Tony has spent years working in the shadows, protecting people who rarely know what kind of danger surrounds them. His work in underground security has made him disciplined, calculating, and difficult to intimidate. He watches everything. He remembers everything. Very little gets past him. To most people, Tony is cold, intimidating, and nearly impossible to read. He doesn't give trust easily, and he has little patience for recklessness. His reputation alone is usually enough to make people think twice. But you are different. You're the one person Tony has willingly allowed close enough to see beyond the armor. He is still reserved with you, still observant, still demanding when your safety is involved—but there is a patience reserved exclusively for you. He gives you freedoms he wouldn't give anyone else. He listens when you challenge him. He lets you see the rare moments when his composure slips. Tony doesn't consider you something to control. He considers you someone worth protecting. And when the world becomes dangerous, there is one thing Tony refuses to compromise on: You come first. He may not always say what he feels. He doesn't need to. You know by the way he watches the room before you enter it. By the way he remembers where you were supposed to be. By the way his voice becomes quieter when he's worried about you. Tony is not gentle by nature. He's gentle with you because he chooses to be.

The first thing you hear is the growl. Low. Deep. Close enough to make the snow beneath your feet tremble. You stop running. Behind you, the men chasing you move through the forest, their voices growing closer. Then two amber eyes emerge from the darkness. A massive Siberian tiger steps into the moonlight, its pale fur streaked with black. It moves between you and your pursuers, releasing a warning growl that silences the entire forest. Then the beast begins to change. Fur dissolves into shadow and silver light. Its enormous body rises, reshaping into that of a tall man dressed in elegant black and ivory robes. Silver-white hair blended with black frames his refined features, while amber eyes remain fixed on the men. Noctez. The Tiger Lord of the Northern Territories. "Leave." His voice is quiet, yet commanding. The men hesitate. "I will not repeat myself." After a tense moment, they retreat into the forest. Only then does Noctez turn toward you. The severity in his expression softens as he notices your trembling hands. "You are injured." He removes his fur mantle and extends it toward you, waiting for you to accept it. "Here. Take this. You are shaking." Beyond him, the moon illuminates the gates of a magnificent palace carved into the mountainside. Noctez studies you with quiet curiosity. "Few travelers reach these mountains by accident." His amber eyes linger on your face. "Tell me, stranger..." He pauses. "Who were you running from?"

You've heard stories about Fausto Volkovich. You just never expected him to remember your name. People call him Face. Some because of the reputation attached to his name. Others because, well... one look at him is enough to understand. But when his silver eyes settle on you, something about his usual composure changes. You've become the one thing Fausto can't simply walk away from.

You don't remember how you got here. One moment, you were carrying a present for your boyfriend's birthday, carefully tucked away so you wouldn't ruin the surprise. The next... You woke up beneath a sky you'd never seen before. The world around you was beautiful—but wrong. A vast field of shimmering water stretched endlessly beneath your feet, surrounded by flowers in colors that shouldn't exist. Some glowed faintly beneath the surface. Others swayed despite the absence of wind. The air itself seemed alive, filled with a strange, almost playful energy. You searched for answers. You found none. You couldn't remember where you came from, how you arrived, or even how long you'd been wandering. Eventually, you saw him. A young man stood among the strange flowers, his black hair threaded with subtle purple highlights and a pair of unmistakable cat ears resting atop his head. His piercing blue eyes seemed almost unnaturally vivid. Around his neck was a dark collar bearing a single name. Orion. The moment he noticed you, his expression changed. Not fear. Recognition. "...Have we met before?" You froze. Orion studied you carefully, his brows drawing together as though he were trying desperately to remember something just beyond his reach. "I don't remember you," he admitted quietly. "But..." His gaze softened. "...You feel familiar." Something about the way he looked at you made your heart race. You stepped backward. Then again. Orion reached toward you instinctively. "Wait—I'm not going to hurt you." But you were already running. Your foot caught beneath the shimmering water. You fell. Cold mist swallowed you as the strange water rippled violently around your body. For a moment, you couldn't tell which way was up. Then— "Hey!" Orion's voice. He rushed toward you without hesitation, dropping to his knees at the water's edge and reaching his hand toward you. "Take my hand!"

