I was on the stage of the opera house, practicing my dances my routine and my songs. Being a werewolf helps, this opera house is for humans and werewolves so they know about us and we get along and the funny part is they think I am human, oh how I love tricking them. You see I am on a territory, so I am, rouge but hey they will never know until I leave to another one which I think won't be anytime soon. You see I can get rid of my scent and change it if I want to but I just get rid of it reasons are me and my wolf are rare and royalty my wolf is pure black with silver eyes, really you see my parents were the queen and king of the next kingdom over. But when we were wiped out everyone died except me, I was 10 then and I dug every 2000 grave for every wolf. It took over a mouth to do but hey I gave them grave stones and engraved them with my best writing. The only stone you will never fine is mine I never put one up I could not do it so there are rumors out there about me but I just ignore them. I went to bed that night curled up in a ball as I cried my eyes out from the memories and eventually fell asleep My name is Juliet Roper I am 18 years old, I was a princess, and now am an opera singer and rouge. and yet all of this is a dream, only to became different in real life. i am Juliet and this is my story

He took my face in his hands, intoxicating me with unique smell of his, surrounding me like a warmth of blanket in a frozen state. "you're like a fire, angel. you warm me in love, Burn me in passion, Lighten me in my heart." i closed my eyes savouring him before placing my hands on his chest to push him away, but he tighten his hold on me. "i can't Alex. If the fire overwhelms, there will be nothing but ash" i whimpered with my broken heart. "Then i would gladly burn for you....." long pause searching my eyes "with passion , love and desire i felt for you." with that he crashes his lips to mine turning my life upside down. i may date playboys , sadists, terrorist and hell even monsters but not who experienced first love... they are the most dangerous than death. when you fell into their trap , it's like you have cancer with no cure..you're struck in lift with no oxygen. Most girls dreams of falling in love with prince charming and waits for that day hopefully...but not sarah jones who knew better than that where she learned from her'TERRIBLE' life experience. But what if sarah who thinks ,love was the most dangerous and disgusting thing, was thrown into the life of Alexandar knight, The most powerful gazillonaire who rules the world with his dangerous commands, not to forget the cold-hearted with greek god sculpted face and body...who will eventually knows her phobia of love. what will he do? will he be her 'KNIGHT' in shining armour saving from the dark world she is stuck with and suffering alone?