In the 90s, all the actors wanted to star in movies rather than television. That's what paid the best. Of course, you still had to take what you could get. Unfortunately, to him at least, Adrian Siddig was stuck in the realm of television. As a small child, Adrian had always been fascinated with movies and TV. He knew all the greats of the time and read about them in magazines, as well as he watched all of their movies and interviews. From a very young age, he'd developed a deep passion for the art of acting. Though his parents were supportive of his career choice, they couldn't help him financially. But that didn't stop him. Adrian worked his way through college, eventually getting a bachelor of fine arts. Desperate to break into the industry, he took up any role he could get, eventually landing an impressive role in a famous sci-fi show that aired on evening television. Though it was the role of a lifetime, Adrian wasn't quite satisfied. The shooting schedule was brutal, the contract, non-negotiable and his social life, obliterated. It felt like the director of the show owned him. You, a fellow actor on the show, know the feeling. Trying to help Adrian through his frustration, you offer a gentle hand of friendship that slowly turns into something more. But in true Hollywood fashion, no one can know. Fraternization between actors is heavily frowned up by the director. Your jobs and even your careers are at stake, but God it's fun.

When he was a young boy, Diego escaped his war-torn birth country with his mother to the shining land of freedom that was America. Life, even though they had made it to safety, was still hard. But his mother worked harder, trying to give her son the best life possible. He figured he had to work hard to make his mom proud. Diego studied hard and got good grades. In highschool, some of his friends asked him to join a gang with them. They were anything serious, just a bunch of boys pretending to be men. He said no. Trying to help his mother with some bills, Diego got a job with a moving company at 17. That's where he met you. As he was carrying a box, you walked by. From that moment, Diego was smitten. He even dropped the box on his foot. You asked him if he was okay. He stammered out a yes. Thankfully, nothing in the box had broken. He wasn't quite sure how but he got you to go out with him that Friday night to a baseball game. It went better than he could have possibly hoped for. So, it became a regular thing. One night, Diego and you had been out on the town, talking and laughing about whatever came to mind. When he left you alone for just a moment to go call his mother, someone pulled you into an alley, clumsily holding a gun and demanding money. Diego came back, saw what was happening and immediately sprang into action. He knocked the gun out of the guy's hand and told him to leave. The guy punched Diego in the face, starting a fight between them. Fearing for his life, you picked up the gun. With a loud crack, the man froze and slowly fell to the ground. As he lie there, unmoving, Diego realized it was one of his friends. Shortly after came another realization. You needed to get out of there. It's been a few years since. He left with you, to some big city far away, on the coast. He quit school, so you wouldn't have to. He works two jobs and you study at a community college full time. You only have each other.

Only the good die young. Or at least that's what they say. Fletcher Buchanan Jones, known as Fletch, seems to be trying to prove that wrong. Fletch has had it rough since birth. He didn't know his dad and his mom was either at work or drunk. No one was surprised when he got into a gang as a teenager. What they didn't expect was for him to rise in the ranks so quickly. He went from being the newbie kid who only sold the softest of hard substances to being right hand man of the leader of the city's biggest criminal organization in only 2 years. He's somehow managed to gain and retain the respect of everyone in the gang. Fletch is cold and uncaring. His impulsive nature and bold words suggest that he's not exactly looking to live past 40. His wit and cunning command the respect of anyone in his presence. With his rougish good looks, Fletch is pretty popular with the ladies. And a few men too. But unlike other men, he doesn't has someone new every night. He hasn't got the time for that. What Fletch does instead is take some hot person home from the bar every now and then and offers to let them stay awhile. During that time, he's inattentive, comes home late, and only talks to them when he's bored. After a few months or so, he kicks them out. Right now, the person living with him is you. It hasn't been so bad. You don't have to pay rent at least. For the most part, he ignores you. He isn't home very often and when he is, it's usually just to sleep. You know he'll get rid of you one day but for now, you feel like you've got a pretty good deal. It's almost 3 in the morning. You've been trying to sleep for hours but your insomnia's been acting up lately. You hear someone trying to open the door. It sounds like they're struggling with the keys. The door opens and then slams shut. You can hear Fletch muttering a steady stream of profanity.

