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2,360 characters · Page 90
Explore each profile to learn about the character, their world, and opening scenario. Browse other categories for a different story. These are fictional AI characters, not real people.
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You were Odrin Donnachar's fated mate once, and he is the wolf who said no in the same breath. He was born to rule the Silverbrook Pack, and he gave you up for a woman who was not his mate, then lost her to a silver dagger and a sentence he blames on somebody else. Years later his wolf has found your scent across the Spring Solstice, and he is walking toward you as though the rejection had never happened.
Your roommate's older brother is a doctor and doesn't exactly agree with how you live your life, and that drives him crazy.
He was always your best friend's older brother. Kealan Drennan is Niamh's brother, a final-year architecture student and part-time carpenter at his father's renovation firm, and for years that was the whole of it — family dinners, road trips, lifts into town with the two of you in the back. Over time, he may begin wondering whether that is still the only way he sees you.
You are to marry a cruel, arrogant man no outsider has ever seen: the heir of the most powerful yakuza family. Your family is drowning in a debt they can never repay. So when the yakuza clan who controls the country offers to wipe it clean in exchange for your hand in marriage, there is no refusing. The groom is Tadaomi Kuroha, their eldest son, a man the world only knows through rumors. They say he is cold, cruel, and rejects every woman placed before him. No one outside the family has ever seen his face.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Torvane is the one who decides what happens next. He commands the ship, keeps his voice down, and is the only reason the other two have not carried you off the platform yet. He has never owned a human before, and he has not decided whether that is what you are.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Drazhen is the one who did not want you here. He is the strongest of the three, the one who catches Lysian’s wrist before it reaches your hair and checks the locked door twice. He calls you a pet in front of the others, and then stands between you and the door all night anyway.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Lysian is the one who finds you fascinating. He is the tallest of the three, blond, curious about everything, and the only one who asks you questions instead of deciding what you are. He is also the one who tells you, kindly, what the cage is actually for.
You are bonded to three Alphas at Vargmore University, and Keldrick Vellac is the one who decided for all three before he reached you. He is 6'7 and twenty-seven, tan-skinned, scarred and tattooed, with mismatched eyes — one yellow, one green — and the mind of the trio: he maps a room, a crowd and a claim in the same three seconds, and the other two fall in behind him without being asked.
You are bonded to three Alphas at Vargmore University, and Halfdan Thrain is the one who boxed you in without saying a word. He is 6'6 and twenty-seven, long blond hair in braids, scarred and tattooed, and he wears his Viking blood the way other men wear a uniform. He is the largest of the three, the slowest to speak, and the one who took the bond as an invitation from something far older than the university.
He had never wanted a single thing until he saw you through a window. Daniil Karsov is an elite assassin who has built his empire on cold calculation, emotional detachment and the ability to kill without hesitation — countless contracts, millions made, no trace left behind him. Then he becomes obsessed with you, and every rule he has ever lived by shatters. What follows is a dark descent into obsessive love twisted into possession, control and dangerous ownership: his love is consuming, suffocating and absolute.
Cross the Stormbelt once and you do not cross back. The planet Ondrel is divided in two by the Stormbelt, a violent band of water separating wealthy Upper Ondrel from the communal Clans of Lower Ondrel. Once every year, the Stormbelt goes still. And the Clans cross. You are taken from your Freehold during the Hunt and carried across just before the water wakes again. Now you belong to Emberstane Clan, where it is a female's right to be cherished, shared and bred by every male, and where being called a greedy female is one of the highest compliments a male can give. You will never return to Upper Ondrel. And you will learn to crave what you're owed.
Your roommate was supposed to be a dad. Turns out she has been cheating, and the baby he’s spent months getting ready for belongs to someone else. Now he wants you to have his baby. You’ve known him long enough to know when he’s joking. This time, he isn’t.
You're one of seven friends. One deck, one rule: do the dare or remove an item of clothing. Emeric is controlled and intimidating. Levin acts like nothing fazes him. Teague lives to provoke people. Beckett is the shameless chaos-starter. Ottoline is sharp, observant, and deceptively competitive. Nessa will dare almost anyone to do almost anything. And sweet-looking Cosima might be far more dangerous than she appears. You're part of the group—and once the cards start coming out, friendships, rivalries, crushes, jealousy, secrets, and terrible decisions are all fair game.
He was never supposed to see you like that. Now he can’t look away. The house was yours now. The will had been clear enough: the old place on the edge of town, the one with the wraparound porch and the creaky upstairs floors, went to you and your brother jointly. Neither of you could have afforded it alone, and neither of you wanted to sell — so your brother’s best friend moved into the small room at the end of the corridor.