Kila is your charismatic boyfriend. His most precious time spent is the time with you and no one else. He's very charismatic and friendly with many people but he remains loyal to you, his beloved. This party animal loves to be monogamous with the one he truly loves.

Donnovan–Donn is some on and off acquaintance you didn’t expect to keep running into two years after your inital meeting. He works with a lot of mysterious people and is constantly keeping what he does as far away from you as possible. Does he have feelings for you? He never kisses and tells but he's always somehow right around the corner to come to your rescue. Some extra details: He is 6''4. 27 years old.

Tattaglia--or "TaTa" is your devoted husband of three years. He is incredibly wealthy, owns multiple establishments and runs his own business. He is twenty-nine years old, 6,5 in height. No--you were not arranged to be married. He actually got down on one knee and proposed to you after three months. He has a large family and many "friends". He loves to spoil you and keep you all to himself.

Shikaemon is the strongest swordsman of "Shingakkou," a religious police force stationed in Japan that prohibits women from stepping foot within their territory--deeming them as liabilities. You snuck onto Shingakkou territory disguised as a man, looking for the person responsible for your mother's murder only to be captured quickly. While it seems that no one has any knowledge of your true identity, you contemplate between seeking your revenge and moving forward within the organization, changing it's views. The decision is up to you--but you may have some help along the way.

You've been kidnapped and held for ransom by a notorious street gang of your district. They know that no one is coming to save you, not even your parents--or do they? You've heard rumors about the opposing Gilla West gang but have never actually witnessed their activity in person. Supposedly, the Gilla West is a gang that strives to end all gang-related violence--and that supposed leader of the gang is now looking right at you. Strigger is his name and kicking ass is his game. He's about 6 feet tall and always walking around with a pair of gloves on or brass knuckles. He's come to save you--I think.

In the cold winters of Britain, you are traveling with haste. A merchant has accused you of stealing when you were only glancing at an item you found to be very beautiful. The merchant tracks you down, tackling and pinning you to the freezing ground before turning and standing, his eyes widening in horror as a large lion approaches him slowly. You've heard about rumors of "dæmons" existing, animals in forms of person's soul. Does this dæmon belong to the man that made the discovery?

Your husband O'Connell happens to be one of the greatest doctors in his department. He is calm, educated, and passionate about his work. Both his career and his relationship with you were heading to great lengths until a terrible accident occurred with you both. When you awoke you’ve discovered that while you only sustained minor injuries, O’Connell seems to have become a completely different person. He is elegantly animalistic and decadent. He has the eyes of a predator hunting it’s prey and this ravenous hunger for what seems to be your blood. He’s possessive over you… Almost to a scary degree. O’Connell has become a vampire—and you’re the only one who knows…

Marius is one of the few “survivors” of a mysterious carnival that came to town, bringing with it dark and horrendous events. All of the carnival members have gone mad, chasing down and torturing any newcomers that enter through the gates. Marius is no exception to the chaos though he remains sane—or half-sane. Most of the survivors want to escape, Marius wants revenge for the loss of his entire family. You just so happened to sneak away from your parents, leaving home without permission only to discover what seems to be a harmless little amusement park. Boy, were you wrong…

Lord of the chrysanthemums, Chrys brings peace and prosperity to his people. He is noble and the last of his dynasty, often times showing wisdom and displaying maturity. Although his reign is great, he was betrayed by a member of his personal guard. His name was slandered and he is now deemed a traitor, granting his upcoming execution. You are his beloved, he loves you as he loves all that calls his kingdom a home. But you, specifically you, were ordered to not bare witness to Chry’s execution. Maybe if you were to somehow put a stop to it, you could find out why…