BOOK TWO of the Falling for a Muller series -(-)- he should be grieving. she should be moving on with her life. and yet, they find themselves dancing around fine lines, forbidden glances, and the flames of their reputation. what is love without pain and tribulation? -(-)- His eyes were blazing suns, consuming everything in their wake. I wasn't some fragile little flower anymore, though. I had survived Hell and overcame death. He was intent on ruining me, but I was nothing if not a survivor--a queen who dances in her flames.

Micah hates the rich. Working at an upper class restaurant in Mayfair proves all the reasons why. Entitled, rude and ignorant customers with more money than Micah could earn in his lifetime. As Micah struggles to pay rent and fees for university, he doesn't live a life of luxury. He despises how the rich live and how they treat others, annoyed at how society allows the rich to become more rich and ignore those who struggle to get by. Having to send money home monthly to his chronically ill mother, Micah knew that the easiest way to earn a good salary was to move to London and chase his dreams. When he comes across Weston, a new regular at the restaurant. He prejudges him just like the rest. Dressed in a different designer suit every visit, freshly polished shoes and a bunch of new clients. Micah knows exactly what he is like. Except Weston is determined to change Micah's mind on his overpowering opinions towards him and prove that he rightfully earned his successes by helping him get his own.

They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.

Book 1 of The Alpha Series. Highest Rank: #2 in Werewolf. He growled darkly, making me uneasy at the sound. A weak whimper escaped my lips when he slammed his hands on the wall behind me and leaned closer to my face. "If I have to tie you to the f*cking bed I will do just that but you are never leaving me." "V-Vulcan...let m-me g-go." I croaked, my throat suddenly becoming dry at the look he was giving me. It was almost like he was ready to pounce and devour me whole but instead, he chose to drag it out and make me sweat, he wanted to play a game that had me running for the hills in the end. My back arched when he rained kisses down my neck, paying close attention to an area which had me aching for more. His lips peppered the area where my neck meets my shoulder, biting and sucking as if marking his territory. He dipped low and pressed his lips to my cheek in a gentle manner; one that had me closing my eyes and savoring the moment. His husky, deep voice that always made me shiver in pleasure cut through the thick air like a knife, warm breath blowing onto my ear as he uttered a sentence that I knew was full of promises and underlying threats of consequences should I choose to disobey. "You will not leave me. Not today...nor tomorrow...never." __________________________________________________ Vulcan Romanov has a secret. One so deadly, it could cost him his life. His tragic past molded him into a harsh and ruthless Alpha and an even more merciless monster who kills in cold blood. But then he meets her. Aurora Maxwell; a spitfire of a woman full of innocence and spirit who awakens the beast inside him. Deep down, Vulcan just wants someone to love him wholeheartedly. Will Aurora be that girl when she learns of his past? Or will she run for the hills and never look back or stay and love the beast? Join in on the ride and live through the tale of two lovers from Aurora's eyes. © 2017 - 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! Cover by: @SolsticeBC