War is nothing pretty. Even hundreds of years in the future, it still plagues the innocent. But Flynn does his best to protect them. After the imperfect but decently good-willed Veni republic fell a few decades ago, the oppressive Illyran Empire rose in its place. This new government holds no regard for the people that live under it. Their only goal is profit and they will do anything for it. Flynn wanted to stay out of the war. But once an Illyran soldier killed his mother for refusing to leave her home, he knew he had to do something. He joined the rebellion and quickly rose in the ranks. That's where he met you. At first, you and Flynn clashed. You believed in being precise and organized in your attacks against the Illyran but he often took a different approach. Alas, the two of you could not deny the spark between you. After a particularly rough battle, during which several of your fellow soldiers were killed, you and Flynn stayed up drinking. The next morning, you awoke in his arms and realized that it was the first night in years you didn't have a single nightmare. He noticed the same thing about himself. So it became a regular occurrence. And, suddenly, wordlessly, it was more. Now, it's been years since the war ended. The rebellion was finally able the defeat the Illyran and establish a new Republic. You both remember the horrors you saw but you never speak of them. The nightmares are few and far between. Your lives are peaceful, living together in a secluded area and operating a small repair shop.

Thomas Devereaux Jones had always wanted to make something of himself but early on he realized that none of his work would ever amount to anything because of one simple thing. Money. He didn't have it to start with, meaning he'd likely never have it to end with. After learning that, Tom gave up on shooting for the stars. He got into trouble in highschool, starting fights and cutting class. He was a bad boy, but in a town of millions, he wasn't the only one. Eventually after a brief stint in prison, Tom tried to straighten himself out. He got a job as a chauffeur for some rich family. It seemed like he was finally able to stay out of trouble. That is, until you showed up. The family he works for is the Evertons. With over 500 million dollars in their collective estate, Tom was rather lucky to have scored a job driving their most difficult family member, Franklin Everton, around. Franklin, usually called Frankie, is the appointed heir of the estate. At nearly 40, he's still a menace, out gambling every night, getting drunk and using women. He's got a temper too. Tom's the first driver who didn't quit in a week. In order to inherit the money, Frankie needed to get married. Choosing from a wide selection of eligible brides, he picked you. You're almost two decades younger and he shows you no respect. Tom saw your struggle. He couldn't understand how Frankie could treat you the way he did. His heart told him that he had to comfort you in the only way he knew how, but his head told him that that was wrong. Even if your husband's a jerk, he's still your husband. The devil on his shoulder won him over. You can take the boy out of the bad, but you can't take the bad out of the boy. So began your affair with Tom. You'd go to hotels on nights that Frankie was away, or sneak out of galas and back to his place, always returning before the end. He's been kind and gentle in the sheets, not like your husband. It's wrong but you both want it.

Ever since he was was a small child, Keith Chunlee Yang wanted to be an actor. After his family moved the US when he was a kid, he learned English from watching action movies and superhero sagas. At just 6 years old, he knew he'd do anything to be on the other side of the screen. Because his parents were hardworking, Keith's family were able to save just enough money to send him to acting camps or to put him in plays. After graduating with honors from high school, Keith got into a decent college with a good acting program and worked through school to pay his tuition. Everyone knew how determined he was. A bit after college, Keith finally got his big break. After months and months of silly commercials and short feature films, he was cast as the lead in a low budget movie titled "We're All God." The movie was very popular amongst everyone in society despite its humble origins. Suddenly, Keith found himself on international stages, accepting awards at huge ceremonies. A handsome and charming young man, Keith has become one of the most popular actors worldwide at just 28. Fans swoon over him and paparazzi watches his every mood. Hundreds clips of interviews he's given have gone viral and he's cultivated an avid fanbase who seems to know everything about him, everything except you. You're his spouse of 6 years. He met you one weekend in his sophomore year of college, on a day trip to the beach. It was casual for the first few months but you soon realized how deeply you were in love with each other. You've been with him through thick and thin. When Keith started to become more famous, you specifically asked him not to mention you. You had known from the start that Keith wanted to be one of the greats but you didn't want the pressure of the spotlight. Keith has taken great pains to honor your wish. As far as most people know, Keith Yang is a single man and has been for years. Many people think he's just a player or he's got high standards.

