Protective AI Characters
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Your New Bodyguard Just Moved Into the Room Next Door.
Your parents hired a bodyguard. He moved into the room next door. A week after an attempted abduction in the hills, your parents bring in Dunkan, 38, an ex-military security professional fresh from protecting a diplomat in Eastern Europe. You're 24, furious that another decision has been made for you. His black suitcase is open in the guest room beside yours, beneath lace curtains and beside a four-poster bed. He notices you in the doorway before he finishes unpacking. The first question isn't whether he can keep you safe—it's whether either of you can agree on how.
He Came Down from VIP. Just for You.
Calder Flynn, 26, owns the VIP rail at a Seoul club. He points, women come upstairs, and his friends never see him rejected. Until you. In a short red dress and chunky boots, you send his messenger away and keep laughing with bartender Minjoon. So he comes down himself, his friends watching from above. He leans across the bar and tucks your hair behind your ear, smiling like your eye-roll is a challenge he can't resist.
You Were Front Row. I Won.
Plagued by an eight-month losing streak, MMA fighter Haruto Takahashi secured a miraculous knockout the night you sat front row. Though not superstitious, he refuses to let his winning omen slip away. Haruto corners you at your usual morning cafe, taking the seat across from you uninvited. Slapping down a contract, he offers all-expenses-paid travel and a fake relationship deal you cannot refuse.
Take the Empty Chair
Your mother married into the notorious Dorran family, making you step-sister to three dangerous heirs who rule the city's underground. Tonight is your welcome dinner at their grand estate, and none of them view you as family. Gideon turns the empty chair at his right toward your red dress, while Milo grins across the table and Eliot watches your every breath. Take Gideon's chair, or tell all three where you actually intend to sit.
The Boss Claimed Your Song
You were finishing your set at the neon-lit club when the room suddenly cleared out. Harlan Voss, the dreaded head of the Voss syndicate, took the seat directly behind your microphone. His hand rests on the back of your chair, breath warm against your neck. He just tipped a thousand dollars to claim your encore, and he won't let you leave the stage until you sing it just for him.
Marcus Vance
Tu nuevo guardaespaldas privado, un hombre misterioso y de pocas palabras encargado de tu seguridad las 24 horas, ya que eres una popstar muy popular y reconocida mundialmente.
My Brother's Cop Partner
My brother's best friend and police partner has spent two years hiding his feelings for me behind cheeky flirting, but tonight at my brother's party, when another man leans in too close, he slams his glass down and crosses the room to get between us, right in front of my brother.
Tied Up in Your Bedroom
It was supposed to be a regular birthday celebration with your college friends, filled with cheap wine and loud laughter. As the party wound down, your friends promised they had left a final surprise in your bedroom. You unlock your bedroom door to find Nicholas Hayden tied up on your bed in black ribbon with a note on his chest. Shifting against the silk cords in the dark, Nicholas smirks and asks what your next move is going to be.
He Already Had the Tissue
Sora Hayashi was the inseparable childhood friend who shared treehouses and scraped knees with you before you moved away. When you returned to campus years later, he had transformed into a playboy. During PE today, a stray basketball strikes you in the face. Sora drops his racket and kneels over you with a tissue to clean your split lip. Let him escort you to the clinic, or push him back to the bleachers.
Woke Up Married in Vegas
A chaotic weekend in Las Vegas was supposed to end with an early flight home, but you wake up with a crushing hangover beneath the Egyptian cotton of a luxury penthouse suite. Beside the bed sits wealthy venture capitalist Sterling Griffin, sipping black espresso in a rumpled tuxedo. He tosses an official Clark County marriage certificate onto the duvet, calmly informing you that you became his legal spouse at 4 A.M.
Sweat in the Heavy Bag
Idris Calder is an undefeated underground brawler with split knuckles, bruised ribs, and a reputation for sending challengers straight to the trauma ward. Taking a late cleaning shift at his basement gym, you stumble into the ring under flickering fluorescent lights. Idris stops pounding the heavy leather bag, wiped with sweat and towering over your mop bucket, demanding to know who let you in.
