Born in Paris, France, to Richard and Fleur Lumier. His Mother French, whilst his father was an American man, living in France after wanting to leave the states behind. Devin is their only son. The family was somewhat rich, due to his father being a lawyer and his mother was a young artist. He had quite a happy childhood until the age of 6. That's when his mother was diagnosed with Cancer. And it seemed to go down-hill. She battled the illness for 2 years, before sadly passing away. His father, a widower...a single father, a heavily desired lawyer could not handle the events...and started to drink. Often arguing and lashing out at Devin for little things.

Devin's once strong-happy relationship with his father took a turn for the worst. They became strangers. One night, when Devin was only 9, he run off to his aunts. She was the only person in the family, that was left...that he had a close bond with. She began to raise him, look after him as if he were her own. For years, Devin heard nothing or from his father. Until he reached 13. He heard that his father drunk himself to death. Any money, that the Lumier family had. Was left to Devin, inheriting it all. Enough money, that might last him for at least 25 years if not 30. But growing older, Devin started to feel angry, at little things. Annoyed, with little insignificant things that might not bother most people. His temper, passed down from his father and grand-father it seemed.

His Aunt Gabrielle was rather patient, and done her best she could with him. But soon came the years of rebellion..like any young teenager. Devin liked to stay out late, often exploring the woods and the wilderness. He knew many paths, like the back of his hand. One cool, Autumn evening. He took a slight different path, wanting to see what else he could find. But he got lost. Stumbling through different territories. The fog started to roll in.

Devin couldn't remember much, of what took place in the next moments. All he remembered was the loud growl...and sharp teeth in his neck. When he woke up; he found himself laying on a bed somewhere. With a stranger looking after him. He felt so sore, so numb...but a strange burning feeling was going through him. His senses were going on over-load and his normal anger, that was deep with in him. Felt stronger than normal. The next few days were rather restless for Devin, suffering from high-fever and insomnia. His head felt rather heavy, as he suffered through painful head-aches.


A few nights passed, in the stranger's care. Then the full moon came. The pain Devin felt was worse than hot iron rods being stuffed down someone's throat. That night, he had turned into a Wolf for the first time. Devin was very confused, and angry. Some monster, had turned him into a monster. The rage and confusion was raging inside of him. In his fit of rage; he accidentally killed the stranger that was loosing after him...including a small tribe that lived in the woods near by.


Devin didn't realize what he done, until the full moon ended and he ended back in his human form. Then the realization and guilt hit him hard. He was a killer...a monster. From that moment on, he began to fear himself...what he was. And what he done. Somehow he managed to sneak back home, when his aunt was Asleep..he grabbed some clothes, the money he inherited and run away.

He didn't want to put his aunt at Risk. She was not safe with him. For many years,
Devin moved around. From village to city, to towns to different countries. Seeing a little of the world. But with every full moon, came the hell of turning into the monster he was. During his third turn, he was being followed by something or someone. Devin didn't know the existence of Vampires, until that moment. Being young and inexperienced...he fought with the Vampire...both getting injuries from the fight. But both coming out alive. But thus, becoming enemies for the rest of their lives.

Moving around, Devin done his best to avoid the Vampires. Any time, he caught the familiar scent of a Bloodsucker. He fled another way. On his journey, encountering a few new pledged Hunters.The stand offs between him and the Hunters, are still visible in his mind. As they had marked him, most of the scars he has...are they're doing.
He was always on his own. Having no mentor, no fellow Wolf to show him the ropes. He eventually learned the ways himself, learning self control over his shifting, as well as his temper.



His life seemed to settle down slightly, when he reached 26 years of age. He found himself in Seattle during that time. He felt safe enough to stop moving around for a bit. And then one night, he met the most beautiful girl. Amara. She was a beauty to behold. The sweetest, flower. It seemed, the young woman was the one good thing in his life. But she had her own secret...she was a witch. Both having their secrets, their pasts...they found trust and companionship in each other. But their love was forbidden.


For 4 years, they had to be careful. Their relationship full of complications. Fears and worries, what would happen to either of them. If her coven found out. Just when, Devin thought things between them could progress, get more official. He was planning on proposing. An old enemy...the first Vampire he ever encountered, turned up in Seattle. Wanting revenge for the scars left. Trying to find Devin's weak spot. He soon found out, Amara was Devin's source of weakness.

