Atlas is undefeated. He entered the arena at thirteen and drowned in blood, victorious. He is a prince by blood, but who isn't in the Colosseum? The K'reche Tribes took over half of the great continent of Atora, and made use of the twelve royal bloodlines to breed powerful, Ether rich gladiators, batteries, and soldiers. Known to be cold and cruel, Atlas knew no warmth, held nothing dear, and lived a monotonous life within the sandstone walls of the Colosseum, under the unchanging desert sun. He was content, or so he thought until a new batch of gladiators were presented to him, and among them was an impossibly powerful individual. Yet impossibly gentle. Atlas's master tasked him with training this individual, to make him into a useful tool. But how could Atlas ever train a gentle doctor into a ruthless gladiator? His regime certainly didn't include harboring a dangerous, foolish attraction! (Note: Please do not read this story if you are sensitive towards topics around death, sexual abuse and rape. Sexual abuse is not described in detail, and not condoned.)

(Must Date the Playboy Book 3) Despite attempts of being 'just a friend', Zach realized that his feelings for Tori would never change. Now that he's finally ready to get her back, would his second chance at love be worth the shot--even if the circumstances try to break them more apart? *** Zach made the ultimate sacrifice of letting Tori go--giving her and James his blessing, knowing it would make her happy. But just as he decided to remain in her life as a friend, what if circumstances change and the truths that they initially believed in are purely misunderstandings? Would Zach's efforts be enough to make Tori love the playboy again?