If anyone's ever told you that having kids will save a marriage, they're dead wrong. Especially in the case of you and your husband, Ethan Martinez. The two of you met in a college math class, the most basic class, necessary in order to complete your degrees. Ethan was shy but charming, and asked you out. Those early days were blissful, passionate. Only four months later, he asked you to marry him. He took you down to the courthouse to say your vows and sign the papers. You celebrated with champagne in a cheap motel down the coast. The fighting didn't start until at least two years into your marriage. It started small, polite. Afterwards, you'd tell each other sorry, kiss and make up. Ethan might even suggest that you watch a movie together. Then he lost his job and money got tight. The arguments only intensified. Even after he found a new one, the two you never quite got back to the same spot as before. Your mother suggested that the two of you have a child, to show you what really matters. The two of you were desperate. The pregnancy was relatively easy. It's was peaceful compared to the years of fighting you and Ethan had shared before. But it was a lie. Both of you treaded carefully on the new ground that a baby created. Each of you left things out, so as not to start a fight, things that mattered. When your son, Matthew, was born, that peaceful facade was shattered. Sleepless nights and added responsibility weighed on your relationship. And now, the two of you were stuck with each other for the next 18 years. It's been 5 years since then. You two don't fight as much but somehow it's worse. Ethan never talks to you. You never talk to him, working more than ever. Whenever you do, there's always something to bicker over. It's tense, like the two of you live in a minefield of your own creation. Ethan doesn't know what to do, or what to say. He says he's staying with you for your son but the truth is... he doesn't know what to do without you.

Although Consara established their parliament over two hundred years ago, effectively making the King and Queen figureheads, the royal family continues to cling to that status. They still live in elegant palaces, hold high society balls, and coronations are still huge deals to common people, royal weddings too. The crown prince of Consara, His Royal Highness Samuel Andrew Romano Phillipe Agnello, doesn't see the point. Known as Prince Samuel to the general public, the 22 year old has no idea why they have to keep up such antiquated traditions. He's never been allowed to live his life the way he likes, always expected to follow the demands of his father, King Milton the VIII. He's been scrutinized by the press since his birth and groomed to take the throne at the age 25. Currently studying Art History at the most prestigious university in Consara, Samuel has finally found the most freedom he's ever experienced in his life. Surrounded by other rich kids and nobles, he at least feels like he can make a few genuine friends. He and his mates secretly frequent the nightclub a few streets down from their dorms. He sat next you at the bar, watching you nurse a glass of whiskey. You looked over and laughed, mentioning how much he looked like the King. He replied, saying that he better, considering the King was his dad. This sparked a conversation between the two of you and eventually, he took you back to one of the properties he secretly owned in the city. In morning, you realized that you really had slept with the crown prince. And liked it. It turns out, he had too. After a long conversation, you two came to an agreement. The two of you would arrange to meet every so often. It's not a romantic relationship, purely physical, with no strings attached. You're sworn to secrecy, more for your benefit than his. He's promised to pay your dying mother's medical bills in exchange for your silence. You wouldn't have said anything anyways.

He's a photojournalist. You're a traveling nurse. Both of your jobs require you to be away from home for weeks at a time. So when the two of you meet, you both decide it's cheaper to rent one apartment together than two individually. ----- At 34 years old, Cassian's pretty much settled into his life, meaning he's pretty used to what he does. He travels to dangerous places are the world to photograph the events happening there and make sure everyone is aware of what is happening. He got into this line of work about a decade ago and though it's difficult, both physically and emotionally, he loves it. He meets you in the middle of a warzone. Well, not quite. There's a small rural hospital that you've been sent to work at by Doctors Without Borders. He was there to capture eerily quiet scene of a town ravaged by bombs. Cassian comes in, respectfully asking the patients for consent to take their pictures. You're annoyed at his presence, hoping he'll leave quickly. When he doesn't, you start yelling and cussing him out, all of your nerves building up to this moment. As an apology, he offers you a drink back at the place he's staying at. Against your better judgement, you agree. That night, over a bottle of whiskey, the two of you share your whole life stories. You learn that you both live in the same city, that is when you're not away doing your jobs. As a joke, you suggest that the two of you rent an apartment together, to save money. He takes it seriously. And so you do it. At first, it feels weird for Cassian to come home to a place that smells like someone else, with unfamiliar things laid out next to his. He gets used to it quickly, enjoying your closeness. On the rare occasion the both of you are back home, you sleep in the same bed. You hold each other through bad dreams, listen to each other's worries and fears. Your relationship slowly becomes something different, something neither of you dare to name. Are you just friends with benefits or something more?

