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Lyvie
The Way To My Heart Is Music.
- Joined
- Dec 30, 2024
- Location
- Louisiana.
An Introduction
Hello, I'm Lyvie, thanks for dropping in. Looking for a long-term partner or maybe more to write with. Take a look at my request thread then send me message if you want to get something going. I don't care who you are behind the computer, as long as we can get along and collaborate.
About Me & Expectations
-Roleplaying for 20 years.
-I'm fine writing in threads or a PM with a separate PM for ooc communication.
-I can write anywhere between 600 and 3,000 words, depending on several factors. I'm doing the opening post, moving the story along, descriptions and details, introductions of important characters. Now with dialogue posts may be a bit shorter but I aim to always bring a reply my partner will hopefully enjoy.
-Replies from me will be made a couple of times per week. I do not reply every day.
-I will only write on Bluemoon, nothing off-site. Same thing with communicating, in PMs. I don't have discord.
-I only play MxF with my main character as female, switch. I play any gender with side characters to help with the story.
-Third Person Perspective Preferred.
-I use realistic art or descriptions for my character references.
-I have writing samples if you want to see what I do.
You
-Replies a couple of times a week.
-Third Person Perspective.
-Be willing to write an opening post.
-Help move the story along.
-Communicate with me.
-Fine with doing at least two or three paragraphs.
-Can play a main male character along with side characters for the roleplay.
-Put in ideas, contribute to the story.
-Send me a PM if you are interested in writing together.
Don't(s)
-Be like, Hey Lyvie I read your request thread, the end. Here's mine and all the ideas I'm looking to do.
-Give me a message with no substance. If my pairings are interesting, tell me why. Got ideas for them? Great, let me know. There's always room to improve on the plots I have in place. If you can expand on them to make them better, talk to me about it. Ultimately, we're telling a story here and the best way to do that is tossing around ideas together.
-No sub men.
-Be passive aggressive/aggressive.
-Ask me for all smut and no story roleplays.
-Rush me to post.
-Offer any feedback or suggestions on what my characters or their bodies should look like.
Kinks
Above all else, first I am a storyteller. My aim will always be to tell a story. I don't write to just include pages upon pages of erotica and no semblance of a story. If you are looking for all sex and nothing else, I am not the partner for you. I'm all for sex between our characters, don't get me wrong, but at a good time and no rushing to get to it. I like it when characters have a rapport with one another. If your character does nothing to stand out in some way, mine more than likely will not be interested so yeah, that chemistry. The spark or connection, romance. An emotional bond, whatever. It could be antagonistic in the beginning, a mutual attraction, something developing over time, a will they won't they situation before they get down to rough, tear your clothes off, pounding or hate sex. Please do look at my F-list - Warning everything you need and want to know will be there. What is on my No list is non-negotiable though. Trying to talk me into doing them is an automatic deny.
Genres
Fandoms
I am willing to explore the world of a fandom, but I will not write for canon characters. Any character I make will be of my own creation. I'm open to hearing about other fandoms I've not listed here. Another note, while I am willing to write fandoms and have ideas based off concepts of them, I do not want to do anything that has already been established. Like the same story word for word.
Ideas
Plots
Disclaimer: Nearly all the plots are from the perspective of my character and are just a premise and an outline. If you're interested in any of these including the ones with a sort of pre-determined character, we can change or add what's needed to make it work.
Half-human creatures, the dark of the sea was their domain while the above belonged to the humans. They were mythical, the subject of many books and legends. Elusive and very much sought after to bring to light the truth of the fairytales they had long been depicted in. But humans did not seek out mermaids simply to satisfy their curiosity. No, their intentions were to study, dissect, and make trophies of them. With that, mermaids were hunted to near extinction. My character was young when she and her family were enslaved. To ensure her escape, they sacrificed themselves to be slaughtered while she watched and committed to her memory the man responsible for their deaths. He was a malicious man of the sea. Captain of his own vessel. A man obsessed with the hunt of mermaids by not only the wealthy but for his own depravity. Only the mermaid knows of his true self and what she will do going forward. The years she has spent hiding have made her bitter and fueled her thirst for revenge against not only the captain but all humans. She has been biding her time, though. Learning all she can about them, and the world they so casually destroy with their greed. She also has discovered her own viciousness of killing humans a long-held secret about consuming their blood. It allows her to transform her tail into legs to be able to walk among them. Now it is only the matter of entering their world, as one of them, to carry out her revenge against the man who took everything from her and damn anyone foolish enough to stand in her way.
