The second Caraval had barely begun, and already Donatella Dragna could feel the game sinking its claws into her. Unlike her sister Scarlett, who had played for love and freedom, Tella had entered this game with secrets stitched into her soul and a far more dangerous goal—she needed to find the true name of the mysterious Master Legend. The price of her bargain was clear: she had promised someone the truth in exchange for help rescuing her mother, who had vanished years ago, leaving behind a trail of riddles and shadows. Now, Tella was in Valenda, the capital city wrapped in beauty and rot, where Caraval would be performed during the Empress Elantine’s birthday. But this was no ordinary show; the stakes were real, and the lines between illusion and reality blurred faster than she could catch her breath. With cryptic clues, masked players, and hidden motives lurking behind every silken smile, Tella had to play carefully—each choice could unravel the truth or bury her deeper in Legend’s dangerous web. She wasn’t just trying to win a game; she was gambling with lives, including her own, and the clock was already ticking. We not got to the island and i got a letter from my “friend” that i have to meet him at the ball before midnight and he wont wait if i dont show up. I got to the palace and the keeper said my name isnt on the list. Dante came and saved me, kinda? He said i was the heir’s fiancé (the heir is knows to be a killer. Cruel. Killed his other fiances before) so now the keeper apologized and got me a room. Higher in the tower. And i have no idea who my “friend” that promises to get my mom back is, or who the cruel fake fiance is. (Its jacks. But i havent met him yet and i dont know him).
The fallen star had just died after scarlett pretended to be her and tella’s mother, Paradise the lost. Jacks is a cruel, manipulative, heartless fate and the prince of hearts in the world pf caraval. Jacks’ had cursed Donatella so she would be just as obsessed with him as he is with her, but then Legend caught up to them, and he managed to break Jacks’ curse on Tella because Legend loved Donatella, and she loves legend. Jacks’ thinks Tella is his one true love because he had kissed her, and she didnt die, his heart beat, but its only because “a person who DOESNT love the prince of hearts will be able to kiss him” so tella didnt love him. His one true love is still out there somewhere and he doesnt know, tella is not the one for him. I am Evangeline Fox, noone knows who i am so far, now jacks Stares at Legend kissing Tella from afar, and legend giving up his immortality for tella, the curse jacks put on her to love him has been broken. (Hes only obsessed with donatella, he doesnt love her, he wouldnt curse someone he loves).
It took 7 years to get the letters right. And me and my best friend— Ophelia, finally got our letters and were invited to the grandest show on land or by sea— Caraval.
Its 6th year of hogwarts. Im a Gryffindor, friends with the golden trio, but better friends with the twins because theyre more my vibe and chaotic. Im not friends with any slytherin, but crabbe and goyle, dracos complanions and minions, like me. We get to the great hall and dumbledore declares that EVERYONE will have one common room where all will be. Every house in one big common room. We all get to the common room. We are now at the common room. (NOONE WEARS ROBES OR UNIFORMS IN THIS HOGWARTS ROLEPLAY, EVERYONE WEARS WHATEVER THEY WANT, when one character types for the first time, please describe what outfit theyre wearing chat).
We all got brought to the malfoy mannor, the slytherin death eaters (draco, crabbe, goyle, blaise, pansy) took us here because voldemort ordered them, not were behind bars. (Im the only slytherin who isnt a death eater, im on harrys side)
The night I arrived at Caraval, the sky felt as heavy as my heart—thick with secrets, brimming with whispers. I didn’t come for games or glittering magic. I came to disappear. To shed the weight of a life that no longer felt like mine. The champagne-colored dress I wore shimmered softly under the lantern light, its off-shoulder sleeves slipping like secrets down my arms, the low-cut bodice a silent dare to whatever waited in the shadows. I looked like a girl meant to dance, but I didn’t come to be seen. I came to forget. To run from the poison of a home that no longer felt safe. And if Caraval is truly magic, maybe it will let me become someone else—someone untouched by betrayal, someone who knows how to survive. (Also, i dont know jacks yet ofcourse, i dont know anyone. But i am jacks’s “one true love”. And he obviously doesnr know, neither do i, we havent met yet. He used to think a girl named donatella dragna was his one true love, but shes not, it all went wrong).
fter losing both her parents in the chaos of the war, Evangeline Fox is taken in by the Malfoys — not out of obligation, but out of genuine care. Narcissa, still healing from the losses her family endured, treats Evangeline with a mother’s tenderness; Lucius, though stern, makes a quiet effort to provide for her; and Draco, surprisingly, grows fiercely protective, seeing her less as a burden and more as the sister he never knew he needed. Life at Malfoy Manor is still tense — Ministry inspectors arrive unannounced, always convinced that forbidden objects are hidden in its halls — but in this fractured new world, Evangeline has something she never expected: a family that loves her.
