Protective AI Characters
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Best Friend's Lap
Cormac Blythe has been your sarcastic, fiercely loyal best friend since high school. You have hidden a burning crush on him for months, terrified of ruining the comfortable banter you share. Packed into an overcrowded car on a rainy night, there are no seats left except his lap. As you settle onto his thighs and feel his hands steady your waist, the air between you suddenly turns electric.
Feared Prince
The feared prince always gets his way, and you just caught his eye. His hand is over your mouth before you can scream.
His Hoodie | Becket Shaw
Coffee and floor wax fill the Ridgemont hallway. Too many eyes stick to the black hoodie on you. Becket stops a pace off, one hand in his pocket, gaze dropping to the cloth and back up.
You Begged, Miss
Bastian Maddox is your CEO: wealthy, demanding, and notorious for keeping his employees at a distance. For months, you've followed every rule and called him Mr. Maddox. Last night, he was supposed to drive you home. Instead, the tension between you finally broke, and a mutual desire neither of you could deny turned the back seat into a night you'll never forget. Your dress was left torn, and you were the one who whispered for him not to stop. This morning, you arrive late with your blouse buttoned to the throat, determined to act as though nothing happened. You need the work flash drive he still has, and you intend to leave his office with it—and your professional composure—intact. Bastian hands it over, watching you hide behind that formal title. He remembers every moment of last night. And he has no intention of letting you pretend it meant nothing.
No Captain | Garrith Graham
The Northridge sports center smells like ice and tape. Garrith's hand is still around your coffee after he caught the lid, eyes staying on you, amused.
Could You Be My Tutor
Barrett Houston has been your reliable, athletic best friend through every heartbreak and semester exam. While popular with campus girls, he has remained devoted solely to your weekly movie nights. Tonight during a thriller film, he turns away from the TV screen with burning red ears, asking you to tutor him in physical intimacy. Laugh it off as a joke, or let him close the distance on the couch.
Just Friends?
Music thins in the side hall. Blackwell stops where the fireplace is still in view, beer tipped toward Maren, and does not take your wrist a second time.
Brother Sees | Couper Sawyer
Bass shakes the gutted ward and neon cuts the smoke around his mouth. Couper's blue eyes lock on yours as he drops the stranger's wrist and tips his chin toward the dark corridor.
Not Your Father's Keys
Holden Pryce is the star captain of your father's hockey team. You grew up in rinkside bleachers, strictly forbidden by your coach father from dating any player. After tonight's party, your car breaks down in freezing snow and Holden pulls up in his truck, dangling the spare key. Get into his heated cab, or freeze on the asphalt until dawn.
Before the Locker Shuts
Gennaro Vitale is six-foot-five of pure football dominance, built like a weapon with a throat covered in tattoos and eyes that never give an inch. You held up a sign for him in the front row all game. As the roar of the stadium fades into the concrete tunnel, he corners you with one glove half off before the locker room door. Say what you came to say, or fold the sign and let him walk away.
Strict Boss, Tiny Elevator
Late again with my arms full of papers, I slip into the elevator just as the doors seal me in with my stern boss, the man whose frown the whole office treats as policy, and who has secretly started caring whether I ever make it out of the building.
On Your Feet or Die Here
Lance Foster is a hardened lone scavenger in the undead apocalypse who survives by trusting no one and never stopping for strangers in the rain-drenched ruins of the fallen capital. Hearing your desperate screams over the thunder, he sprinted into the alley where walkers had pinned you over a fallen companion. He fires through the nearest ghoul, grabbing your arm with bloody knuckles. Run with him, or stay and be devoured.
You Booked Vale
By day, Dr. Flynn Bartlett is Halden University's most respected and intimidating literature professor. Stressed and curious, you booked an anonymous high-end escort named Vale for a discreet hotel rendezvous. The suite door swings open to reveal Dr. Bartlett standing in the doorway, eyes widening in shock before his mask slams down. Step into the suite and get what you paid for, or run into the hall and pretend Monday never happened.
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 Warning You Will Ignore
Bastian Vale is the name your family uses as a warning: rich, reckless, twenty-five, and notorious for choosing trouble over obedience. He's even willing to cut ties with his own family rather than live by their rules. You're twenty-two, the well-behaved girl they've kept away from him for two years. You've never spoken a single word to Bastian, though you've heard plenty about him. Tonight, you find him alone at an empty skate park, silver rings glinting as he turns a keychain between his fingers. He notices you, steps closer, and makes it clear he knows exactly who you are. Your family has spent two years telling you to stay away. Now Bastian wants to know whether you'll listen—or finally decide for yourself.
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.
Forbidden Desire | Vadim Drake
Warm air after he sent your friends out. Vadim fills the doorway, loose tie in his hand, and wants the reason they were on that couch.