While the world was being swept up into an unimaginable horror, my character, living in the comfort of her once prosperous town, has taken a secret to her metaphorical grave. Once a vibrant young woman, of noble blood, with plenty of marriage prospects, a peculiar malady has stricken her where she acts out of order, possessed even by an entity hell-bent on destruction which in turn could cost the woman what's left of her life. Due to the trauma, the woman has fallen in a deep coma from having the creature within wreaking havoc. The woman's father, a proud man once devoted to his faith has since become a disillusioned shell of his former self. In exhausting every avenue to help his daughter, he once again calls upon a power higher than him to help her and agents of said faith. What was supposed to have been a routine exorcism turns into something more heinous with the woman's father and the clergymen all murdered in the aftermath by the malevolent entity. It is during this time that she regains consciousness. The townsfolk are afraid of her and the church deems her too dangerous to live therefore ordering her public execution. My character simply just wants to live, to understand what has happened to her. Her counterpart, inside of her knows the secrets, she dares not speak out loud. That they both want the same thing: chaos.
Picking up the pieces following the war, my character, whoever she is, has joined one of the many caravans made up of seasoned veterans of battle. By order of the sovereign, these individuals are charged with delivering essentials to the villages on the borders that have been the most affected by the conflict. The task seems simple enough were it not for the threat of highwaymen, footpads, and all manner of degenerates coming in out of the shadows to use the trying time to their advantage. Mocked for appearing to have little to no battle experience, the reserved woman quietly keeps to herself often recording the events of the journey in a journal. All the caravans, small in numbers purposefully, each set out in different locations and at the end of the second day would reach the desired destination. With no incidents the first day, the caravan with the quiet woman, travels have not been marred by anything substantially dangerous. By noon of the final leg of the trip that all changes when their route is blocked by an elite group of highwaymen under the employment of an unknown benefactor. Attacking a caravan for the sake of procuring goods seems out of pocket but people have been killed for much less. Those in charge of it set about protecting it as well as their lives. The woman, thought to be some damsel, takes up arms too. She then finds herself separated from the others in her own personal fight with an opponent. The person is joined by several others and soon the odds are not in her favor. She knows that if for a moment she lets her guard down, they will overwhelm her. Claim her life, have her body, and prolong her death. Not willing to give her enemies the satisfaction, she decides to take matters into her own hands including her life. Whether she would live to tell the tale would be up to fate. Cornered on a cliffside, she jumps into the unforgiving waters of the craggy shore below. In a stroke of luck, she resurfaces under the watch of the others. A lone arrow then pierces her body. It is not enough to deter her and given the opportunity to preserve her existence, she swims away. When her body can no longer continue, she resigns to let fate once again intervene be it death or something else.
The madness wants what it wants and does not discriminate against whom it chooses. With the breakdown of peace talks at the Summit of Kings, my character learns that her father has been brutally slain by one of the others. Without a son to ascend the throne, the kingdom is left to the wolves and those involved in the murder are coming to collect. Never having a good relationship with her father, the princess has no voice among the many trying to preserve the legacy of the former king. To a certain degree, she does too. Not for her father but rather the land she was born on. To see it burned would be a fitting fate compared to having it fall in the hands of the venomous murderers. They close in with their armies as the council of elders mount a defense and in the event of a harsh outcome, prepare to use the princess as a bargaining chip to secure their lives and of course that of the people to a lesser extent. The princess, holding little experience in battle herself, nearly goes along with the ill-fated plan until a voice calls out to her. It implores her that if she wishes to be more than a pawn to come below the castle, to the catacombs. Apprehensively, she follows through with the summoning. Deep below, she finds the pathway riddled with the smell of death and decay. At the end of the way, she discovers a bloody sword trapped in mount of skulls. Fresh blood dripping from the steel. Where the weapon came from or how it even got there was unknown to her but upon taking hold of it, she is filled with strength and a new resolve. To the ones who have taken her lightly, she commands respect. Emboldened by her new weapon, she leads her kingdom into battle, turning the tides in her favor. However, not everything is as it seems, and this new power comes at a cost.