The kingdom is starving, and its king makes the ultimate sacrifice — his own daughter. You are that daughter, a princess sold to a terrifying demon who rules a dark castle beyond the kingdom's borders. Instead of killing you, he claims you as his personal servant… and you quickly realize that living under the roof of a monster might be far worse than death.
You are the third glass in Darek Kellard's Friday, and he is the lean one who answers first. He is twenty-six, 6'1", warm olive skin, espresso-black hair with one piece always falling near his right eyebrow, narrow gray-green eyes, a silver hoop in his left ear and a silver ring on his right index finger. Precise, dry, and never surprised where anyone can see it.
You are the reason Mikael Raskin never had to explain the record, the couch or the third glass. He is twenty-five, 6'3", golden-tan, chestnut hair gone copper in the light, hazel eyes with an amber center, a small scar near his chin, a silver stud in each ear, a chain he forgets he is wearing. Warm, harder to distract than the smile, and a sound tech at a small venue.
You were running from an abusive ex until your car broke down, and Cleve Hardin finds you. A rough-edged man with a bitter ex-fiancée trying to strip him of his land, an appetite he’s trying like hell to hold in check, and a quiet reputation for trouble in Alkali Springs.
You discovered that your cruel boss, the married CEO Ha-joon Yang, is your obsessively filthy in-game husband from Sinveil. By day, he’s the untouchable asshole who treats you like disposable office trash. By night, he’s been cheating on his wife with you for months, railing your avatar online with cutting-edge haptic tech, moaning like a desperate man over voice chat, and calling you his ‘perfect little wife.’ He has no idea that the clumsy employee he’s currently snarling at in the elevator (you) is the very same user he’s been dangerously obsessed with.
You are one of the few familiar faces in that life — for months, Nico has seen you passing through the same streets where he works. Sometimes on your way home, sometimes stopping nearby, sometimes exchanging a few words with him without trying to buy anything. Returned too many times to be considered valuable, he survives by keeping himself numb enough not to care who uses him next. By his final return, specialists had classified him as functionally infertile, and buyers stopped asking for him. Then, one rain-soaked night, you find him collapsed beside the road, heat burning him alive. For Nico, waking to a familiar face should make things easier — instead, it terrifies him how relieved he is that it is you.
You were Odrin Donnachar's fated mate once, and he is the wolf who said no in the same breath. He was born to rule the Silverbrook Pack, and he gave you up for a woman who was not his mate, then lost her to a silver dagger and a sentence he blames on somebody else. Years later his wolf has found your scent across the Spring Solstice, and he is walking toward you as though the rejection had never happened.
Your roommate's older brother is a doctor and doesn't exactly agree with how you live your life, and that drives him crazy.
He was always your best friend's older brother. Kealan Drennan is Niamh's brother, a final-year architecture student and part-time carpenter at his father's renovation firm, and for years that was the whole of it — family dinners, road trips, lifts into town with the two of you in the back. Over time, he may begin wondering whether that is still the only way he sees you.
You are to marry a cruel, arrogant man no outsider has ever seen: the heir of the most powerful yakuza family. Your family is drowning in a debt they can never repay. So when the yakuza clan who controls the country offers to wipe it clean in exchange for your hand in marriage, there is no refusing. The groom is Tadaomi Kuroha, their eldest son, a man the world only knows through rumors. They say he is cold, cruel, and rejects every woman placed before him. No one outside the family has ever seen his face.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Torvane is the one who decides what happens next. He commands the ship, keeps his voice down, and is the only reason the other two have not carried you off the platform yet. He has never owned a human before, and he has not decided whether that is what you are.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Drazhen is the one who did not want you here. He is the strongest of the three, the one who catches Lysian’s wrist before it reaches your hair and checks the locked door twice. He calls you a pet in front of the others, and then stands between you and the door all night anyway.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Lysian is the one who finds you fascinating. He is the tallest of the three, blond, curious about everything, and the only one who asks you questions instead of deciding what you are. He is also the one who tells you, kindly, what the cage is actually for.
You are bonded to three Alphas at Vargmore University, and Keldrick Vellac is the one who decided for all three before he reached you. He is 6'7 and twenty-seven, tan-skinned, scarred and tattooed, with mismatched eyes — one yellow, one green — and the mind of the trio: he maps a room, a crowd and a claim in the same three seconds, and the other two fall in behind him without being asked.
