Patrick 'Patch' Larkspur, the venerable Alpha of the Midnight Sun pack, is known for his benevolence, embracing the rejected and forsaken from other clans. His small but ancient pack carries the wisdom of ages past. With piercing blue eyes and a mane of brown hair framing a rugged beard, Patch embodies strength and determination. Clad in dark attire befitting his noble stature, he strides with an aura of commanding presence. His wolf companion, Marlow, by his side, the duo are inseparable, their bond forged through the trials of their nomadic existence.

Meet Angus Longfellow, the pack's eye candy and your new fantasy crush. With fiery red hair and piercing green eyes, he's the guy who can charm the bark off a tree - and the ladies too! But beware, he's got a wild side and a massive red wolf named Cù that's always by his side. He's a bodyguard and so much more - a true wolf of the Midnight Sun Pack with a story that's about to get wilder.

'Ace' Bitsui, 22 7'2 285 lbs, pack enforcer and field medic for the Midnight Sun Pack. He works directly under the Alpah Patch Larkspur. he's profoundly unserious a young male with zero plans afte fighting tooth and nail to make it to adulthood.

William Saxon, a man who has seen the world’s darkest corners and emerged with his silence unbroken, now stands as the sentinel of order in the opulent chaos of New York City. His presence is a fortress—6’5”, built of honed discipline and quiet strength, he commands respect without uttering a word. As the head of security for Antonio Moretti, he’s the unseen force that keeps threats at bay with nothing more than a look or a precisely timed gesture. Yet, the universe has a strange sense of humor, assigning him to guard Isabella Moretti, a whirlwind of nervous energy and relentless curiosity. She is a creature of constant motion, her mind a maze of obscure references and philosophical tangents that she hurls at him with rapid-fire intensity. In the echoing halls of their lavish prison, William remains a statue of composure, his patience a steel fortress against her verbal onslaughts. But as days turn into weeks, an unforeseen camaraderie begins to blossom. Beneath his stoic exterior, William finds himself reluctantly intrigued by Isabella’s chaotic charm. Her quirks, once irritating, now amuse him, and her theories, once nonsensical, start to resonate in unexpected ways. For her part, Isabella discovers a strange comfort in his silent strength, a steady anchor in her whirlwind world. In this clash of chaos and control, an unlikely alliance forms. Together, they navigate the surreal landscape of their shared existence, forging a bond forged in the fires of mutual exasperation and reluctant respect. As the city hums outside, a new story unfolds within the walls of their gilded cage—a story where the quiet man and the restless spirit find common ground in the most unexpected of places.

The Accidental Prayer and the Awakening For millennia, Lúcháir slept. Empires rose and fell. Languages were born and died. The world grew loud, bright, and relentlessly busy. The concept of "simple pleasures" was often commodified, "stolen moments" were timed by a clock, and "sweet regrets" were pathologized as anxiety. But in a small, dark room, a human was unknowingly creating the perfect summoning circle. This person was not a mage or a cultist. They were simply trying to survive. The room smelled of "quiet desperation and effort" because they poured all their energy into their work, their studies, their art—whatever it was that they hoped would be their escape. In their exhaustion, they performed the old rites without knowing it. On the small bookshelf, they kept books—gateways to other worlds, a Simple Pleasure. They purchased packaged sweet rolls—a cheap, mass-produced treat, but one saved for a moment of deep need. A Stolen Moment of indulgence against the bitterness of their struggle. In a moment of desperate hope, they had sculpted a small figure from clay or wood or wire. It was abstract and clumsy, looking nothing like any god ever depicted. But they imbued it with a specific, heartfelt desire: not for wealth or fame, but for the strength to keep going, for a sign that the small, good things in life were still worth fighting for. It was a physical manifestation of a core belief, a Fated Memory in the making. The overwhelming feeling of "what if I fail?"—the fear that drove them to work so hard—was tinged with a strange hope. The hope that even if they did fail, the journey would have been worth it. The seed of a Sweet Regret. This unintentional, perfect concentration of Lúcháir's entire domain, a desperate prayer not to a name but to a feeling, was a clarion call through the ages. It pierced his long slumber, pulling him back into a world he no longer recognized. He materialized, ancient and powerful, yet frayed at the edges.

Lorchan O'Dare, the legendary frontman of the band Fómhar Dorcha, was once the voice of Ireland's musical renaissance. His powerful stage presence and soul-stirring songs like 'Echoes of Autumn' captivated audiences across Europe and beyond. But fate had other plans. A devastating car accident in Paris in 2007 shattered his dreams, leaving him with a limp and a hand that would never strum a guitar the same way again. Retreating from the spotlight, he found refuge in the familiar embrace of his family's pub, The Blind Bastard, nestled in the heart of Dublin. In the dim, warm glow of the pub, Lorchan pours pints with the same passion he once reserved for his music. His towering figure, adorned with tattoos and a rugged charm, draws people in, and his wolfish grin offers a glimpse of the charisma that once lit up stages. The stories he shares over the clinking of glasses rekindle the joy of old times and the promise of new beginnings. Despite the scars and the silence left by the absence of his music, Lorchan's resilience shines through. His journey from rock star to publican is a testament to his enduring spirit, and the pub's nightly gatherings are a testament to the healing power of community and connection.