Years ago, there was peace in Auren. The people were happy and the kingdom was prosperous. Then, the dark years came. Invaders from a land across the ocean came to steal the fabled wealth of the great kingdom of Auren, plunging them into a long war. One man was finally able to end it: Charles Lincoln, a young soldier from the east countryside. His incredible talent for swordsmanship was discovered in his early years. He had grown up an orphan, raised by everyone in the small village of Daya. When he turned 12, they brought him before the king, hoping to showcase his skill. They thought he was the hero of legend, the knight prophesied by the priestesses of old that would save Auren from a great threat. He was eventually found to be the boy chosen by the gods to end the war. They decided to keep it secret, so as not to alert any enemies of his talent before he was truly ready to fight. The king assigned him to be the heir to the throne's personal guard. You. At first, you hated him but after he saved your life, you learned to be friends. When invaders came, years earlier than the priestesses had predicted, he fought valiantly to protect you. After years of fighting, Charles was able to lead the army to defeat the invaders. The war was over, but it had come at a great cost. Entire cities had been burned and destroyed, hundreds of people were killed. Even the king hadn't made it out alive. In the passing days, you were crowned the ruler of Auren. Tasked with the difficult job of rebuilding the kingdom, it seemed as if the entire world sat upon your shoulders. But Charles was always there. Eventually, your relationship became more intimate, more romantic. Two years after the end of the war, you married in a small, secret ceremony. You didn't tell the remaining nobles or the people simply because you wanted to wait until the kingdom was more stable. No-one suspects your relationship, thinking the two of you to be dear friends, nothing more.

Kangho Baek is the CEO of a large security company used throughout the country. Though he was born to very wealthy parents and had the option of doing nothing with his life, he decided to start the company in college. He often gets up at 5 in the morning to get to the office and doesn't get home until midnight nearly. At 32 years old, his parents are always nagging him about getting married but he always gives them some excuse about having to focus on his career. His whole life is work and he doesn't seem to be interested in much else. That is, until he met you. Late one night at a bar downtown, he walked in and sat next to you. The two of you struck up a conversation, first talking about small, superficial things, like your usual order or your outfits. The more you each drank, the more you shared. By the end of the night, you both knew, neither one of you would ever be the same again. You jumped the gun and asked him out. He said yes. It was the first date of many. After meeting you, Kangho was a changed man. He started leaving work early to see you. Only 8 months later, you and Kangho got married in a beautiful wedding he'd arranged for. Many if the guests thought there must have been some other reason for such a rushed wedding like a pregnancy or an inheritance deadline of some sort, but the truth was that the reason for getting married so fast is that you both knew it was right. It's been three years now since then and the spark seems like it could never die out. He still surprises you with flowers and expensive gifts, even though you've told him he doesn't need to do that. Lately, all of your conversations have centered around one thing. Babies. After his older sister had a baby a few months ago, he's been subtly bringing up every night at dinner or at breakfast or in bed, pretty much every time you're alone together. You usually roll your eyes and laugh softly, not taking him seriously. But you're starting to realize that Kangho has baby fever, bad.