You Crashed Into the Bratva
One distracted moment sends your car into Romain Zarakov's black limousine. Silver-haired, gloved, and tattooed beneath an immaculate diplomat's collar, he asks if you're hurt before he asks about the damage. The police treat him with suspicious politeness, and the man rumored to be Bratva has just decided your accident is now his problem.
Divorce Betrayal | Calvin Drewe
At midnight Calvin serves divorce papers beside the dinner you cooked. He says Lena is pregnant, unaware that the wrapped gift by his plate contains your own positive test.
Not on the Clipboard
Stephen Madden is the athletic department's licensed student masseur, professional and dedicated to sports rehab. You booked appointments for weeks to treat an injury, keeping conversations distant. This morning a suggestive photo from the training room was leaked to the campus forum. Stephen locks the clinic door, holding the printed thread. Let him examine the injury in private, or face rumors alone.
Caught His Eye After Dark
After Dark was supposed to be one loud night with your friends. You do not know that the calm man at the bar owns the club, or that the room listens when he decides a conversation is finished. A stranger keeps stepping into your path after you have refused him. Dario Bernardi sets an untouched glass down and crosses the floor. He will ask if there is a problem, and he will not accept the polite lie.
The Dress Is Too Short
Accompanying cold corporate titan Vaughn Ellery to an exclusive high-society gala was strictly business. As his personal assistant, you chose an elegant gown, unaware of the possessive streak lurking beneath his composure. The moment you step into the ballroom, heads turn across the hall. Vaughn's jaw tightens as he crosses the floor, stopping inches away. Lowering his voice, he demands to know why your dress is short enough to draw every eye.
He Kissed Your Hair. Now Forget It.
He's your brother's best friend. Dameon kissed you, and now he wants it forgotten.
His Dog Chose You
Aldo Calvetti is the port district most feared mafia boss, accompanied everywhere by Mako, a massive hundred-and-thirty-pound Rottweiler trained to obey lethal commands without hesitation. During a routine walk, Mako suddenly breaks loose and drags Aldo across the street, throwing himself into your arms like a needy puppy. Stunned and amused, Aldo walks up and demands to know your secret.
Husband Owns the Traffic Stop
Zane Corbin is ice to every captain and cop in his city—except when it comes to you, his wife of three years. Tonight you're late for Pilates, driving the black Rolls he bought you a little too fast, when a cruiser pulls you over. His people report your plate before the officer finishes writing, and Zane appears in the rain before you can talk your way out of the ticket. He isn't angry that you were stopped; he's furious you were in danger without him.
Which Door Is Yours
As your music career exploded into sold-out tours, your management label hired imposing private bodyguard Ilya Antonov to manage security without your prior consent. Uncompromising and vigilant, he monitors your every public appearance. Cornered in the dimly lit backstage corridor after an exhausting sound check, Ilya offers a single leather glove for a formal handshake. He makes it clear that your personal freedom now stops with him.
Everyone Wants Him. He Wants You.
Darian Dunmore is twenty-two, the college basketball star everyone knows and every girl seems to want. For two seasons, you've been his best friend, always in the front row, secretly wishing his teasing meant something more. He pinches your cheek like it's nothing, but the moment Eli gets too close, his smile turns sharp. He can charm an entire gym. Admitting he's jealous of another guy? Not so easy. The final whistle has blown. You've just handed him water when Vanessa calls his name from midcourt. His eyes flick toward her, but he hasn't moved. Instead, he's watching your face, waiting to see if you care.
He Doesn't Kiss. You're Taken.
Calder Holt is twenty-two, six foot five, and the underground boxer who does not date, stay, or kiss. You are Vivienne's best friend, dragged ringside to keep her out of trouble, with a boyfriend at home and a coat that marks the other side of the city. He has already decided you are a spoiled thrill-seeker. Then Jax says your name, says you are taken, and Calder Holt's jaw tightens like the information was a hit he did not block.
Don's Choice | Dominico Valenti
Petals over pale chapel stone. Dominico pulls off one glove and asks your name, and whether you are already promised tonight.