My character didn't need to be rescued. Well maybe a little in the sense of leaving the Podunk town where the only excitement, at least to her, came in the form of the customers she served as a saloon girl. At times they came a few, others in droves. All of them with their different stories loosened from their lips by the alcohol she gave them, her ability to listen to their problems, and for a few more coins, if they were charming, something extra on the side. This allowed her a momentary reprieve. To be connected to someone in that moment to not have to remember who she was underneath the façade of an ordinary worker. She once was a newcomer to the town with not a dime to her name. Only a hint of past that has her wanted for murder. Of course, this was years ago. Presently, she had a somewhat respectable life. No one would come knocking on her door to stir up trouble now, would they?
They had broken the treaty by invading the land. In the campaign, an immeasurable number of lives were lost and the ones who had somehow survived the massacre, mainly women, were enslaved and taken by ships across the sea. Among the captives, my character. Being held prisoner was in no comparison to having watched both her husband and young son be maimed right before her very eyes. Regardless of the intentions of the people responsible, they could break her no more than they already had in the destruction of her former life. The journey is long and difficult. Many of the captives succumb to injuries while the screams of others fill her ears. She remains confined in the lower bowels of the ship. When they reach land, she realizes freedom has long left her and the only way to move forward is navigate as an outsider with her life solely in the hands of another.
Even with a scholarship, college was still expensive as hell and my character couldn't rely on her frequently drunk father back home. School was the saving grace to get away from him. With debt mounting right alongside the bills, she makes the decision to take on a second job even with an already packed schedule. In her effort to go on the hunt for places hiring, she has a very sour encounter with a man that has her yelling at him afterwards before storming off because it's not like she would ever see him again. With a couple of prospects falling through, later, she receives a phone call from a potential job she had completely forgotten about putting in an application at. The store owner wants to schedule an interview for that afternoon. When she does meet the person in charge, she's shocked to learn that it is none other than the man she screamed at weeks prior. Fortunately for her, it seems he may not remember the incident or is a better person for ignoring it. Either way, she feels her chances are slim to none of getting the job but when he hires her, she is ultimately grateful to be given a chance. Working side by side with him after some time, my character begins to realize that she is starting to fall for him.
My character meets her husband in college. They are complete opposites but that's what makes their relationship click. They get married and move to a new city to be closer to his family since he has an aging parent. The first 2 years are great, but things start going bad when the husband's family start pressuring their son for a kid. She's not ready to become a mother yet and this causes tension. Their marriage is strained, and the husband starts to become distant. Rather than repair the damage between them, he throws himself into work and she does the same. He then tells her he must go on a business trip abroad and explains to my character his subordinate will be coming over to handle paperwork. In a moment of clarity, the pair decide to work on their marriage when he returns. Meanwhile, the subordinate is very different than her husband. The closer they become when he is doing his work, she realizes he is everything her husband is not. They have an affair. Both, however, feel guilty because the more they try to stop it, the more deeply they fall into it.
On the streets, her father was a feared man. He was the head of one of the five criminal organizations throughout the city. One who did not hesitate to put a bullet not between the eyes of the men who wronged him rather the families of said men and send the remains as a care package. Behind closed doors, to my character he was a decent man, a loving father who could do no wrong in her rose-colored eyes. She and her older brother have never wanted for anything that the man could not provide. At the sudden appearance of a new family, all hell breaks loose in which her father is murdered or as some might say justice being served for all the evil he has done. With her brother taking over the family, he will not act out of a need for revenge leaving my character burning with a need to bring those that wanted her father dead a quick end. She takes it upon herself to dive into the other families covertly to seek out clues leading her down a path of vengeance.