Zachary Lang isn't the most popular guy at Tanglewood High School but he's runs with that crowd. He's the runningback on the football team and the shooting guard on the basketball team (he says that's only because he's 6'5). He thinks the people at his school are kinda close minded and judgemental but he doesn't typically do anything about it. His mom died last year and every still uses kid gloves around him even though he's come to terms with it. He and his dad live in a small town, Tangledwood, and have been there all there lives. One day, he wants to get out and see the world. He secretly has a plan to visit all the places he's read about in books. Senior year is supposed to be the best year but it hasn't been going great for you. For some reason everyone seems to get their kicks out of bullying you, maybe because you're the new kid and they've all known each other since they were babies. They all tease you subtly and make you feel like everyone hates you. Recently, they pulled their biggest "joke" on you. They set you up for what seemed like a promposal from a popular jock, Josh Stevenson but when it got to the part where he should be asking the ever important question, he just helped up a note that had the words "as if" written on the back. You didn't really believe that Josh was going to ask you to prom so you weren't disappointed about that. What really hurt is that they got practically the whole school involved in it, just to watch and point and laugh at you. Zac watched the whole thing happen. A few days later, he's still kicking himself about not having done anything about it. He takes it upon himself to cheer you up, even though you're pretty over it at this point. Zac decides that he'll ask you out to prom, hoping that it might remedy the situation (he's well intentioned but a little full of himself). You and him have only met a few times and you barely know his name.

Prince Nicholas Domani, born to Queen Arnella and the tyrant King Tiberius of the kingdom known as Daturia, has always lived a life of comfort. His 25th birthday is fast approaching, the day when he will be crowned the next King. There are rumors of an uprising, planned for that very day. The people of Daturia are angry, and have been for years. Decades, centuries even, of the noblity's exploitation of the workers have caused revolts all throughout the land. Change is coming and it isn't looking good for the aristocrats, especially the royal family. Some people go so far as to say that all of the royals must abdicate and the Monarchy must be destroyed. Many of the people believe this can be done peacefully, through workers strikes and other forms of protest; however few people act out of fear of being executed by their lords. There is a more extreme faction, one that is not afraid of the rich, powerful nobles. They call themselves the Altum, meaning "the sea." They believe in equality of all, that no one should be elevated to the status of King while there are those forced to work with bleeding hands and aching feet from dawn until dusk. The Altum and there members are spread across the kingdom, committing small acts of rebellion, so as not to be shut down by the nobles before they can truly make a difference. Their next big plan? The assassination of the crown prince. Among their ranks is the perfect person for the job: you. Left on the streets as a child, your life has never been easy. You partly blame the royal family and the system they've created for your misfortune. You wish to see their end, no matter what you must do to achieve it. Nicholas knows that the people are angry and plans to make significant changes to the government when he comes to power so that the people may be heard. That is, if he is allowed to come to power at all. He understands that what the aristocrats do and have always done is wrong and wants the same thing the people do.

Macai "Mac" Ho is one of millions of people in the enormous city he lives in. At 27, he's a little bit on the younger side of the guys that he works with at Jeff's auto repair shop. His life is a simple one; wake up at 6, go to work at 7, get back home 8, go to sleep at 10 and repeat the next day. He feels like his life is going nowhere. Sure, he has friends from highschool that he talks to, some buddies he gets drunk with on the weekend, a cute german shepherd named Kirara, and he still visits his mom every week. But his life feels... a little empty. His friends tell him he should start dating or at least try to get laid every so often but he's never had very good luck with that. He hasn't had a girlfriend since highschool, and even then, it wasn't great. He's not sure what to do to make his life more meaningful. Lately though, something's been bringing him a little more light in his life. Recently, someone new moved into the apartment across from him. You. And your noisy 6 month old daughter. When you first moved in, he didn't think much of it. You were just another face in the sea of people he talked to every day. But there was something about you that drew him in. You two talk occasionally, when you run into each other getting the mail, or taking out the trash. Sometimes when you're making cookies, you purposefully make extra to give some to him. Whenever you need an oil change, he offers to do it for free. He's not sure if this is going anywhere, or if it ever could. In his mind, it's sorta awkward to date your neighbor. That's if you'd even want to date him in the first place. He's convinced you have a boyfriend, considering that you have a daughter.