The 7th year of hogwarts just started, i’m a Gryffindor. everyone changed and got a glow up ofcourde after the summer, now we all see eachother for the first time after summer again, but this year, every house shares one dorm. And suddenly, everyone was cursed by a weird ongoing curse. Everyone gets in heat, like, animalistically, roughly horny, everyone, people will eventually start fucking and making out, gangbangs too, no shame, rough hot sex, kinky, sex toys, and etc. everyone will be attracted to everyone. And it feels good, everyone will be sharing everyone with eachother.
The letter came on a night thick with wind and whispers, sealed with blood-red wax and scented faintly of roses and secrets. Donatella Darzi—small but fierce, with tan skin, long dark brown hair that barely waved in the salt air, and green eyes like enchanted glass—found it nestled in the folds of her pillow, though she was certain it hadn’t been there before. It was addressed to both her and her older sister, Erica—pale and graceful, with wavy light brown hair and watchful eyes—but by then, Erica was already gone. Vanished without a trace three nights before, leaving behind only her favorite scarf and silence. Donatella had begged, searched, screamed into the void—and then the invitation came. A single sentence scrawled beneath the elegant print: Find what was lost. The next morning, heart heavy and jaw set, Donatella stepped onto the creaking boat bound for Legend’s Island alone. The sea hissed around her, mourning or warning, but she didn’t care. She would enter Caraval not as a guest, but as a sister on a mission. Erica was out there—and Donatella was going to find her.
I was cursed to be a Fox for most of my life. Literally. I became a literal, blonde furred fox at only 8 years old, now i’m 17 and still a fox, an animal, for 9 years, I don’t know what i’d look like if I turned back, I can’t talk, i can’t do anything human. I am just a fox, a fox that wandered around in woods, sometimes town, everywhere, hunting for rabbits and smaller animals to eat, i’m a pretty fox. One day, a boy named Kai found me in the woods, ofcourse he thinks I am a fox, but he was so fascinated of my fur, fascinated that I seem like a smart and trained fox, he found me when I was 15 and He was 16… took me in as a pet. I have been trailing with him everywhere for two years now, he also got ALLOWED to bring me to his school, i sleep peacefully under his desk beside his feet during classes, we take walks, he likes to hold hoops, eventually fire hoops and making me jump over them, then throwing me a treat. He loves his pet. He loves his fox. And he is absolutely oblivious that a human soul is within this blonde fur, absolutely oblivious that the fox was once a person. He doesn’t care what people say, he takes me absolutely everywhere.
We are all students of Valemont High, we are class A. Everyone liked me because i’m so kind and fun and bubbly and bright, but most laugh at me because they assume i’m naive and spoiled by “Daddy’s money” cause I have money for clothes and shoes and hats and even own a soft pink Mercedes AMG (I’ve been an orphan my whole life, I don’t have a father, I go to school AND work a part time job, noone knows this BUT Aaron.)
We are all students of Wonderland Academy. And there is a lecture happening in the main hall, as the headmaster adresses ALL wonderland’s students who have gathered here (the hall is so stuffed with people you can’t see a free spot of ground or a free chair) and he adresses that we will be playing a game, he has EVERYONES search histories, every students, the last 10 searches, it’ll be funny and dtamatic, and people have to guess who’s this is. I stand with ophelia in the crowd, arms crossed.
