Slave. Prize. Gladiator. Battle Queen.

I've suffered through unspeakable horrors and degradation. Abducted by alien slavers I found myself in a pen as a prize for gladiators. Did I accept my fate? Hell. No.

I made my first kill the day they brought me out onto the Blood Sands and I've never looked back. With the help of my mates Hs'tar and Merooth we fought tooth and nail for our freedom. Now comes the real challenge: keeping our freedom. I've made a thriving civilisation out here on this backwater planet. All my people, all former slaves themselves, know how easily we could lose everything.

The Central Galactic Worlds are turning their eye on us. They see our rising wealth and want a piece of what we've made. The Rentok, greatest military civilisation of the galaxy, have sent General L'Ryx to spy on me. He thinks he can beguile me with his intelligence and strength. Too bad for him I have my own plans. By hook or by crook I'll keep my people safe.

(This is a fast burn Why Choose/Polyamory Romance between a modified Hawaiian human woman and other sentient space faring species, aka aliens. See Foreword for any/all TWs & CWs.)