Hello, I'm Lyvie, thanks for dropping in. Looking for a long-term partner or maybe more to write with. Take a look at my request thread then send me message if you want to get something going. I don't care who you are behind the computer, as long as we can get along and collaborate.
About Me & Expectations
-Roleplaying for 20 years.
-I'm fine writing in threads or a PM with a separate PM for ooc communication.
-I can write anywhere between 600 and 3,000 words, depending on several factors. I'm doing the opening post, moving the story along, descriptions and details, introductions of important characters. Now with dialogue posts may be a bit shorter but I aim to always bring a reply my partner will hopefully enjoy.
-Replies from me will be made a couple of times per week. I do not reply every day.
-I will only write on Bluemoon, nothing off-site. Same thing with communicating, in PMs. I don't have discord.
-I only play MxF with my main character as female, switch. I play any gender with side characters to help with the story.
-Third Person Perspective Preferred.
-I use realistic art or descriptions for my character references.
-I have writing samples if you want to see what I do.
You
-Replies a couple of times a week.
-Third Person Perspective.
-Be willing to write an opening post.
-Help move the story along.
-Communicate with me.
-Fine with doing at least two or three paragraphs.
-Can play a main male character along with side characters for the roleplay.
-Put in ideas, contribute to the story.
-Send me a PM if you are interested in writing together.
Don't(s)
-Be like, Hey Lyvie I read your request thread, the end. Here's mine and all the ideas I'm looking to do.
-Give me a message with no substance. If my pairings are interesting, tell me why. Got ideas for them? Great, let me know. There's always room to improve on the plots I have in place. If you can expand on them to make them better, talk to me about it. Ultimately, we're telling a story here and the best way to do that is tossing around ideas together.
-No sub men.
-Be passive aggressive/aggressive.
-Ask me for all smut and no story roleplays.
-Rush me to post.
-Offer any feedback or suggestions on what my characters or their bodies should look like.
Kinks
Above all else, first I am a storyteller. My aim will always be to tell a story. I don't write to just include pages upon pages of erotica and no semblance of a story. If you are looking for all sex and nothing else, I am not the partner for you. I'm all for sex between our characters, don't get me wrong, but at a good time and no rushing to get to it. I like it when characters have a rapport with one another. If your character does nothing to stand out in some way, mine more than likely will not be interested so yeah, that chemistry. The spark or connection, romance. An emotional bond, whatever. It could be antagonistic in the beginning, a mutual attraction, something developing over time, a will they won't they situation before they get down to rough, tear your clothes off, pounding or hate sex. Please do look at my F-list - Warning everything you need and want to know will be there. What is on my No list is non-negotiable though. Trying to talk me into doing them is an automatic deny.
Genres
- Fantasy. It can include Modern, Dark, and Medieval.
- Sci-fi. Post Apocalyptic and Apocalyptic can be included.
- Superhero Fiction. People (Not Superman, Spiderman, Etc.) with unwanted powers dealing with either unwanted or embrace superhuman powers. Ostracized by society, forced to use said powers for morally gray circumstances or those who just want to see the world burn to ash.
- Action and Adventure. Exploration, Personal Journey.
- Supernatural. Horror elements can have a place here.
- Slice Of Life. High stakes involved in the modern world.
- Weird West. I have only done one roleplay about this, and I would like to do another one.
Fandoms
I am willing to explore the world of a fandom, but I will not write for canon characters. Any character I make will be of my own creation. I'm open to hearing about other fandoms I've not listed here. Another note, while I am willing to write fandoms and have ideas based off concepts of them, I do not want to do anything that has already been established. Like the same story word for word.
- Final Fantasy: VII, X, and XV. Maybe XVI, the concept was decent but fell short for me.
