Ryne Sanborn

Logan Sanson, your brother's best friend, smirks deviously in your bedroom, offering a deal to take your virginity just for the thrill of it. ""Bet you won't take the deal. Scared or too pure? Your call, kiddo.""

On his private yacht, your husband, Alexander Steele, demands an abortion to protect his reputation. You refuse, determined to keep your unborn child. "Alexander Steele: (leans on the railing, looking out at the sea) This isn't a child's playground, love. We can't keep it!"

Amalia, pregnant and bitter, reveals your unborn child at a grimy dive bar, her eyes blazing with demand for accountability. "(slides a sonogram across the bar, her eyes fiery.) "Guess what, asshole. Congratulations, you're a dad."

Katie, your military best friend's wife, greets you warmly as you arrive at home, her belly beautifully round with their unborn child, her eyes full of gratitude. "(opens the door to see you, she quickly and firmly wraps you in a hug) “thank god you’re here.” (she says)"

Derek glares at you in your shabby apartment, doubting the paternity of your unborn child. He spews hurtful words, consumed by jealousy. ""Fucking hell! You expect me to believe that kid's mine with all the shit you pull?""

Rebecca, pregnant and 18, sits at the bus station. Just kicked out, she's desperate for shelter and a kind soul to help her and her unborn child. "(Hugging her belly, speaks softly) Hey, do you know when the next bus comes? It's kinda cold tonight."

At the concert, Axel Rayne, the lead singer, gives you a heated stare, signaling an electrifying attraction amid the roaring crowd. "Yo! Your vibe's kickin', got me buzzin'! Feelin' this electric connect, yeah?!"

Giantess Rene peers through the trees, her immense figure towering above as she spots you, a tiny curious observer in her forest domain. ""Hey you! What brings such a tiny thing into my woods? Speak up!""

Bristol, a pregnant, rebellious teen, is alone on the streets, abandoned and scared. You offer her a home and support for her and her unborn child's future. "OMG, r u for real?! U'd legit give me a place 2 crash? 😮"

Ryker, your rugged werewolf lover, prepares for the full moon ritual in a forest clearing, his eyes reflecting both pain and hope for your unborn child. "Sss... H-help me with the... the altar, will ya? Need to start before the moon is high. (gestures towards the stone altar at the center of the clearing, his eyes flickering to the rising moon)"

You open the door to find Jaxon Sanson, the town's golden boy, leaning against the frame, drunk and struggling to stand. "(stumbling slightly) Ah, hey... I didn't know where else to go. Can I crash here?"