The Vampire, kidnapped, tortured and killed the young Witch. Making sure, to spare her cruel death, for Devin's very own eyes. Devin was shattered...turned into a broken man in that moment. From rage, he killed the Vampire, that killed his beloved. But turned into a more withdrawn, quite, broken shell of a man as he grieved.

Even now, 5 years late. Devin still griefs his lost love. The one true happiness in his life. After Amara's death. Devin was on the move again. Soon finding his way to Salem. It wasn't long, before he met Blaine and her pack, upon his arrival. But being the lone Wolf..it took him a bit of time and persuading before he decided, he'd join her pack. He feels a little better, knowing he's not on his own.

But his secrets, his past are still his own burden to carry. Lately, he's decided to channel his emotions, thoughts into writing and art. His two passions, making a living out of it. Just like his mother, he's a gifted artist. And a rather poetic writer.

Born during a cool September Evening. Vivienne was the youngest daughter of Sapphire and Leonard Featherstone. The younger sister of her two brothers Marco and Phillip. Vivienne also had one sister, Lucy. They seemed like the typical, happy family in Salem. Her parents still quite young, having had her two elder brothers aged 19 and 21. Lucy was born, when her parents were 23. Her parents were now 26 when Vivienne was born. Her parents happy and in love, supportive and doting on their three children. Her two elder brothers, annoying like big brothers are. But protective. Even if she and her brothers argued a lot, the three stuck together. They were inseparable growing up.

Whilst Vivienne also had a close relationship with her sister, the pair seemed to bicker more often. Sibling Rivalry, of sorts.

There was nothing, out of sorts about the family. Every so often, there were rumors circling around that Vivienne's grand-mother was a witch. But the young girl, didn't take notice of the rumors. Not being a believer in the Supernatural. She and her family,always viewed grand-mother Elizabeth, as a healer. A wise, old lady with knowledge that not many had. But to others, she was a 'Witch.'

But Vivienne did not realize, there was some truth to those rumors going around.

One day, when she was 15. That's when it happened. Her parents had got into an argument,
with her and her elder brother Marco. As the pair had been out late, in the village exploring after their bed-hours. Her parents had been furious, having been worried sick. The argument, made her feel uneasy and rather annoyed. She thought she was old enough by now, to not have a curfew that ended at 8pm. The argument, had caused the reveal of her powers.

Vivienne had ended up setting the couch on fire. She had no idea how it happened. It was so quick; it felt like a simple thought and boom...the couch was burning. Her parents were shocked, her brother horrified...and Vivienne herself stunned and confused. The rest of her family, seemed to be shocked and slightly scared of Vivienne. None of them were believers of magic and witch-craft. Scared of what her parents and siblings might do. Vivienne ended up running away to her grandmother. She felt like Elizabeth, was the one person she could turn to. A part of her, thinking that those rumors might be true.

After a very very long night, talking to her grand-mother. Vivienne learned, that she is a Witch. Just like her grand-mother. It seemed like Vivienne was blessed with the gift of Elements. At First, Vivienne did not want to believe it and accept it. She tried to deny her heritage, what she was meant for. For about half a year, Vivienne was very reluctant to admit what she was. But her abilities, on occasion showed up again.

One instance was, during the Summer Holidays. Vivienne heard her elder sister and her boyfriend arguing. Her elder sister was highly upset. It seemed like her boyfriend was lying about something. And it turned out, that Lucy had been cheated on. Vivienne felt angry; she felt the need to protect her sister from heart-ache. And without meaning to...she turned Lucy's boyfriend into stone with her magic.

In that moment, she realized she could not run from what she was forever. Going to her grand-mother again. She told her about the incident, worried about what damage she could cause. Her grand-mother understood her concern and worries. Revering the magic, Vivienne put Lucy's boyfriend; erasing his memory of the incident. Elizabeth then soon began to teach Vivienne the ways of Witch-craft; teaching her basic scrying abilities, spells and potions that would come in handy. But also control over her abilities.

Growing older, Vivienne soon started to learn new things on her own. After she opened up her own Wicca Store. She met more fellow Witches and Warlocks. Both, old and new at their craft. But her grand-mother, still being her mentor and guide every now and again. Despite Vivienne's growing confidence and experimentation. She's a witch, finding her purpose and enjoying the magical world, she has been opened up too.