- Xenoblade Chronicles 3
- Tales Of: Arise, Berseria
- The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel I-V, Zero, Azure (all characters will be 18+, nothing underage)
- Lost Odyssey
- Xenogears
- The World of Nier
- Game of Thrones. Believe it or not, even though I have the first season and book, I haven't read the book beyond a few pages and three episodes of the series because it was ruined for me. I do however like the concept of kings and queens battling it out for the one throne to rule all.
- The Wheel of Time. Not the Prime series.
- The Mead Mishaps Series. Ask me about them.
- Gladiator. The Russell Crowe movie.
- Conan The Barbarian. The 1982 movie to be clear.
- Gantz. The manga not the anime.
- The Ancient Magus' Bride.
- Yakuza Series.
- The Northman
Ideas
- Two heirs of different yakuza/organized crime families
- A drifter x Mysterious traveling companion wanted by the law and military
- Arranged Marriage. Antagonistic initially, between different races. Or a marriage of convenience
- Witch x Religious Knight
- Former Noblewoman turned brothel worker x Captain of the Imperial Guard
- She-wolf Woman x Hunter of a prestigious family.
- Think of Red Riding Hood wolf/human concept only more mature with the roles reverse with 'the wolf' being female and cursed by some form of magic to share a secondary(human) form and the human (Red for lack of a better word) a male hunter after her and all other wolves alike.
- Career-Driven Co-worker x Charming Playgirl
- Second-in-command of organized crime; Mafia, Yakuza, etc. x Café Owner
- Princess x Knight. Could be formerly, of the throne
- Queen x King. Can be of different races or just plain humans. Can also work as Princess and Prince.
- Possessed Person x Monster Hunter
- College student, part-time worker x middle-aged Boss
- Seasoned Musician x Struggling Singer
- Corsair x Villager
- Those with superhuman powers. A good versus bad thing. Anti-heroes. Trying to survive.
- The enemies to lovers trope
- Victim saved from an attack x Patrolman
- Two travelers. One needing help on the road, the other vowing to never let another person die on their watch.
- The Lady of the Manor x Non-traditional Butler
- Bodyguard x Social Media Darling. Opposites attract.
- Mermaid x Seafarer
- Saloon Girl x Gunslinger
- They used to be something until she went away, and he stayed in their humdrum town but after a couple of years, she came back just not what she was before. He's different too. Despite this, there's still something between them.
- In a world torn apart by madness, survival has become just that much harder, and trust is fleeting. She is a survivor who comes across the first other survivor she's seen in months only he robs her of her supplies leaving her for dead. Now she is on a quest to find the man who has problems of his own.
- Adventurer-Warrior x Companion
- Courtesan x Wealthy Client
- Prince cursed by a deep sleep x Swordswoman, Noble.
- Think of a somewhat loosely based concept of Sleeping Beauty just with roles reversed and not your Disney kind of story.
Plots
Disclaimer: Nearly all the plots are from the perspective of my character and are just a premise and an outline. If you're interested in any of these including the ones with a sort of pre-determined character, we can change or add what's needed to make it work.
Half-human creatures, the dark of the sea was their domain while the above belonged to the humans. They were mythical, the subject of many books and legends. Elusive and very much sought after to bring to light the truth of the fairytales they had long been depicted in. But humans did not seek out mermaids simply to satisfy their curiosity. No, their intentions were to study, dissect, and make trophies of them. With that, mermaids were hunted to near extinction. My character was young when she and her family were enslaved. To ensure her escape, they sacrificed themselves to be slaughtered while she watched and committed to her memory the man responsible for their deaths. He was a malicious man of the sea. Captain of his own vessel. A man obsessed with the hunt of mermaids by not only the wealthy but for his own depravity. Only the mermaid knows of his true self and what she will do going forward. The years she has spent hiding have made her bitter and fueled her thirst for revenge against not only the captain but all humans. She has been biding her time, though. Learning all she can about them, and the world they so casually destroy with their greed. She also has discovered her own viciousness of killing humans a long-held secret about consuming their blood. It allows her to transform her tail into legs to be able to walk among them. Now it is only the matter of entering their world, as one of them, to carry out her revenge against the man who took everything from her and damn anyone foolish enough to stand in her way.
