Welcome to the Veil lands, where monsters are the only ones who can save you.
Xela: I chased a deadly contract into a flesh-eating forest, only to become the prey. Now I’m trapped in Briargrave, held at the mercy of a towering, seven-foot orc warden.
Tharos is a brutal predator who should have ripped me apart the moment I crossed his border.
Instead, his rough, heavy hands are mapping my skin, and his dark, possessive kiss is becoming an addiction. Survival instincts tells me he’s a monster who will consume me alive.
But when the darkness rolls in, I don’t want to fight him anymore. I’m tearing off my armor, pinning myself to the bark, and begging the beast to drag me under.
Tharos: I am the warden of a nightmare, bound to an ancient hunger that I have to keep caged. Then a fierce, beautiful hunter tracked me into the dark, looking for my head.
But the moment she bled for me, the monster inside me woke up with a brand-new obsession. I don’t just want her compliance; I want her complete, breathless ruin.
I want to spread her against the trees, taste her blood and sweat, and make her scream my name until the forest shakes.
I was bound to this prison to suffer alone, but this little human is claiming my soul and burning my cage to the ground.
