When I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend right before our wedding, I thought my day couldn’t get any worse. I was wrong. It got a lot worse. Like, alien abduction worse. Now I’m being held captive by a tribe of fierce alien warriors with striped skin, piercings, and horns. But when the leader of an opposing tribe comes to their village for peace talks one day, he takes one look at me and everything changes.

The tribes have been dying beneath the desert sun for as long as they can remember. With fewer and fewer males birthed, there is little hope of survival. Humanity is doomed.The yearly blooming is a season of fertility and new life—and the time when the males choose new brides. But Elliya has no desire to become another wife amongst many to a spoiled man. She longs for more. She longs for love.

After a break-in at my apartment, I get my very own security detail. Cool right? Wrong. The big, brooding beast assigned to protect me 24/7 is the very same cocky guard who caught me at the wedding!

In a world of warring orcs and men, Lady Norr is condemned to a childless marriage, a cruel lord husband, and a life of genteel poverty—until the day her home is ransacked by a horde. Leading the charge is their hulking, deadly orc captain: the infamous Grimarr. Grimarr has a wicked plan for Lady Norr, and for ending this war once and for all. She’s going to become his captive, and the perfect snare for Lord Norr. There’s no possible escape, and soon Lady Norr is dragged off toward Orc Mountain in the powerful arms of her greatest enemy.

Sold into a life of subjection, my fate has never been mine to control. I'm a princess in name only, a pawn to be sacrificed when it serves the crown. As word of a coming war spreads throughout the land, the king contracts with a man whose brutal reputation surpasses those coming for the throne. The brute agrees to defend the kingdom, but at a steep price—me. While our union will ensure the safety of my people, I’m not certain of my own. It is rumored that peace and mercy are not familiar words to the man I'm to marry—a man with an angry golden gaze that follows my every move.