While the world was being swept up into an unimaginable horror, my character, living in the comfort of her once prosperous town, has taken a secret to her metaphorical grave. Once a vibrant young woman, of noble blood, with plenty of marriage prospects, a peculiar malady has stricken her where she acts out of order, possessed even by an entity hell-bent on destruction which in turn could cost the woman what's left of her life. Due to the trauma, the woman has fallen in a deep coma from having the creature within wreaking havoc. The woman's father, a proud man once devoted to his faith has since become a disillusioned shell of his former self. In exhausting every avenue to help his daughter, he once again calls upon a power higher than him to help her and agents of said faith. What was supposed to have been a routine exorcism turns into something more heinous with the woman's father and the clergymen all murdered in the aftermath by the malevolent entity. It is during this time that she regains consciousness. The townsfolk are afraid of her and the church deems her too dangerous to live therefore ordering her public execution. My character simply just wants to live, to understand what has happened to her. Her counterpart, inside of her knows the secrets, she dares not speak out loud. That they both want the same thing: chaos.
Picking up the pieces following the war, my character, whoever she is, has joined one of the many caravans made up of seasoned veterans of battle. By order of the sovereign, these individuals are charged with delivering essentials to the villages on the borders that have been the most affected by the conflict. The task seems simple enough were it not for the threat of highwaymen, footpads, and all manner of degenerates coming in out of the shadows to use the trying time to their advantage. Mocked for appearing to have little to no battle experience, the reserved woman quietly keeps to herself often recording the events of the journey in a journal. All the caravans, small in numbers purposefully, each set out in different locations and at the end of the second day would reach the desired destination. With no incidents the first day, the caravan with the quiet woman, travels have not been marred by anything substantially dangerous. By noon of the final leg of the trip that all changes when their route is blocked by an elite group of highwaymen under the employment of an unknown benefactor. Attacking a caravan for the sake of procuring goods seems out of pocket but people have been killed for much less. Those in charge of it set about protecting it as well as their lives. The woman, thought to be some damsel, takes up arms too. She then finds herself separated from the others in her own personal fight with an opponent. The person is joined by several others and soon the odds are not in her favor. She knows that if for a moment she lets her guard down, they will overwhelm her. Claim her life, have her body, and prolong her death. Not willing to give her enemies the satisfaction, she decides to take matters into her own hands including her life. Whether she would live to tell the tale would be up to fate. Cornered on a cliffside, she jumps into the unforgiving waters of the craggy shore below. In a stroke of luck, she resurfaces under the watch of the others. A lone arrow then pierces her body. It is not enough to deter her and given the opportunity to preserve her existence, she swims away. When her body can no longer continue, she resigns to let fate once again intervene be it death or something else.
The madness wants what it wants and does not discriminate against whom it chooses. With the breakdown of peace talks at the Summit of Kings, my character learns that her father has been brutally slain by one of the others. Without a son to ascend the throne, the kingdom is left to the wolves and those involved in the murder are coming to collect. Never having a good relationship with her father, the princess has no voice among the many trying to preserve the legacy of the former king. To a certain degree, she does too. Not for her father but rather the land she was born on. To see it burned would be a fitting fate compared to having it fall in the hands of the venomous murderers. They close in with their armies as the council of elders mount a defense and in the event of a harsh outcome, prepare to use the princess as a bargaining chip to secure their lives and of course that of the people to a lesser extent. The princess, holding little experience in battle herself, nearly goes along with the ill-fated plan until a voice calls out to her. It implores her that if she wishes to be more than a pawn to come below the castle, to the catacombs. Apprehensively, she follows through with the summoning. Deep below, she finds the pathway riddled with the smell of death and decay. At the end of the way, she discovers a bloody sword trapped in mount of skulls. Fresh blood dripping from the steel. Where the weapon came from or how it even got there was unknown to her but upon taking hold of it, she is filled with strength and a new resolve. To the ones who have taken her lightly, she commands respect. Emboldened by her new weapon, she leads her kingdom into battle, turning the tides in her favor. However, not everything is as it seems, and this new power comes at a cost.
