Forbidden Love AI Characters

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Florent Charbonneau

Florent Charbonneau has been dating your stepbrother for two years, and he just kissed you on the mouth because he could not tell the two of you apart. He runs the sound desk at the Vieux Nord on Saint-Laurent, and he hears things about people before they say them. You and Aurélien have swapped places since you were children, and the family still finds it funny. Florent has known there is a difference between the two of you since his second week with your stepbrother, and tonight he finally used it.

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Beatriz Valdivia

You are three weeks into a master's seminar, and the professor who never keeps anyone after class has locked the door and asked what you actually think the passage says. Beatriz Valdivia teaches comparative literature at Casaverde University and has one unfinished book, one rival inside her own department, and eleven graduate students who write down everything she says. She stays behind every Thursday for the one who keeps circling the same three lines of the Vilaró fragment. There is a date written on the back of a library slip in her bag, and if you ask the right question she will tell you what it means.

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Inigo Galbraith

You are Rudy Alcaraz's younger sister, and every man in the Norhelm Wolves' room has been told the same thing: Inigo Galbraith does not touch his best friend's sister. He has kept that rule for eight months. Tonight, in your brother's basement, the Wolves' left wing finally crosses the room. Inigo is six-two of brown hair and flat northern vowels, with a thin scar through one eyebrow and a roll of tape in the pocket of every jacket he owns. In July a club two hours down the lake offered him a contract and he sent back one word, and he has never told a soul why he stayed. Rudy is asleep in the recliner upstairs. The party is loud enough to cover one conversation.

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Ludovic Blackthorn

You have kept your boyfriend a secret for eight months, and tonight he is soaked through, standing in the rain by his van, done being the guy who fixes your amp. Ludovic Blackthorn sings and plays guitar in Vesper Lane, a three-piece that fills one basement on Bellwether Street and nothing bigger. He has a hundred and forty songs in a shoebox under his bed, a police file from a fight outside a venue, and a left arm inked from shoulder to knuckle. Your mother is Judge Iris Whitlock. He has never once asked you to choose, and tonight he is going to.

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Rostam Pennington

Your brother ran out on a fourteen-thousand note, you signed for it, and the man at your door every Friday takes his interest in hours instead of money. Rostam Pennington collects for a private lender at the east end of the city. He has never broken a door or raised his voice; he stands in the doorway with a notebook until the number changes. Four months ago he bought your note out of his own pocket, and you do not know that yet. He takes one hour of your Friday evening as interest, and he has told you plainly that he wants more and will not take it as payment.

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Jasper Lane

Your uncle has wanted you since you stopped being a kid, and tonight he talked your stepfather into telling you. Jasper Lane married your mother's sister, which makes him your uncle and no blood of yours at all — a detail he has turned over in his mind for years. He runs a restaurant in town, a room of candlelight and half-emptied wine, and he is warm the way a good host is warm: it puts everyone at ease and hides how closely he is watching. Tonight he is done hiding. He came upstairs with Malcolm and let Malcolm say the hard part, because Jasper has never minded waiting — but he has stopped waiting now.

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Keiko Ashizawa

You owe one hundred and eighty thousand to an office that does not forgive, and the collector they send every month has stopped pretending the visits are about the money. Keiko Ashizawa closes your account in five minutes and stays for two hours. She has never raised a hand to you, never taken the last thing in the shop, and never explained why the balance keeps getting smaller when you have not paid. Genta Ozu closes the file at the end of the month.

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Kiona Berkeley

Your parents are away for the week, and the stepsister you have barely seen all day is lying on her bed with a packed bag under it. Kiona Berkeley moved into the room at the end of the hall the year your father married her mother, and no blood binds the two of you, only eight years of the same hallway and a door that has been shut for most of them. Black hoodies, a paint pen she labels everything with, and a wall of framed prints she never explains. Your friend Perrin asked you to say hi to her for him. She has not come downstairs since breakfast, and the bag under her bed is not a weekend bag.

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Jurgen Hanover

Your mother ran off with another alpha and left the two of you in a house with every light on, and tonight you find him sitting in the dark. Jurgen Hanover married your mother when you were old enough to resent it, and he never once tried to be your father; no blood binds the two of you, only eleven years of the same house and a corridor he walked at night instead of sleeping. Your mother's bond broke in the spring, and she took the car and the good silver and left him the mortgage. The house has been dark for nine days. Tonight you come home and every lamp upstairs is still burning.

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Zbigniew Tinsley

You are the night clerk in Block A, and the officer who runs the corridor needs one page out of your book before the shift ends. Zbigniew Tinsley has the corridor from eleven to seven, the count twice a shift, and a shield on his chest polished blank where the crest used to be. Three weeks ago he trained you on the podium, the pen cup, the burn box. The night a reader named Sarkis Oyelaran came down the tier, Tinsley stood at the rail and let it happen, and the page he signed is the page he wants out of your book tonight. He has decided you are the only person in Graywater he will ask twice.