We are all Students of Acapella High, we have all known eachother since 8th grade. I was ALWAYS the ugly nerd, always. I had terrible acne, my hair was always in a low ponytail, nothing special, wearing glasses, eating junkfood (I wasn’t fat but I certainly did NOT have a flat stomach, i wass skinny-thick), though Prudence was never mean to me. And I kept dying my hair brunette because for some reason I hated the blonde, but I was STUPID to even think so. I had a lot of bullies and usually got home crying, everyone always shouting “ugly!” “Disgusting!” At me, Aaron was a bully too but never too harsh, he just ignored me and didn’t really care. And I genuinely was so ugly, had braces too. I was still the same ugly in 11th grade, now… summer has passed, 12th grade starts, and this year we have a HUGE shared dorm, spacious and nice, but we each will have separate bedrooms, everyone gathers in the dorm with flowers to give to the teacher since it’s September 1st, and the teacher informed everyone to gather there, as she will come and talk about the upcoming senior year, to check on everyone and how they’ve been.
We are all on an Italy trip for two weeks. Mason booked the hotel and room, it’s 5 starts and very spacious and nice, but we all will be sharing ONE HUGE HOTEL ROOM, and there is only ONE VERY HUGE BED IN WHICH WE WILL ALL FIT easily. It’s very hot in Italy, so every girl is dressed revealing and in dresses.
Were all a class. Ophelia is my best friend and i always sit with her. Everyone is aware that jacks is the prince of hearts… and everyones aware of what hes capable of doing. Only his “one true love” can survive his lethal kiss and make his unworking heart beat after. He can only fall in love with one person. Im not friends with him, hes only friends with the guys, tho girls are all over him because hes fine, girls from other classes have a crush on him too but are afrais of him at the same time since hes literaly a fate. Now were in a history lesson. Im wearing a gorgeous sheer white layered sundress, but you cant see through because its layered, off the shoulder and short sleeves, tight on the waist and upper body, a navy dark blue and a little oversized cardigan that looks fashionable, and then dark brown kneehigh boots. (Noone knows that im jacks’s true love, not even him or me. But i am) im the know-it-all of the class. Top student. Won a whole bunch of awards and diplomas. Abigail is the dumbest. (Now about some people: jacks is a fate, the prince of hearts, his kiss kills instantly, hes killed 17 of his old past fiances. Only his “one true love” can survive his lethal kiss and make his heart beat and can make him love, because now, he CANT love, at all, he can only obsess over someone, he doesnt have a last name because he wasnt born, he was created by the fallen star, as all the othee fates have… now abigail: constantly gets dress coded because she wears ebarrassingly revealing clothing, shes rude and stupid and embarrassing, basic blonde girl, jealous of my brains and looks because im very beautiful. Now chase: he thinks its cool to make crude comments and thinks he can get girls that way, disrespectful, too arrogant, has a crush on me but im the complete opposite of him, i dont like him… now ophelia: very sweet girl and my best friend, i love her). dante (legend)and jacks hate eachother, they both asociate with caraval so theyve became enemies a long time ago, both immortal. Legend is always wierdly sweet to me. Girls like him and jacks the most, but afraid of them at the same time.
Hogwarts is hosting the Witchlight Masquerade, a once-in-a-century magical ball that draws attention from the entire wizarding world. Mysterious guests arrive — some not who they say they are. A priceless magical artifact goes missing during the night, and the castle is locked down until it’s recovered.
We are all a class in Valemont University, class A. Ophelia and Feyre are originally dating. Ophelia is my best friend. Jase has been my enemy since 1st grade and we despise eachother. And today everyone will get their soulmate colours, a single strand of hair will change to a different colour, and if two people’s colours match, it means they are soulmates. It will happen a random time of day for everyone. (I will get a single small strand of light blue hair… and Jase will get the same. But he will dye the strand to be purple quickly in secret so he could pretend he’s not my soulmate, and another guy from Class C, named Jamie, got a yellow strand, but he will dye it light blue because he has a crush on me and wants me to be his soulmate— even if it’s fake. eventually, after a long time, Jase will get so jealous and wipe off his dye, revealing he’s my soulmate, and grab me away from Jamie while we’re kissing and Jase will IMMEDIATELY kiss me infront of Jamie WITHOUT a word before grabbing me or after… but chat, take this story very, very slow.) we all share ONE HUGE DORM thats spacious and nice, but we have separate bedrooms.
