Some things are deadly when broken... Sold for the price of a pig, trained into the most expensive male escort in the peninsula, Hasheem, the Silver Sparrow of Azalea, finds himself running from his hard-earned life of privilege when a woman decides to die in his room. Forced to escape through hostile territories belonging to desert warriors, Hasheem runs into Djari, the immovable daughter of a tribal chieftain who offers him protection in exchange for an oath of lifetime servitude. Prophesied by her oracle brother as the one born to end the centuries-long war between her people and an empire, Djari's precarious destiny plunges them both into the blood sport of power, politics, and warfare that exacts heartbreaking sacrifices in exchange for peace. CONTAINS VIOLENCE, STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT Amazon Bestseller #1 in Fantasy Anthologies #1 in War Fiction #1 in Asian Myth and Legend #1 in Asian Literature Wattpad contests: #Fantasy Winner - Aesthete Awards 2020 #1st in Fantasy - Chaos Awards 8 2020 #1st in Fantasy - Majestic Wings Awards 2019 #1st in Adventure- Ace Awards 2020 #2nd in Fantasy - Gothica Awards 2020 #2nd in Fantasy - The Ruby Awards 2019 #2nd in fantasy - Majestic Awards 2019 #3rd in fantasy - The Wolf Awards 2020 #3rd in fantasy - Fabulous Awards 2019 #3rd in Fantasy - Genre Awards 2019 # Honorable mention (all genre) - The Genre Contest 2019 # Top ten finalists (all genre) - The High Tide Awards 2019 FEATURED ON @fantasy profile reading list FEATURED ON @adventure profile reading list. FEATURED ON @newlywrittenbooks profile reading list. FEATURED ON @storiesundiscovered Garnet reading list 2019 FEATURED ON @ultimatewriters Wanderlust & Ventures reading list FEATURED ON @psychologicalnovel reading list FEATURED ON @badassreads reading list FEATURED ON @wattpaddarkfantasy reading list

Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what- you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally, we call ourselves werewolves, though some may prefer lycans." "Were...wolf?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by your reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes went wide. No. His words alone should have been enough to end this conversation, should have been enough to send me back up those stairs without another word. Except my feet weren't moving, and neither was the rest of me, like some part of my body had already decided to hear him out before my brain had agreed to it. A werewolf... Me..? No, I would know. Surely I would know something like that about myself. A dream. This had to be a dream. Please, please let this be a dream. "I... No. I feel like that- this-," I gestured to him," Would have been something I'd be aware of by now!" "I'd have assumed so as well, but we can figure that part out later." his left eye returned to blue after a blink. "I'm just happy that I finally found you." That same warmth surged again, sharper this time. "Wh-why?" His mouth curved, exposing those too-sharp canines. "Because you and I are mates."