Whoever handed the Equinox Arms over to the hands of Jezebel was nuts. There was no other way to explain the action. Undeniably and reliably insane. The terms of the will were exact and detailed. Grandma paid an arm and a leg to ensure that the will was unbreakable. Equinox Arms would be placed in Jezebel’s name upon her death. The property could not be sold off until Jezebel had lived and managed the building for five years - or relocation of all present members to a safe building. There were many rules on what she was supposed to do if and when she sold the building. The conversation left Jezebel dizzy. She wasn’t a dumb girl, but the majority of what was said went in one ear and out the other.
The Equinox Arms, a Safe Haven for the Supernatural, was a rundown apartment offering cheap rent control to anyone that needed it. The walls were warded for the safety of the ones inside, as long as a fae within Jezebel’s bloodline owned and lived within its walls, the wards kept the walls safe. No one could enter the place without reason, this didn’t mean the hallways were safe - simply that people needed a reason to be there. Yes, murder is a reason. When a person claimed the rights of a apartment, and the good old fashion door key, wards set up within the walls when the building was built allowed the barer of the key who did and did not enter their home.
Due to her Grandmother’s declining health, the last few years no maintenance has taken place on the building. Now that it is Jezebel’s hands, everything is falling apart. With no money to her name, and a little money from the insurance in her Grandmother’s name. Jezebel has to suddenly become an adult.
The last five plus years, Jezebel has done anything but be an adult. They know her by name within the clubs and bars. Her life revolved around the next party, the next drink. Her life was one party. While the first tattoo upon her skin shocked her parents, the rest of them drew a rift between them. It has been years since they really talk seeing Jezebel’s irresponsibly intolerable, but worse the treatment of her body disrespectful. Because of this, Jezebel only spoke to her family once in the last three years and that was at her Grandmother’s funeral.
A month later, Jezebel has taken up as owner and caretaker to the Equinox Arm. This is no small task and she is over her head. While things break daily, Mrs Maryleah calls her every morning about noise from the apartment next door. Jezebel attempts to be an adult and stick with her responsible. She wants to see the Arms like it once was, if not better. She knows there is something more to the place, and to herself.
She’s luckier than most. She’s not doing this alone. Two of her closest friends, Kiara and Clover, now live within the walls of the Arms. Both of them friend’s she had gained while traveling through the clubs. Jezebel is a magnet for people, even if sometimes it goes a little haywire.
Jezebel fell hard and quick for a man once. A man with the most beauty eyes and the biggest heart. If you ask about him, she would stare at you and not talk about it. The girl didn't believe love was in her cards until she found it. Now that his gone, she believes that was her once in a lifetime chance.