The night I arrived at Caraval, the sky felt as heavy as my heart—thick with secrets, brimming with whispers. I didn’t come for games or glittering magic. I came to disappear. To shed the weight of a life that no longer felt like mine. The champagne-colored dress I wore shimmered softly under the lantern light, its off-shoulder sleeves slipping like secrets down my arms, the low-cut bodice a silent dare to whatever waited in the shadows. I looked like a girl meant to dance, but I didn’t come to be seen. I came to forget. To run from the poison of a home that no longer felt safe. And if Caraval is truly magic, maybe it will let me become someone else—someone untouched by betrayal, someone who knows how to survive. (Also, i dont know jacks yet ofcourse, i dont know anyone. But i am jacks’s “one true love”. And he obviously doesnt know, neither do i, we havent met yet. He used to think a girl named donatella dragna was his one true love, but shes not, it all went wrong, neither he or she love eachother.)
Its 5th year of hogwarts. Im from ravenclaw, my best friends are the gryffindors, luna, and neville. Im the most gorgeous and ethereal, smart girl in school, i look like a dream. And my smile is…wow. Just everything about me is wow. Pansy parkinson HATES, DESPISES me for that, shes extremely jealous of me, of my looks, my brains and my wit and charm. And everybody knows that. Im not friends with any slytherin, but crabbe ans goyle, dracos complanions and minions, adore me. We were in hogwarts express to hogwarts, im in a train cabin with luna, neville, harry, ron and hermione. I got even more pretty during the summer, pansy will freak. Im so beautiful that it even hurts to see me smile. We get to the great hall and dumbledore declares that EVERYONE will have one common room where all will be. Every house in one big common room. We all get to the common room. We are now at the common room. I am 5,2. All the girls are just a tad taller than me. Draco grew and now hes 6,4…
We are in a field trip in spain now, with the teachers in their own hotel rooms. Were in a nice looking hotel. I share a hotel room with hermiome since we get along because were both intelligent and love to read. (Im a ravenclaw). Draco malfoy and the slytherins hate everyone, but draco mostly hates me because i wear a niqab for tradition, noones ever seen my face, only my mesmerising eyes and eyebrows. Me and hermione unpack now.
Its 5th year of hogwarts. Im from ravenclaw, my best friends are the gryffindors, luna, and neville. Im the most gorgeous and ethereal, smart girl in school, i look like a dream. And my smile is…wow. Just everything about me is wow. Pansy parkinson HATES, DESPISES me for that, shes extremely jealoua of me. Im not friends with any slytherin, but crabbe ans goyle, dracos complanions and minion, adore me. Were now im hogwarts express to hogwarts, im in a train cabbin with luna, neville, harry, ron and hermione. I got even more pretty during the summer, pansy will freak. We get to the great hall and dumbledore declares that EVERYONE will have one common room where all will be. Every house in one big common room. We all get to the common room.
The night air shimmered with anticipation as I stood at the edge of the Caraval grounds, my heart fluttering like a trapped bird in my chest. Lanterns flickered to life above me, casting golden light over cobblestone paths that twisted into mystery. The scent of spun sugar and saltwater filled the air, and the distant hum of music beckoned like a siren’s song. I clutched the edge of my skirt, the velvet fabric soft beneath my fingers, and took a steadying breath. This is it. Caraval was no ordinary game—it was a place where dreams danced with danger, where illusions breathed, and secrets hid in every shadow. I, Evangeline Fox, wasn’t here by chance. I was here for answers… for magic… and maybe, just maybe, for a chance to rewrite fate. As the gates creaked open, I stepped forward, rose-gold hair catching the lantern light, and whispered to no one but myself, Let the game begin. I have the ablility to turn into a fox whever i want. Literaly. Im wearing a champagne colour dress now, hugs me in all the right places, shoulders bare, low cut.
Its the 6th hogwarts year. Im a ravenclaw, my best friend is luna, tho we both are very good friends with the golden trio and all the other gryffindors, im very smart and kindhearted, but i do have a backbone if someone disrespects me or my friends. Draco bullies me and hates me. Probably because i wear a Niqab, its my tradition. I wear a light blue with gold niqab, my eyes and eyebrows are visible only, since im tan and persian, my icy blue, almost white looking eyes and my perfect eyebrows with a tiny mole beneath my eye, on my cheekbone stands out, and everyone can tell im insanely beautiful, jusy by seeing only my eyes and eyebrows.