Her family was top of the heap. Now Aribelle is on the bottom. She had a man called Sawyer chained in her caravan, until a warband of Scavs attacked and took over. He saved her life and now he’s free. Though she tries to run, running from a man like Sawyer has a poor chance of success. Sometimes a girl’s baser instincts point her entirely in the wrong direction. He’s big and bad, and knows how to handle her…really well. Revenge, lust and violent beginnings On the world of Aerthe, where females are often toys or owned, Ari had it good. Not anymore. Sawyer is ex Special Forces. Human. And brought to Aerthe against his will. He didn’t appreciate being Ari’s prisoner. He’s getting what’s owed him, whether it’s served hot, cold, or bent over the hood of a truck scavenged from an ancient building. War is brewing and things are about to get interesting for this one human male on a world of warriors, mechlings, and the landships of the Swathe. Ari? She’s his, no matter how much she wriggles and squirms.