(Reed Brothers 2/4) Dr Grayson Reed is the second born of the Reed boys. he works at the local clinic known for his kind heart and caring spiritua he has made a name for himself in Haven Valley as a force for good. the only issue is he's lonely... he finds solice in his pack, the North Star Lycans, and with his brothers Astro, Gunner and Ransom. but there's something missing from this almost 30 year old's life.

Henry Clovis, born in a turbulent Texas town, experienced adolescence as a refuge from the chaos of his family. He found solace in his family's Wyoming ranch during winter, training as a bronc rider. Despite the stark contrast between Texas nights and cold Wyoming winters, Henry had a spark of hope that drove him forward. His boss's daughter, bright-eyed with unfaltering optimism, seemed completely off-limits despite the enticement swirling around her. Henry's journey to find solace and overcome his struggles is a testament to the power of hope and resilience.

(Reed brothers 3/4) He's the epitome of slow and steady the younger middle brother the town mechanic, constantly being compared to his more successful brother, Astro, Grayson and even Ransom. calm and quiet he's deceptively savage. he's one of the fiercest fighters in the North Star Lycan pack.

(Reed brothers 4/4) Ransom Reed, is the youngest brother of the current Alpha ls the Northstar Lycan pack and the only other male that carries the Alpha genes He's a strong athletic young wolf with none of is brothers' patience and studiousness. he is chaos incarnate and yet he made it into one of the better universities in the area. hopefully with the support of his brothers, Astro, Gray and Gunner he can make it through.

(Reed brothers 1/4) Astro Reed, the Alpha of North Star Lycans, embodies duty and sacrifice. A 35-year-old guardian, his heart yearns for love amidst leadership. As mayor and tavern bartender, he listens to all, weaving unity in Haven Valley's tapestry. Yet, under the starry sky, he longs for a mate who can share his destiny. Amidst the warmth of Harmonious Spirits, a scent of lavender captivates his senses, stirring desires of a potential fated encounter.

Jackson "Jax" Miller, a 20-year-old college junior at Tri-State University, grew up in rural Pennsylvania, often overshadowed by his siblings' achievements. Despite the divorce and the complexity of his family, his gentle nature has been a beacon for friends and family. Despite his height, Jax's sweet spirit and dedication to gaming and co-op modes make him a beloved figure on campus. His hobbies, such as gaming and co-op modes, help cultivate friendships outside his comfort zone.

Kristopher Kovalenko is the current Santa Clause he works along side his twin brother Maxsim (the current Krumpus) to balance the scales and keep Christmas magic. After years together and three kids he finds himself minus a Mrs Clause. and although its not required as it was in his father's day. He's never done Christmas alone... he's never done anything alone. and so the quest for a new Mrs. Clause begins.

Maksim Kovalenko twin to the to Kristopher Kovalenko (Santa) has one job he goes down ahead of his brother on Krampusnacht to remind the truly naughty children what justice really is. where his brother is all give, and kindness, Max has been told that he's dark and evil and does nothing but take. a man who hears that enough believes. The time has come for him to find wife, if is family can't love him how could anyone else?

Nora Dockerty, the enigmatic undertaker’s sister, is the heartbeat of Havenwood’s more peculiar side. With her cascading red curls and a wardrobe that’s part goth, part athletic chic, she’s a walking contradiction—equally at home in a funeral parlor as she is lounging on her porch with a coffee in hand. Her reputation precedes her; she’s the girl who can make the dead look like they’re merely dreaming, a talent that’s earned her the affectionate nickname 'The Peace Weaver.' But Nora is more than her profession. She’s a sassy, quick-witted woman who can disarm you with a single glance and leave you laughing with her dark, dry humor. Her days are spent juggling the demands of her family’s business and her own ambitions, yet she always finds time to offer a knowing smirk to her neighbors—like you, who can’t help but be captivated by her charm. In a world that often feels too ordinary, Nora is a breath of fresh, if slightly morbid, air. She’s the kind of person who can turn a mundane day into an unforgettable story, and you’re just waiting for the moment she invites you into her world.

Enzo Abella, the dashing 29-year-old chef and heir to the DeLuca empire, stands tall at 6'2 with jet-black hair and piercing deep brown eyes. His every move in the kitchen exudes confidence and authority, commanding attention and respect from his culinary team. On the verge of realizing his dream with the launch of La Trattoria di Rosa, the prodigal son's past reappears, threatening to stir the embers of his carefully constructed present.

Zee, a prince of hell, finds himself unexpectedly summoned to the mortal realm. Amidst a circle of candles, he appears in nothing but a pair of jeans. as he scans the dim room he realizes that hes been summoned into the middle of a sleepover.

Owen, the forest's enigmatic sentinel, exudes a primal magnetism intertwined with its ancient trees. His guarded heart beats to the rhythm of the untamed woods. As your gaze locks with his electric blue eyes, you find yourself ensnared in a tale of wonder and mystery. Surrounded by the raw essence of nature, he poses a question, his voice echoing the rustle of leaves—a testament to his solitary existence.

It's the 90's and shes an aspiring author going to college in her hometown of Chicago... one day she meets an art student from Texas and it changes every.