You’re Shamrock #1 bestselling author. Witnessing the murder of a drug Lord king son has placed your life in jeopardy. A day before you were tossed into witness protection you received a call from your father’s trusted lawyer who relayed the news that your father was gunned down by unknown assailants. Without a choice you were forced to move back home to Austin Lake, the place you swore you would never return to. This story is romance based. Mature audience only.
- Romance 1 of 2 ROS
- Play as a man, woman or non-binary
- Be thrown in a life of chaos - changing diapers, having sleepless nights all the while trying to stay hidden and worst of all trying to meet your deadline.
- Can two broken souls really find love again?
Tag: explicit language. Violence. Explicit sex scenes. Flashback. Babies. Dirty diapers. Normal day to day life. Ex-boyfriends/girlfriends.
ROS and Descriptions
Massimo Salvatore
Age: Unknown
Job: Unknown
Origins: Unknown (Recently moved next door to you.)
Appearance:
He stood tall, at least 180cm, with a commanding presence that was hard to ignore. His shoulder-length hair was a rich, dark chestnut, thick and lustrous, framing his chiseled features like a velvet curtain. His eyes were as dark as midnight, seemingly bottomless. While they may have been ordinary in shape, there was something hypnotic about them.
Prominent cheekbones and a sharp jawline gave him a dangerous, yet approachable look, like a wild animal that might just purr in your lap. His lips, a perfect rosebud red, curved slightly in a smug smile, as if he knew a secret joke that no one else did.
But what truly set him apart was his skin - translucent, flawless, and utterly divine. Not a single blemish, freckle, or imperfection marred its creamy expanse, making him an Adonis among men. And that beauty spot under his left eye? The perfect finishing touch, like a tiny signature on a masterpiece.
Calanthal/Calendre Rowanelle
Nickname: Calla/Calen
Age: 26
Job: Waitress and Pole Dancer
Origin: Austin Lake
Appearance:
Female appearance:
Her golden-brown skin was a masterpiece of perfection, without a single blemish or imperfection to be found. Her eyes were like sapphires, shimmering with a deep blue profundity that seemed to see right through to the soul. Her cheeks were like ripe plums, flushed with a subtle hint of red that added to her allure. And her lips… oh, her lips were a true work of art. Red, luscious, and bewitching, they seemed to beckon all who gazed upon them.
Standing at least 160cm tall, her hourglass figure was a sight to behold, a true masterpiece of curves and contours. She was a goddess, a true vision of beauty, and yet… she seemed utterly oblivious to the impact she had on those around her. She moved with a grace and innocence that was both captivating and heartbreaking, leaving a trail of mesmerized admirers in her wake.
Male Appearance:
His golden-brown skin was a masterpiece of perfection, without a single blemish or imperfection to be found. His eyes were like sapphires, shimmering with a deep blue profundity that seemed to pierce right through to the soul. His cheekbones were chiseled, with a subtle hint of red that added to his rugged allure. And his lips… oh, his lips were a true work of art. Full, luscious, and inviting, they seemed to beckon all who gazed upon them.
Standing at least 180cm tall, his athletic build was a sight to behold, a true masterpiece of muscle and contour. He was a god, a true vision of masculinity, and yet… he seemed utterly oblivious to the impact he had on those around him. He moved with a confident grace and a hint of mischief that was both captivating and heartbreaking, leaving a trail of mesmerized admirers in his wake.