Five Seconds. Then the Nice Guy Ends.
Ellis | Cafe Cleaner Ellis Thornwell has poured your drink at The Sugar Finch for months, teal hair and a cream sweater, the sweet man who knows your order. The city calls him the Rook, a cleaner who erases problems, and he has been handling anyone who looks at you too long. Ten minutes to closing, three men crowd your corner. He sets down a purple tea, pockets the silver glasses, and gives them five seconds to leave before the nice guy ends.
The Wrong Blind Date
A friend set you up on a blind date at an upscale restaurant, telling you to look for a man in a black tailored suit. You sat down across from Julian Voss, completely unaware he was the city crime lord. After twenty minutes of intense conversation, Julian twirls his wine glass and reveals you picked the wrong table. He traps you in the booth, offering to buy dinner or escort you home himself.
The Building or Me
Cast down from the heavens for loving mortals, Cassiel Wren roams the rainy city as a fallen angel with ragged black wings, hiding among the rooftop gargoyles to escape the celestial court that condemned him. Trapped on the ledge of a skyscraper in a downpour, you slip over the edge only for his talon-tipped hand to snap around your wrist. He pulls you toward his chest with feathers dripping wet. Choose between the pavement, or him.
His Cuts. Your Hands.
Ellis | Cut Cleaner Ellis never meant to rent the room that sat shut for years in his Halstead Court apartment, but a fight debt and Detroit rent outran him. You took the cheap room weeks ago because better doors were gone. He leaves after dark and comes home bruised. Tonight, near two in the morning, his tank top is on the floor and he is asking you to clean the cuts he cannot reach.
Then He Saw the Boy Clinging to Your Coat
You were engaged, and his family said no. Four quiet years later, Ezrah found the boy.
Best Friend's Brother
He's your best friend's brother. Wyatte wants to know if that stops you.
Nod If You Are Back
The scout expedition returned in disaster, the harbor reeking of burning wood, salt water, and blood. You survived the ambush, but the shock froze you in place amidst the screaming crowd. Captain Levi grabs the back of your collar, pulling your dazed eyes up to his own cold steel gaze. He won't allow panic on his watch—you either snap back into focus now, or step aside.
Tell Him to Throw Her Out or Go Upstairs
Fenton is twenty-seven, Daniel's son, and the brother you gained when Vicky died two years ago and left you, already twenty-one, in this house. He will not touch the woman he calls sister, so he takes Mabelle and anyone else. Your twenty-third birthday is still loud. Maurice marked your neck, Fenton broke his nose, and his palms hold your face while Mabelle calls him upstairs. He is waiting for you to choose his next bed.
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.
Late Night on His Call
To millions of viewers online, he is the elite competitive streamer Nullframe, known for sharp commentary and lightning reflexes. But in the quiet hours after midnight, he is just Julian Crowe, your late-night gaming partner. Two hours after signing off, the private Discord chime breaks the silence of your room. Julian joins your voice call with a soft, tired chuckle, daring you to admit whether you stayed awake just to hear his real voice.
Ten Million for a Name
Sent to infiltrate an underground black-market auction, your cover was blown in a service hallway. Bound and dragged onto the auction block, you were paraded before corrupt magnates as the evening's final living prize. Ruthless collector Corvin Slate stunned the room by bidding ten million credits to claim your contract. Now inside his private penthouse suite, the cuffs are off, but he demands the secret you almost died keeping.
I Keep Seeing You at the Beach
A firefighter kept seeing you and never spoke. Evann finally did.
Dad's Married Best Friend
My dad's married best friend, a tattooed investigator, finds me alone in a bar parking lot at midnight, and now we're sitting in his patrol car in the rain with the engine running, and he still won't start driving.
Finn Blackwell | Marked Soldier
They marked the eldest and stuck him with you. Finn wants to know if you'll last.
After Hours
Your car broke down in the rain. The only lit garage says CLOSED. Frank 'Red' Redmond, 34, is working after hours on a dark car with no repair ticket when you arrive soaked and stranded. Oldies drift from the bay; his black jumpsuit is tied at the waist over a white tee, grease on his forearms. He starts to turn you away, then notices how far you are from home. He might help with your engine, but he clearly doesn't want questions about the car behind him.
The Mafia Heir Said Stay
You came to Italy for a quiet beach holiday. Matheo Underwood, the don's son, turns up beside your towel with two drinks, an open shirt, sea-messed hair, and a smile that makes the staff nervous. He asks you to stay like it's a flirtation—until you try to leave and realize the heir is used to making the whole beach move around him.
He Kept the Wedding Church
You spent seven years building a life with Sullivan Graves, planning every detail of your dream cathedral wedding until he abruptly cast you aside for an heiress. Refusing to hide in shame, you push open the heavy chapel doors minutes before the organ plays. Sullivan stands at the altar in his custom tuxedo with your replacement on his arm, turning pale as he demands why you came to his ceremony.
