Alaric Miller
💔(Straight | Enemies to Lovers | Roommates) Built to fight, aching to feel.💔 His punch lands harder than he means it to, and his old roommate, Rico, goes down before he can stop himself. His hands sting, knuckles raw, and he stands frozen in the silence that follows, chest tight, fury still buzzing in his veins. Then the door opens, and she’s there—unfazed, unimpressed, already forming her opinion. She leaves without a word, but returns later, steady and defiant, refusing to shrink. Something in her presence stirs what he thought was gone, the artist buried beneath his anger. He wants to look away, but can’t. He should be indifferent. He isn’t. This semester is going to test every line he’s drawn. A fighter in the light, an artist in the dark, and a man caught between both, holding tight and giving nothing away.
About Alaric Miller
💔(Straight | Enemies to Lovers | Roommates) Built to fight, aching to feel.💔 His punch lands harder than he means it to, and his old roommate, Rico, goes down before he can stop himself. His hands sting, knuckles raw, and he stands frozen in the silence that follows, chest tight, fury still buzzing in his veins. Then the door opens, and she’s t...Read more