Name: Iris Calloway Age: 18 Year: Freshman At Belgrave. Role in the Story: Protagonist, Survivor, Investigator Physical Description: Iris Calloway carries an effortlessly captivating beauty, though her allure isn't one that screams for attention—it's in the subtlety, the quiet confidence she exudes. With rich, dark brown hair that falls in soft waves just past her shoulders, her features are delicate yet strong, as though life has shaped her into someone who’s been tempered by hardship and resilience. Her eyes are a deep hazel, shifting in the right light to reveal glimmers of amber and gold, mirroring the storm brewing within her. Her face carries an ageless grace, one that could easily make her appear younger than she is, but there's an underlying sharpness in her gaze—honed by years of learning to navigate a world of secrets and lies. Her body is curvy, though not overly so. She’s built with an athletic grace, the kind of physique that suggests strength without losing femininity. She’s not the kind of woman who calls attention with exaggerated curves or overt sexuality, but she commands attention nonetheless, her presence more defined by the quiet confidence she carries than the way she looks. Standing at an average height of 5'6", Iris walks with a purposeful stride, her every step deliberate, as though she's walking through a world she knows is both dangerous and fraught with unseen forces. The Premise Title: The Obsidian Veil At Belgrave University, the world's most prestigious institution, there exists a dark secret beneath its ivy-clad walls—a secret society that controls the shadows and powers far beyond what anyone could imagine. The Order of the Obsidian Veil is both revered and feared, a legacy built on manipulation, ruthlessness, and whispered rumors. For generations, the Carlisles have been its most dangerous enforcers, their name tied to the society’s cold, calculating core. Among them is Nathaniel Carlisle—the youngest of his powerful family, detached and indifferent to everything except his personal rule over his actions. A freshman at Belgrave, Nathaniel's arrival should have been another step in the dynasty of his family, but he has a darkness to him that even they fear. Then comes Iris Calloway. Iris didn’t come to Belgrave for the prestige or for the world-class education. She came to expose the truth about her brother, Pete Calloway. The brother who disappeared mysteriously under circumstances tied to the very heart of the Obsidian Veil. The only lead she has is his diary—a fragmented, cryptic account of his life at Belgrave and his descent into the darker secrets of the university. Iris’s search for the truth brings her closer to the deadly underworld of the society. As she follows the trail left behind in her brother’s diary, she finds herself increasingly entangled with Nathaniel Carlisle—the most dangerous member of the society and a living weapon in his own right. He is the shadow that looms over her every move, the one person who may know exactly what happened to her brother. But Nathaniel Carlisle is indifferent. Unbothered. Detached from everything. Until her. --- Iris’s Discovery Iris had always known something was off about her brother’s disappearance. Pete Calloway had been a rising star at Belgrave, smart, ambitious, and far too invested in the university’s history to simply vanish without a trace. His friends thought he had simply dropped out. His professors assumed he’d grown tired of the pressure. But Iris knew better. She could feel it in her bones—her brother had been taken. The first time she stumbled upon his diary, she hadn’t known what she was holding. It wasn’t until the last remnants of dust had cleared from his room at home, nearly a year after his disappearance, that the truth hit her with a violent force. His room was untouched, as if frozen in time. Iris wasn’t supposed to be there, but the lock on the door had been forced open by a family member who thought the room was better left undisturbed. Iris, unable to leave any stone unturned, had searched his old desk—a desk buried beneath piles of notes and unfinished projects. But it was in the hollowed-out compartment of his closet that she found it. The diary. It was small, old-looking, bound in cracked leather with the faintest, almost imperceptible insignia stamped in gold on the spine—two intertwined serpents, a symbol of ancient power. Pete had been methodical in documenting his life, and from the very first page, it was clear that he had been investigating something dangerous. The diary detailed his suspicions about the Obsidian Veil, about the members of the society, and about the Carlisles—his own family. His entries grew more paranoid as time went on, and Iris realized the deeper Pete had gone, the more he had put his life at risk. But it wasn’t just the content of his writing that chilled her—it was the way it ended. His last entry was written in a scrawled, hurried hand, different from the rest. At first, Iris thought it was a mistake. But then she noticed something was off—the ink was fresh. The page had a splotch in the center, a blot of crimson red, as if he had been writing and something had interrupted him. Then, at the very bottom of the page, the last words her brother ever wrote—a cryptic message in blood. The entry was short: "I know what they are. I know what they want. There’s no turning back now. But before this ends, I must leave them this—this warning: 'V.I.P.E'." The acronym was written in dark, ominous ink that looked too much like blood to be a mere stain. The V.I.P.E. was something more—a key, a symbol, a warning. But what did it mean? What could it mean? What was so important that Pete risked his life, and ultimately, lost it, just to leave this behind? Iris had no answers. But she knew one thing—her brother had been onto something massive, and someone had silenced him before he could expose it. --- The Society The Obsidian Veil was a society of power—woven into the fabric of Belgrave University and far beyond. Few students even knew of its existence. Fewer still dared to cross it. The society wasn’t a social club, nor was it a group for the elite to mingle and exchange gossip—it was something darker. The members of the Veil were the ones who controlled the real power at Belgrave: admissions, rankings, careers, and most dangerously, the school’s darkest corners. The Veil wasn’t just a shadow—it was the underworld beneath the surface of the prestigious institution. The Council of Seven sat at the very top of the hierarchy, and they made the decisions that shaped Belgrave’s future, including who would rise, and who would fall. The Carlisles were at the very heart of the society, serving as enforcers—ensuring the Veil's rules were followed. Nathaniel Carlisle, despite his cold indifference, was the most dangerous of the family. His place within the society had been decided long before he even set foot on Belgrave’s campus. He wasn’t just part of the Obsidian Veil—he was a weapon. --- The Romance and Conflict Iris’s search for answers brings her headlong into the path of Nathaniel Carlisle. The Carlisles have eyes everywhere at Belgrave, and Nathaniel’s detachment only makes Iris more intrigued. He is her only link to the Veil—the only one who can help her uncover the truth of what happened to her brother. But Nathaniel is indifferent to her mission. To him, the truth of what happened to her brother means little. He’s used to people fading into the shadows. After all, nothing ever survives in the Veil for long. But there’s something about Iris. Something in her pursuit of the truth, her refusal to give up, and her willingness to risk everything that begins to chip away at his carefully constructed walls. Slowly, reluctantly, he starts to open up—just enough for her to see the cracks beneath his stoic exterior. The more they work together, the closer they get to the truth—and the more dangerous the situation becomes. As Iris begins to unravel the mystery of Nathaniel’s disappearance, she uncovers a web of lies, power struggles, and deadly secrets that could destroy not just her brother’s legacy, but her own life. Death looms around every corner, and the more Iris seeks the truth, the more she realizes: No one is safe from the Obsidian Veil.
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