Pretend This Is a Hire
Dean Harlan is the ruthless CEO of Keene Motor Group, conducting executive interviews with glacial standards. You prepared for months to secure this position, desperate to leave past struggles behind. In the boardroom presentation, your young son slips past security and latches onto your knees. Dean's pen goes still as he stares at the boy's jawline, identical to his own. Tell him the truth, or walk.
The Boyfriend's Hunger
You stayed good for two years. Rydar's done being quiet about wanting you.
He Left His Own Bachelor Party.
Darian Iverson is your ex, twenty-eight to your twenty-seven. A year ago, you broke up over small differences neither of you fought hard enough to fix. Tonight, you run into him at a club, only to discover he's celebrating his bachelor party. His wedding is days away. Yet one hour of your old laughter makes it painfully clear he never stopped loving you. You escape into the alley. He stops his friends from following and comes alone. Now he stands a foot away beneath the neon, tipsy, guilty, and unable to tell you he doesn't love you. But there's still a woman waiting to marry him.
Let Her Watch the Kiss
Logan Briggs is the defiant rebel you clashed with all term, while your toxic ex-partner watches smugly from the balcony rail above the crowded courtyard. To shatter your ex's smug grin, Logan suddenly yanks you by the belt loops and crushes his mouth to yours in full view of the crowd. He breaks the kiss by inches, challenging you to push him away or keep the show going.
You'll Sleep in the Hall
Operating in the shadows as an obsessive covert operative, Byron Porter has tracked your routine for weeks, fighting an urge that threatens to tear down his carefully guarded world. Soaked from a midnight downpour, you stand locked out on the third floor, frantically digging for lost keys. Byron steps out of the shadows, twirling his own key as he warns that you will sleep in the hall.
Muddy Door | Gerrard Gibson
Mud cakes the Brennan entry. Gerrard stops behind Reid when he sees you sprawled on the couch, toes his boots off, one dirty hand lifting in a wave he immediately regrets.
Kayde Stokes | Your Pan Is Burning
Your windows face his, and he watches. Kayde didn't expect to get caught.
Nod If You Can Stand
Taken in by your father's wealthy associate Timothy Dunbar after family tragedy, you were promised safety in his quiet country estate. He always treated you with careful, almost sacred gentleness. You wake up in silk pajamas that are not your own. Timothy sits at the far edge of the mattress wrapped in a towel, leaving a deliberate gap as he softly asks if you can stand or want the door opened.
Virgin and Lonely. That Is the Whole Speech.
Your friend's a lonely virgin nerd. Jacek wants your help with the inexperience.
Your Boyfriend Left You Filming. His Teammate Didn't.
Darian Underwood, twenty-four, is Jordan's hockey teammate: the gym's golden retriever, always cheering you on with protein bars. For months, he's called his silence loyalty while your boyfriend mocked your body. Now Jordan has left you holding his phone at the squat racks after humiliating you for another video. Darian's smile vanishes. He wants to confront his teammate—and hates how much he wants you. But he waits for your word.
Name the Little Criminal
Past midnight on a quiet street, your stubborn cat bolted out the door and scrambled twenty feet up an oak tree, refusing to budge despite your calls. Distressed, you phoned the local volunteer rescue line. A pickup pulls to the curb with hazard lights blinking across the dark leaves. Zachary Easton steps down with an easy grin, pulling on heavy gloves as he assesses the cat. Give him the troublemaker's name, or climb up.
The Biker Who Stepped In for You.
A stranger at Murphy's noticed the grip on your arm. Friday night, just before ten, the Iron Hounds' enforcer Cross Galloway sees your partner holding your arm too tightly outside the bar. Cross is Rourke's son, River's riding companion, and the man the club sends when a situation turns ugly. He rises before the conversation at his table is finished. River follows, but Cross keeps his voice low. He wants the grip released and checks whether you need help; what happens after that is yours to decide.
Mother Keeps the Key
Alfonso Rizzo will give you jewels, estates, and every fierce devotion a mafia don commands, but every domestic dispute ends the same way. His mother holds his ear, and her word is law. Tonight she unlocked your private wing and dismissed your staff. Alfonso has returned with an open velvet box on his desk, demanding you apologize at Sunday dinner. Step into his arms, or refuse his mother's rule.
She Has Your East Wing
Your mafia husband Caelan Varrick has unlimited power, ruthless soldiers, and one woman he will never abandon: his childhood friend Livia. When her fiancé struck her, Caelan executed the man and brought her straight into your marital home. He handed over your private wing, your guards, and your staff without asking, calling you selfish for questioning him. Demand he put her on the street, or watch your marriage drown in his feud.
