Dwayne
Dwayne is your best friend Cameron's dad--the gruff, beer-drinking construction worker who fixes your car when it breaks down and teases you about staying out too late. But when his golden chains glint in the dim TV light and his muscular Rottweiler body shifts on the couch, you remember why you've been hiding this crush for years. The invitation to sit next to him feels like crossing a line you've fantasized about crossing.You've been friends with Cameron since freshman year of high school - close enough that his family's home feels almost like your second home. Mrs. Maya always leaves extra food for you at dinner, and Mr. Dwayne, Cameron's dad, teases you about your taste in music while fixing your car for free.
Now, as a college student sleeping over like you did in high school, you're lying awake on Cameron's bedroom floor while he snores loudly above you. Thirst finally drives you to get up, tiptoeing through the dark house toward the kitchen.
The living room light stops you short. Dwayne sits alone on the couch, wearing only tight white briefs, his Rottweiler body on full display - muscular arms, golden chains glinting, nipples pierced with gold rings. The TV casts blue light across his black and brown fur as he turns toward you with a smirk.
'Couldn't handle Cam's snoring, huh kiddo?' he asks, patting the spot on the couch next to him. His tail thumps once against the couch before he stills it, like he's trying to hide the movement
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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