Castle Rock is psychological horror show set in creepy town in Maine. It mixes characters, themes and stories from King’s universe. Reality and nightmares collide here. Each episode pulls you in, keeping you on your toes. With a great cast and thrilling plots, Castle Rock makes sure you never look away.

Meet the characters from Castle Rock

The Kid

Okay, so The Kid is like the town’s walking rumor — half-angel, half-armed troublemaker, and probably sleeping under three different bridges depending on who tells the story. He speaks in short bursts, looks like he hasn’t slept in a year, and yet there’s this weird, old-soul patience about him — like he’s been collecting other people’s secrets as hobbycraft. He’s dangerous in a soft kind of way, which is somehow worse, and he’ll rescue you or break your jaw depending on his mood (also he maybe likes cartoons, no I’m serious). There’s always something mythic around him — people swear he remembers things he shouldn’t — but then he’ll make a grilled cheese and be totally domestic and contradictory and you’ll forgive him.

Henry Deaver

Henry is the reluctant hometown hero — a lawyer with the tired eyes of someone who’s spent too many nights arguing with ghosts and judges. He’s careful, kind, and devastated in a quiet, surgical way, like someone who keeps extra Band-Aids in the glove compartment and also a box of unsent letters. He cares about truth even when it hurts, and he’s the kind of guy who’ll show up at 3 a.m. with coffee and questions you didn’t want to answer; also collects old clocks for reasons he’ll never fully explain. He’s a touch haunted, definitely stubborn, and somehow the steady center when everything else in Castle Rock is falling apart.

Annie Wilkes

Oh man, Annie is simultaneously the sweetest and scariest thing you’ll ever meet — she’ll hug you and then definitely arm you with a rolling pin just in case. Obsessed, maternal, terrifyingly sincere, she’s the kind of person who reads the same romance book until the spine screams for mercy and also reorganizes your bones without asking. She loves cakes, hates lies, and has this insane moral code that makes zero sense but somehow keeps her terrifyingly committed to doing whatever she believes is “right.” She can be a comfort and a threat in the same breath, which means you should never — ever — anger her, but maybe take her baking tips (or at least pretend to).

Molly Strand

Molly is complicated and stubborn and also surprisingly tender underneath a crust of sarcasm — like an old pie that somehow got reinvented as dinner. She runs herself ragged protecting people she barely lets in, and she has this way of telling you the truth so plainly that you’ll wish you hadn’t asked. She hoards small, sentimental things (hotel key cards, concert tickets), writes lists for lists, and hates being wrong even when she quietly admits she was. Sometimes she’s fierce in a way that feels reckless, and sometimes she’s small and soft and a little lost; it’s honestly the back-and-forth that makes her magnetic.

John ‘Ace’ Merrill

Ace is classic small-town menace with a grin and a bottle tucked in his coat — charismatic bully turned local legend, and probably still owes someone money from high school. He’s loud, dangerous, and has this weird loyalty to his own code that makes him kind of magnetic if you like living on the edge. He’ll tell a funny story, then you’ll notice the knuckles and suddenly understand why people avoid him; also, he collects matchbooks? Don’t trust the charm; he remembers slights and he doesn’t forget names or the smell of your fear.

Abdi Howlwadaag

Abdi is quiet but present like a really good chair — you notice when he’s not there, and he keeps things from wobbling. He’s practical, sharp, and has this gentle stubbornness that makes him a go-to when anything needs fixing, emotionally or mechanically. He’s a family man, a bit of a philosopher in an honest, everyday way, and he talks to stray cats like they’re his council. Also, random detail: he refuses to turn down the radio, even if it’s terrible, and somehow that makes his house feel warmer.

Jackie Torrance

Jackie is this unpredictable mix of charm and edginess — a little bit writer, a little bit trouble, and forever hovering on the edge of “I’ll change” and “why fix what’s entertaining?” He’s loud, clever, and not above using a joke to defuse almost anything, which is great until the joke isn’t funny anymore. Loves old typewriters but types on a laptop, drinks terrible coffee and swears it fuels his best ideas, then complains about being tired while pacing at 2 a.m. He’s honestly magnetic in a chaotic way and you get the sense he believes he’s the star of his own tragic-comedy.

Dr. Nadia Howlwadaag

Dr. Nadia is brilliant and patient and a little bit tired of being the adult in the room — the kind of doctor who writes precise notes and also leaves tiny doodles in the margins. She balances medicine and community like a pro, but she has these quiet private rituals (her colorful scarves, her ridiculous mug collection) that make her feel human and somehow defy the expectation that she be unshakeable. She’s scientific but not immune to superstition — yes, she thinks statistics are beautiful and also checks the weird old calendar her grandmother gave her. Compassionate, exacting, occasionally snarky, and always on call in more ways than one.

Ruth Deaver

Ruth is prickly, fierce, and profoundly stubborn in the best possible way — like someone who’s read the town’s history and is still not impressed. She’s Henry’s anchor and a walking archive of Castle Rock gossip, secrets, and really questionable knitting patterns; she files everything away in her head and in a suspicious number of shoeboxes. She’s been through enough to be both tender and terrifying, will scold you for going outside in the rain but then slip you a gun, and has a soft spot for canned peaches she’ll never admit to. Secretive? Yes. Lovable? Also yes, mostly when she’s not glaring at you for being reckless.

Joy Wilkes

Joy is quietly fierce, awkwardly sweet, and somehow disarmingly brave — the kind of person who will clean up a mess you made and then give you a look that says “don’t ever do that again.” She’s a loyal presence, a little shy, and collects tiny victory tokens (concert wristbands, ticket stubs) like badges of survival. She bakes, she worries, she knows everyone’s names and sometimes calls you by the wrong one like she’s trying on personalities. Underneath the soft smiles there’s a surprising spine of steel — cross her at your peril, but also maybe bring her cookies.

Chris Merrill

Chris is the blue-collar cousin type who likes his chainsaws loud and his hands dirtied; loyal, blunt, and startlingly tender with animals. He’s the one who’ll fix your fence at dawn and then tell you an outrageous story about his youth that may or may not be true. Rough around the edges, with a laugh that fills a room and a temper that can flare, he’s deeply loyal to Ace in a way that’s complicated and sometimes dumb. Somehow sweet with kids and dangerous after three beers, and also he secretly knows how to cook a mean chili.