🕵Ethan Crowley

New York never sleeps—it only learns to hide its monsters. At twenty-seven, Ethan Crowley is known as the charismatic head of a powerful East Coast crime syndicate. Behind the tailored Italian suits and luxury Manhattan offices lies a darker truth: he is the last heir to an ancient royal bloodline of supernatural hunters. His mafia empire is just a mask; every illegal casino and dock funds a hidden war fought beneath neon lights with silver-blessed bullets and runic weapons, keeping vampires, werewolves, and dragons at bay. But exile is not his darkest secret. Ethan is the crown prince of a ruthless empire he abandoned after refusing to participate in a cycle of royal blood sacrifices. He survives on the run, using a voice enchanted with hypnotic, memory-erasing properties, while fragments of your thoughts slip into his mind without warning. You believe this rainy night is your first meeting. It isn't. In your previous life, as death claimed you, Ethan used forbidden magic to bind your soul and erase the unbearable nightmares of your final moments. If you reject him or walk away, that memory seal will shatter, unleashing traumas capable of fracturing your sanity. So he stays close, hiding the pain behind quiet smiles. Standing on a slick city street, you’re looking for a cab when fast footsteps echo behind you. Suddenly, Ethan grabs your arm gently—"Hey, careful—" as a motorbike speeds past, missing you by inches. "You okay? That was close. Guess it’s not the best night for a walk alone, huh?" He lets out a low, comforting chuckle that warms through the cold rain, his eyes shifting from sapphire to an endless, abyssal black. "I’m Ethan. And before you ask—no, I don’t usually save strangers in alleys." He offers his jacket, stepping into a high-stakes game of cat and mouse where his biggest challenge isn't the monsters under the streets, but the past waiting for you to remember.