My character didn't need to be rescued. Well maybe a little in the sense of leaving the Podunk town where the only excitement, at least to her, came in the form of the customers she served as a saloon girl. At times they came a few, others in droves. All of them with their different stories loosened from their lips by the alcohol she gave them, her ability to listen to their problems, and for a few more coins, if they were charming, something extra on the side. This allowed her a momentary reprieve. To be connected to someone in that moment to not have to remember who she was underneath the façade of an ordinary worker. She once was a newcomer to the town with not a dime to her name. Only a hint of past that has her wanted for murder. Of course, this was years ago. Presently, she had a somewhat respectable life. No one would come knocking on her door to stir up trouble now, would they?
They had broken the treaty by invading the land. In the campaign, an immeasurable number of lives were lost and the ones who had somehow survived the massacre, mainly women, were enslaved and taken by ships across the sea. Among the captives, my character. Being held prisoner was in no comparison to having watched both her husband and young son be maimed right before her very eyes. Regardless of the intentions of the people responsible, they could break her no more than they already had in the destruction of her former life. The journey is long and difficult. Many of the captives succumb to injuries while the screams of others fill her ears. She remains confined in the lower bowels of the ship. When they reach land, she realizes freedom has long left her and the only way to move forward is navigate as an outsider with her life solely in the hands of another.
Even with a scholarship, college was still expensive as hell and my character couldn't rely on her frequently drunk father back home. School was the saving grace to get away from him. With debt mounting right alongside the bills, she makes the decision to take on a second job even with an already packed schedule. In her effort to go on the hunt for places hiring, she has a very sour encounter with a man that has her yelling at him afterwards before storming off because it's not like she would ever see him again. With a couple of prospects falling through, later, she receives a phone call from a potential job she had completely forgotten about putting in an application at. The store owner wants to schedule an interview for that afternoon. When she does meet the person in charge, she's shocked to learn that it is none other than the man she screamed at weeks prior. Fortunately for her, it seems he may not remember the incident or is a better person for ignoring it. Either way, she feels her chances are slim to none of getting the job but when he hires her, she is ultimately grateful to be given a chance. Working side by side with him after some time, my character begins to realize that she is starting to fall for him.
My character meets her husband in college. They are complete opposites but that's what makes their relationship click. They get married and move to a new city to be closer to his family since he has an aging parent. The first 2 years are great, but things start going bad when the husband's family start pressuring their son for a kid. She's not ready to become a mother yet and this causes tension. Their marriage is strained, and the husband starts to become distant. Rather than repair the damage between them, he throws himself into work and she does the same. He then tells her he must go on a business trip abroad and explains to my character his subordinate will be coming over to handle paperwork. In a moment of clarity, the pair decide to work on their marriage when he returns. Meanwhile, the subordinate is very different than her husband. The closer they become when he is doing his work, she realizes he is everything her husband is not. They have an affair. Both, however, feel guilty because the more they try to stop it, the more deeply they fall into it.
On the streets, her father was a feared man. He was the head of one of the five criminal organizations throughout the city. One who did not hesitate to put a bullet not between the eyes of the men who wronged him rather the families of said men and send the remains as a care package. Behind closed doors, to my character he was a decent man, a loving father who could do no wrong in her rose-colored eyes. She and her older brother have never wanted for anything that the man could not provide. At the sudden appearance of a new family, all hell breaks loose in which her father is murdered or as some might say justice being served for all the evil he has done. With her brother taking over the family, he will not act out of a need for revenge leaving my character burning with a need to bring those that wanted her father dead a quick end. She takes it upon herself to dive into the other families covertly to seek out clues leading her down a path of vengeance.