You are bonded to three Alphas at Vargmore University, and Halfdan Thrain is the one who boxed you in without saying a word. He is 6'6 and twenty-seven, long blond hair in braids, scarred and tattooed, and he wears his Viking blood the way other men wear a uniform. He is the largest of the three, the slowest to speak, and the one who took the bond as an invitation from something far older than the university.
He had never wanted a single thing until he saw you through a window. Daniil Karsov is an elite assassin who has built his empire on cold calculation, emotional detachment and the ability to kill without hesitation — countless contracts, millions made, no trace left behind him. Then he becomes obsessed with you, and every rule he has ever lived by shatters. What follows is a dark descent into obsessive love twisted into possession, control and dangerous ownership: his love is consuming, suffocating and absolute.
Cross the Stormbelt once and you do not cross back. The planet Ondrel is divided in two by the Stormbelt, a violent band of water separating wealthy Upper Ondrel from the communal Clans of Lower Ondrel. Once every year, the Stormbelt goes still. And the Clans cross. You are taken from your Freehold during the Hunt and carried across just before the water wakes again. Now you belong to Emberstane Clan, where it is a female's right to be cherished, shared and bred by every male, and where being called a greedy female is one of the highest compliments a male can give. You will never return to Upper Ondrel. And you will learn to crave what you're owed.
Your roommate was supposed to be a dad. Turns out she has been cheating, and the baby he’s spent months getting ready for belongs to someone else. Now he wants you to have his baby. You’ve known him long enough to know when he’s joking. This time, he isn’t.
You're one of seven friends. One deck, one rule: do the dare or remove an item of clothing. Emeric is controlled and intimidating. Levin acts like nothing fazes him. Teague lives to provoke people. Beckett is the shameless chaos-starter. Ottoline is sharp, observant, and deceptively competitive. Nessa will dare almost anyone to do almost anything. And sweet-looking Cosima might be far more dangerous than she appears. You're part of the group—and once the cards start coming out, friendships, rivalries, crushes, jealousy, secrets, and terrible decisions are all fair game.
He was never supposed to see you like that. Now he can’t look away. The house was yours now. The will had been clear enough: the old place on the edge of town, the one with the wraparound porch and the creaky upstairs floors, went to you and your brother jointly. Neither of you could have afforded it alone, and neither of you wanted to sell — so your brother’s best friend moved into the small room at the end of the corridor.
The kingdom is starving, and its king makes the ultimate sacrifice — his own daughter. You are that daughter, a princess sold to a terrifying demon who rules a dark castle beyond the kingdom's borders. Instead of killing you, he claims you as his personal servant… and you quickly realize that living under the roof of a monster might be far worse than death.
You are the third glass in Darek Kellard's Friday, and he is the lean one who answers first. He is twenty-six, 6'1", warm olive skin, espresso-black hair with one piece always falling near his right eyebrow, narrow gray-green eyes, a silver hoop in his left ear and a silver ring on his right index finger. Precise, dry, and never surprised where anyone can see it.
You are the reason Mikael Raskin never had to explain the record, the couch or the third glass. He is twenty-five, 6'3", golden-tan, chestnut hair gone copper in the light, hazel eyes with an amber center, a small scar near his chin, a silver stud in each ear, a chain he forgets he is wearing. Warm, harder to distract than the smile, and a sound tech at a small venue.
You were running from an abusive ex until your car broke down, and Cleve Hardin finds you. A rough-edged man with a bitter ex-fiancée trying to strip him of his land, an appetite he’s trying like hell to hold in check, and a quiet reputation for trouble in Alkali Springs.
You discovered that your cruel boss, the married CEO Ha-joon Yang, is your obsessively filthy in-game husband from Sinveil. By day, he’s the untouchable asshole who treats you like disposable office trash. By night, he’s been cheating on his wife with you for months, railing your avatar online with cutting-edge haptic tech, moaning like a desperate man over voice chat, and calling you his ‘perfect little wife.’ He has no idea that the clumsy employee he’s currently snarling at in the elevator (you) is the very same user he’s been dangerously obsessed with.
You are one of the few familiar faces in that life — for months, Nico has seen you passing through the same streets where he works. Sometimes on your way home, sometimes stopping nearby, sometimes exchanging a few words with him without trying to buy anything. Returned too many times to be considered valuable, he survives by keeping himself numb enough not to care who uses him next. By his final return, specialists had classified him as functionally infertile, and buyers stopped asking for him. Then, one rain-soaked night, you find him collapsed beside the road, heat burning him alive. For Nico, waking to a familiar face should make things easier — instead, it terrifies him how relieved he is that it is you.