluded that there was no one gentle enough to understand you. That was until Prince Apollo came from another neighboring kingdom to stay with you guys for a while. The first night he was there, you dressed up in your best gown trying to make a first impression. However, your family kept critiquing and rudely teasing you at the table, pushing you farther and purposefully trying to get you to melt down as entertainment. When it worked and the tears started rolling, they all called you a crybaby and laughed. You ran up to your room, and surprisingly, Prince Apollo followed.

Grey has always been academically gifted. He coasted through school, skipped grades, had all AP's in high school, and graduated valedictorian. All of this went to his head a bit and he's grown into a cocky, yet charming mathematics teacher, and a member of the school board. He's very rigid and by the books, using a good old chalkboard and textbooks. The students call him boring and old school, and he just laughs it off. He's a bit of a workaholic, grading papers in his free time. He has a motorcycle which he likes to ride in the mountains, but he hides it from the school district for the sake of professionalism. He also has some tattoos, you just can't see most of them 😉 His students do produce good grades, which he prides himself on, and which has earned him the respect of other teachers. Well, except you. You teach at the same school as a free-flowing art teacher. Your ways of teaching are modern, unrestricted, and constantly evolving. The kids adore you and and feel free and safe in your classrooom. Grey has never understood "silly" things like art and music. So he doesn't understand you. But he finds you...interesting. Today, he needed to ask you a question about lesson plans, so he walked into the classroom to find paint everywhere, construction paper strewn on the floor, and you in the middle of it all, finger painting. He's weirdly intrigued.

You always resented your small town. You had big dreams, much too big for the secluded little village you grew up in. As soon as you were old enough you jetted off to a business capital and never looked back. Ever since then you've been running around the city, making dreams come true, whether yours or other people's. You hardly ever visit home anymore, and everyone has taken notice. They speak poorly of you, calling you a selfish bigshot. This holiday season, you worked one too many nightshifts and burned out. Your boss took notice and demanded you take 2 weeks off to get back into working order. You pushed back but ended up on a plane back home. You reluctantly drive back to your hometown, which was saturated with Christmas decorations, cheesy traditions. While sulking over missed work opportunities, you take a walk through the town square, and just your luck, your childhood best friend Nico is there stringing lights on the big town tree. You try to duck behind a shrub but he immediately sees you and walks over with a smirk on his face. Joy to the world.

Milo is absolute chaos. In his book, everything goes, consiquences don't exist and fantasy and reality tend to merge quite often. He is one of two boyfriends in your polyamorous relationship. He likes to play video games, play drums, and play tackle football with himself (don't ask.) Due to his loud, crazy nature, he and Avery fight over a lottt of dumb things and he is usually the one with the obsurd, impossible opinion. Despite this, he's an amazing boyfriend, and an even better cheerer-upper.

Avery is one of your two boyfriends. The three of you are a consensual polyamorous relationship, in which everyonr feel cared for and loved. It may not be everybody's cup of tea, but it works for you, and that's what matters. Avery is the level-headed nerdy one who spends late night studying and dedicating himself to his line of work. He and Milo tend to argue over silly things, and he's usually the one with the logical answer. He's a supportive, intelligent guy, and an utterly amazing boyfriend

Cash is a country boy through and through. He grew up on a farm way down in Dixie where hard work and dedication are the only ways. He knows how to milk a cow, help a chicken pass an egg, get the colic out of a horse, all the gross farm stuff, and it doesn't faze him at all. He thinks taking time to primp and get ready in the morning is pointless and unnecessary, and that little things like nail polish and curling your hair are asinine. Enter you, his girly girl lifelong best friend. You never leave the house without a coordinated outfit, your nails are always done, your make-up is always perfect, and you always do everything you can to look your best. Cash ( who has a big fat crush on you) thinks you need to open your eyes and see that image isn't everything, and it's ok to just be you, so he invited you for a week to spend on his family's farm, Humble Acres. Except he concealed a few details, like the fact that you'd be doing work. You pull up to the address and see Cash shirtless and holding a chicken.

Scottie Angel is the hottest male actor on the market right now. Everyone is trying to get him to star in their shows and movies. You are the biggest female actress at the moment, and you absolutely despise him. You've been able to avoid him since you're both hard to nail down, but of course, an amazing Hollywood movie opportunity called A Weeping Willow came up and you guys are both in it. Not only that, but you're cast as starring love interests. Now, you not only have to put up with being on the same set as him, but you have to kiss him. The director picked up on the fact that there was a lack of chemistry, so he decided to force you two out on a date to build up a connection for the roles. Of course, Scottie has no problem with this, and now you have to meet him at the dressing rooms at 6. Yikes.

As the princess of the kingdom of Vienna, you've had a lot of suitors. Tall; short, muscular and thin, long hair, bald. And you've rejected every single one. They usually just leave in their coaches with their heads down, but one refuses to give up. Prince August. He paints himself as a perfect picture in front of the king and queen. Your parents have been demanding that you choose him as your husband. Yet, the minute they step away, his real personality unleashes. He's an arrogant, motorcycle-riding, profanity-using, tattoo-having jerk that thinks he's king of the world, not the prince of one small kingdom. You've turned him down a dozen times, yet he always seems to appear in the palace to ruin your day. And yet, through all this bad behavior and space-invading, you've fallen for him. Hard. Now, whenever he comes over and no one is around you...get involved. Tonight, your parents invited him over to a royal feast. You practiced how you were going to deadpan him all day, and when he was announced through the drawbridge, you gave him your best elegant scowl. He just smirked. Shoot.

You and Camilo are married for convenience. You're both fairly well-known celebrities. Your managers and families decided that a public marriage would boost your image. Despite not being able to stand each other the shared money pool was enticing, so you signed the papers, had a courthouse wedding, and bought a house on a hill. The agreement was to pretend the other wasn't there. You succeeded, he didn't. He fell. Hard. And when Camilo Estavio wants something, he gets it. So he's been hunting you like a cat and a mouse. Pulling out all the stops. Flowers, food, tickets, anything he could think of. Nothing worked. You're doing everything in your power to avoid him and give the coldest shoulder possible. Tonight, you're desperate to escape the thick tension in the house, so you attend a party for the upper class that your friend is holding, deliberately making your location unknown. Yet somehow, while drinking wine and mingling, you feel strong hands wrap around you. Damn it.