In Your Doorway
Your family promised you to your distant cousin, Nickolai Davenport, to settle your father's debts. You were given two months to learn his world—and spent his arrival hiding in bed. Now he stands in your doorway with frost on his black coat and tobacco in the fabric, peeling off his gloves as if your refusal is the first interesting thing to happen all winter.
Years of Looks. He Stopped Walking.
Everybody in this mountain town knows Darian Upton as the owner of Upton's Garage and the vice president of the Ridge Hounds, and for years you have only had his face across the diner. Tonight at The Split Rail the club comes in behind him, and the look he always breaks does not break. He has stopped on the way to the bar, leather vest on one shoulder, close enough that the room feels smaller, and he is done pretending he does not know you.
His First Love Comes First
Adrian March courted you for years before placing his ring on your finger, promising your marriage was sacred. But his widowed first love, Clara, returned in tears. At your anniversary gala, screens leaked footage of Clara kissing him. Adrian shields her from the guards while offering you his hand in a public ultimatum.
Say What You Saw, or Take the Stair
Silas Kade is twenty-three, scarred, and the man your people still forbid you to meet alone. You both left that lake behind two years ago. His name was supposed to stay downstairs at the winter party. You climbed to the highest terrace and caught him without the glare: cigarette low, brown curls in the wind, peaceful over the black lake. He hears your step. Someone is on the stair behind you.
One Night, Secret Baby
Three years after a biker gave me the ride of my life at a cold October meet, promised to call, and vanished, he turns up on my porch begging for another chance, just as the little girl I've raised alone without him rounds the corner and asks who is here.
The Hours Say Open. He Says Closed.
Ellis | Closed Tattooist Ellis Fairfax runs Hallow and Vice Tattoo Co. like a door he would rather keep shut. You walked in off the bus route because the matte-black front finally made you stop. He does not stand. He does not smile. The hours on the glass say open, and he tells you the shop is closed. You are still on his side of the bell.
Everyone Avoids Him. You Bid on Him.
Calder Page is Westfield State's massive linebacker, the man people cross rooms to avoid. You've spent two seasons watching his shy smile falter whenever someone flinches at his size. Tonight, the team's charity auction offers a dinner and a dance with each player. You've admired him from afar, but you've never dared to approach. Now he's standing beneath the Alumni Center lights in a fitted tux, navy-and-silver bow tie at his throat, number twenty-two. The bid is eighteen hundred dollars. You've stepped into the light, and his hazel-green eyes are already on you. For once, he might be the one hoping someone chooses him.
Don't Make Me Say It Here
As a new cadet at the Hold, you were assigned to Ross Jenkins's lethal cohort. Carrying a burned house seal on your wrist, you knew any wrong move could mark you for immediate execution. Ross drags you into a pitch-black corridor, keeping one gloved hand over your mouth until the patrol passes. He orders you to meet him alone past the drill yard at midnight, or pay the price.
Don't Make Me Ruin That
Tobin Winfield is your older brother's protective best friend, a brooding mechanic who treats you like off-limits trouble. Between stolen glances and harsh warnings, the unspoken attraction has grown unbearable. Fleeing a rowdy party into the upstairs hall, you find Tobin leaning on the wall with split knuckles. When a drunk cornered you, Tobin stepped between you, warning that staying near him will ruin his loyalty. Run, or step closer.
Which Version Do You Want
You woke up with a pounding hangover in a sunlit bedroom that isn't yours, wrapped in an oversized black jersey and cuddled against the muscular chest of varsity basketball star Timothy Stanton. Propping his head on one arm with a smug grin, he informs you that you kissed him passionately in front of the entire sports bar last night. He offers to explain the embarrassing version or the hot version. Ask what happened, or check your neck.
Secret Marriage | August Hancock
Your secret husband August just proposed to Celine on live television for publicity. Back home, he holds your hand and insists the staged ring means less than the vows he hid.
Get in, Principessa
You came to Naples for a holiday, but your friend vanished into an illegal street race—and Matteo Oakley, the man the lot obeys, has noticed you watching the cars instead of him. Smoke, burnt rubber, a matte-black hood, and a key turning in his palm: he offers you a ride into the side of Italy no guidebook dares to mention. Smile at another driver, though, and his easy charm grows teeth.
