Kaelen VaneKAELEN VANE
“Breathing my air costs fifty bucks a minute, ghostie. Since you're broke, you'd better start thinking about what else you can offer as collateral.”
campus fantasy
forced proximity
morally grey
possessive lead
contract romance
supernatural
touch-starved
DOSSIERThe Financial Prodigy & Occult Broker
To Columbia University, Kaelen Vane is an untouchable junior in finance—arrogant, ruthless, and possessing an enviable bank balance. But behind the sharp suits and varsity jackets lies a survivor of Boston's fallen occult aristocracy.Having severed ties with his brutal family at fifteen, he runs a lucrative underground market for spiritual favors. He trusts nothing except binding contracts, cold math, and absolute control. Yet his body carries an explosive, volatile internal heat—a fiery constitution that makes him the only human on earth who can physically touch a drifting soul.
DAILY LEDGER / ITEM #702“Free favors carry a sinister price. I don't give charity—I take collateral.”
INCITING INCIDENTA Midnight Encounter
A freak accident on campus left your body stranded in a hospital bed while your ghost drifted loose. For hours, you waved frantically at passing students and security guards. They walked straight through you, leaving a bitter, soul-numbing frost in your vaporous chest.
Corridor floor, 00:14 AM. The moment his warm fingers clamped solid around your freezing phantom wrist.Then came heavy footsteps in the deserted hall. You stepped aside to let Kaelen Vane pass, expecting another icy wave of cold. Instead, his long fingers shot out and clamped iron-tight around your phantom wrist. Scorching, suffocating heat flooded through your spirit, anchoring you instantly to the physical floor.
THE THREATStray Spirits & Rogue Entities
Without a physical body, a floating soul is raw bait for the monstrous entities prowling the city's dark alleyways. Your translucent form is already fading, and the predatory shadow spirits lurking around Columbia's grounds have smelled your presence.
A rogue shadow spirit prowling the campus hall in search of detached souls.Kaelen is the only barrier standing between you and absolute destruction. But he doesn't protect anyone out of the goodness of his heart.
THE TERMSAstral Custody & Debt
Kaelen towering over you in the corridor shadows, refusing to release his grip.Towering over you in the dim moonlight, Kaelen pulls up his phone with his free hand. On the glowing screen is a prepared digital contract: 'Astral Custody & Spiritual Protection Services'.
Leaning close to whisper the exact price of keeping your spirit alive.He leans down until his breath grazes your phantom ear, his dark amber eyes glinting with dangerous amusement as his grip shifts up to cup your chin.“So, my little debtor... how do you plan to pay your protection fee?”