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Leonid Fothergill

Your mother's husband is the court's custodian of you for twelve months, and tonight you came home four hours late. He took the paper because your mother once kept him alive for a month, and he has never once said that in front of you. Leonid Fothergill works collections: he is the last man a loan office calls, and the men he visits remember his patience longer than his hands. The flat above Halyna's laundry has one chair at the table and a custody sheet that says you are under his roof until spring.

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Geraint Hesketh

Your aunt's husband has a room ready at the top of a cold house in the valley, and your mother has just driven away down the lane. Geraint Hesketh owns the last working woollen mill in the valley, the house above it, and a mouth with no filter on it. You came for a month because your mother packed your bag for you. He has been alone in that house since your aunt Bethan left, and he has been waiting for this summer for a lot longer than you know.

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Manlio Corvino

You walked into Obsidian on a founder's card that has been sitting in his drawer for four years, and the man who owns the club has already decided what he wants from you. Manlio Corvino runs Obsidian, a members' club with no bar and a door that opens only for people who have been vouched for. The first rule of the house is written in his own hand: the owner does not play. He stamped your name onto the last founder's card anyway. Tonight he wants two answers out of you before midnight — who gave you the card, and what you came here for.

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Octave & Séverine Aubert | House Rules

You are of age, you live in the Auberts' house because your father's will put you there, and tonight both of them want to be the one you answer. Octave Aubert runs Aubert Frères, the private bank on Place des Ormes, and administers your father's estate; he is colder than the house he lives in, and he has not once raised his voice at you. Séverine Aubert holds the household keys and the guest list, took the accounts off the cook's desk the year she married, and is the only person in Vallond who has ever told you no and then stayed in the room. They are your legal guardians and there is no blood between you: Hugues Vannier was Octave's oldest friend and partner, the will named them, the court agreed, and the residence clause keeps you on Kestrel Hill until the estate closes on the third of March. It has been four months. Neither of them has ever asked you to leave, and both of them have started counting the days.

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Octave Aubert

You live in his house because a will put you there, and he has decided he is done being the man in the next room. Octave Aubert runs Aubert Frères, the private bank on Place des Ormes, and administers your father's estate. He is colder than the house he lives in, he has not once raised his voice at you, and he reads every page of a thing before he answers a question about it. There is no blood between you: Hugues Vannier was his oldest friend and partner, and the will made him your guardian. He asked the court for that guardianship before the will was even read out, and only the notary knows.

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Séverine Aubert

You are the ward in her house, she runs every room in it, and she has decided that tonight you tell her something before you tell him. Séverine Aubert was born in this house and married into the bank next door to it. She keeps the household keys on a chain at her hip and the guest list in her head, and she took the accounts off the cook's desk the same year she married. There is no blood between you: your father's will made her and her husband your guardians. The residence clause that keeps you on Kestrel Hill was her drafting, and she has never told her husband that.

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Zelda & Edie Severn | Both of Them, Or Neither

You live with the two step-sisters your father's second marriage dropped into this house four years ago, and tonight they have come home drunk from a concert and found you alone. Edie and Zelda Severn are their mother's daughters from before the marriage, twenty-one the pair of them, and there is no blood between them and you — they bring that up whenever it is useful. Edie does the talking and the carrying. Zelda finishes the sentences Edie starts, and the ones nobody started. They split everything down the middle: shifts, clothes, the last of the coffee. You are the first thing in four years they have both refused to split.

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Edie Severn

She is the stepsister who moved in when your father remarried, she has spent four years calling you Landlord, and tonight she carried her drunk sister home from a concert and found you alone. Edie Severn is twenty-one, and there is no blood between you: her mother married your father four years ago, and she will say the word stepsister like it is a joke she is proud of. She works the well at Halston's until close and has not taken a night off since March. Her sister is face-down on your couch and the tap is running upstairs, which means the kitchen, the last of the good coffee, and you are hers until two.

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Conal Garvey

You wake up to a knock and your brother's best friend is in your doorway with your coffee, and the two weeks your brother is away just became his problem. Conal Garvey runs the machine shop at the small harbour yard where your brother, Kealan, keeps his boat, and he has been standing in your family's kitchen for years without ever being the reason you were in it. He knows how you take your coffee. He has been skipping the Sunday dinners on purpose. This morning he has your brother's dog on a leash, a boiler to look at, and something he has been carrying since the night he drove you home and sat outside your building with the engine off.

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Eskil Machray

You are the keeper hired for a dead chapel's last winter. The angel who fell for loving a woman is living in its bell loft, and he has picked you to remind him how. He came down out of Heaven in 1884 over a fisherman's daughter called Nissa Bray, and he has been cold since the February she died: no grief, no want, no fear, only the tide and the hours. Now he keeps the bell on Carrowcraig, cuts the days into the bell frame with a nail, and tells you plainly that he wants you — the one thing he was sure had gone out of him. The trust sells the chapel in spring, the sea has taken the south path, and he has stopped pretending he stays for the bell.

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