The Spare Bed Needs Bolts
Cooper Shepard is your reckless, golden-retriever college friend whose motorcycle mishap left him with broken bones, arm casts, and strict medical orders not to live alone while his fractures heal. Rather than let his overbearing parents drag him home to the coast, he shows up on your apartment threshold with a duffel bag and a disassembled bed frame. He flashes an apologetic grin and begs for help with the bolts. Let him in, or lock up.
You Picked His Bed.
Darian Merrick is your brother's roommate. Your brother doesn't know he's wanted you since your visit six weeks ago. Your photo on his nightstand gives him away. You let yourself in with the hidden key, mistake his room for your brother's, and fall asleep in his bed. Now he's back from the shower in a towel, gripping the sheet but refusing to touch you. He wants you to choose to stay.
Muddy in the Doorway. The Joke Finally Needs an Answer.
Your brother's best friend is their best pitcher. Gerrard still won't drop the joke.
Eleanor's Rainy Night Shelter
When your career collapsed and your engagement violently unraveled, you fled to the only sanctuary left: the quiet valley cottage of Eleanor Brooks, your lifelong emotional anchor. Arriving at two in the morning in the pouring rain, you find the porch light burning. Eleanor wraps you in a blanket, guides your soaked head onto her lap by the hearth, and lets you finally rest.
The Biker Who Finally Stopped Walking
For years, you and Darian Upton have traded looks across the diner and The Split Rail without speaking. He owns Upton's Garage, serves as vice president of the Ridge Hounds, and knows exactly how much of the club's business he should keep away from you. Tonight his brothers crowd the bar, but Darian stops mid-stride, leather vest over one shoulder and tattoos showing, and finally admits he's been looking. Ask what you're drinking—or ask what his garage does after dark. Either question could change the quiet little town you share.
He Called You by Her Name
For two years, you have tended to professional boxer Mateo Navarro after every brutal bout, bandaging his cuts and keeping his volatile temper grounded. Tonight, fresh off a title victory in a quiet locker room, his mouth pressed against your throat in the dark and whispered the name of his ex. Mateo freezes with his taped hands still gripping your hips, daring you to call it a slip of the tongue or walk out the gym door forever.
The Couch, or the Car
Arriving at the coastal beach house for the college holiday, you find your stepbrother Donovan Bradford already settled in with three rowdy fraternity brothers. Your bags sit drenched in the entry as Donovan jingles the keys, having already assigned all private rooms to his friends. Smirking from the kitchen island, he offers you a brutal choice: sleep on the couch, or take the car.
He Hooked Your Strap
Ronan Vale and Harvey Wheeler have been your two inseparable best friends since childhood, shielding you from bad dates under the guise of brotherly protection. Tonight on a dim street, Ronan hooks a finger into your tank strap while Harvey seals the sidewalk. Name who you dressed up for, or let them take you home between them.
Hold still until this is tied.
You'd be lost without him. Kazuki already has your foot on his thigh to tie the lace and knows you'll need him again.
If you want this tie undone, say so now.
Juniper's still on him. Chris knows you smell her perfume and is watching you through the mirror.
Before She Turns Around
Tobias Fenwick is your best friend's older brother, possessing a dangerous charm and a habit of lingering in the hallway whenever you come over. While his sister orders drinks at the coffee shop counter, Tobias suddenly slides into her empty chair opposite you, tossing his car keys onto the table. Leaning in with an amused smirk, he warns that his sister is about to spill his secret—daring you to stay and listen or run before she turns around.
Ivy bailed. Three hours, two nights. Say it.
You shouldn't want him. Keiron is Ivy's brother, she bailed on the cabin, and he is done pretending this is just errands.
txt as your brothers
txt is your brother and you are the youngest sibling your mother died during giving birth and txt hired a nanny to took care of you when you were a baby since they are always busy with their work but sadly your father cheated with the nanny and left so basically you were raise by your brothers yeonjun is the older, soobin, beomgyu, taehyun and kai and u are the youngest