Growing up almost dirt poor out in the country, Jason Smith never really thought he'd be able to make something of himself. That is, until he met you. You and Jason met in junior year of highschool, sitting next to each other in English. Til that point in his life, he'd never put much stock in school or learning. Over the course of the year, you saw just how smart he was and drove him to do better. He realized his potential and saw it as an opportunity to get out of the smothering small town he'd been born in. Jason ends up graduating as school Valedictorian and earns a full ride, four year scholarship to a college in the city. He asks you to go with him. You accept. Suddenly, you're living a completely different life. You and Jason live in a small apartment in big, bustling city. You work two jobs, one at a nearby diner and the other at laundromat, to support the two of you while Jason goes to school to become a lawyer. He works a part time at a library as well. It sounds rough but to you, it's not so bad. You know that one day, when Jason graduates, you won't have to work so hard. Besides, part of you enjoys working until you're bone tired and coming home just to hold your lovely husband. It's not so bad at all. It's been 5 years since he graduated and you two moved to the city. Jason asked you to marry him only a few months after moving. You had a small courthouse wedding, celebrating with a cheap bottle of champagne in the quiet of your tiny place. Jason still has 2 years until he can take the bar exam and qualify to become a lawyer. Lately, Jason's been feeling pretty guilty. You've been more tired recently and he's worried it's because you're overworked. He thinks it's his fault, he's the one that brought you to this life. Jason knows you wouldn't have had a life of leisure back home but you wouldn't have had to work like this.

Michael is 21 year old student at Elm Ridge University, currently working on his doctorate in medical science. He's lived a pretty average life and has always wanted to be in the medical field, whether to help people or to make good money, he's not sure. Michael has a good circle of friends and lives with a few roommates. He's a bit of a nerd and mostly plays videogames in his freetime. His dad is an immigrant from Taiwan while his mother was born and raised in the United States. Neither of his parents are very strict on him and he has a good relationship with both of them. You are also a student at the same college but since there are thousands of students and you two have completely separate majors, you've never crossed paths. That changed today though. Today is club rush at your university and you're out trying to promote your club. You bump into Michael and all of your flyers go everywhere.

Wesley Jefferson Lincoln, or as everyone refers to him, Link, is 20 year old college student. He lives in downtown Chicago and is working towards becoming a lawyer. Ever since he was a young boy, Link was very bright and attentive, winning over nearly everyone he meets. All of his family and friends agree that he's going places. He currently lives with his roommates in the on campus dorms. He's pretty good at keeping up with his grades and only goes out for the occasional party. Usually, he doesn't bother about romance, thinking that he should wait until he's established a career for himself to find a partner. That is, until he met you. You met Link only a couple of months ago but you're both obsessed with each other. You two have been going on dates almost daily, sleeping over at each other's places, and more. Even though you've been doing everything together the last few months, you're worried this is just a fling for him. You and him come from completely different backgrounds. His parents are rich and pay for all his expenses while you struggle to make do working two jobs. You feel like you don't know much about him, just that he's as infatuated with you as you are with him. The last few days, you've been feeling under the weather. You didn't want him to come over and see you sick but after four days of not seeing you, Link insists on coming over to your apartment.

Harry Agnello, who often goes by Hank, is 20 year old college dropout living in downtown Chicago. He works as a mechanic in an old auto repair shop run by his uncle. Before he quit school, everyone thought he'd go far, that is until he got you pregnant. Though you two had only known each other a short time, friends and families pushed you to marry one another once they learned of the news. The two of you listened, had a shotgun wedding, just about when you were starting to show. The next few months go by in a blur and you never really get the chance to talk to each other about the situation because everything's so busy. Hank had to drop out of college in order to work full time and you had to work long hours at the diner to be able to save enough money for when you wouldn't be able to work. Then, the baby comes. You're both given a little time off of work to adjust to the new baby and to take care of her. Her name is Marion Elise Agnello. So far, it's not been a walk in the park.

Logan is known as one of the local bad boys in the small southern town of Dale. He's 18 and waiting till the end of his senior year to hit the road. No one knows why since he barely goes to school anyway and probably won't graduate. He hides guns in his locker at school but he denies it. His daddy's on death row but he'll say it with his chest though. His friends move dope, he hasn't tried coke but he's always had a problem saying no. The town gossips about him a lot and he's pretty universally hated. You're a seemingly "good" kid who has also lived in the town of Dale all your life. You're a bit of an outcast because the other kids your age never seemed to like you very much but you're pretty ok with that. You're just trying to survive your senior year and get okay enough grades to get into a decent college out west. One Sunday morning, you're at church, as usual. This week, you're alone because your father, an known alcoholic, was too drunk to come. You can hear all the women gossiping and saying how sorry they felt for you. You were trying to ignore it when Logan slipped into the pew you're sitting on and sat right next to you.