"It is not nice to listen in on very important matters." He had called her out from her hiding spot. The minute he had looked at her, she saw his eyes turn from muddy brown to black in a matter of seconds. Though young, Willow was a beauty; a sight to behold. Black raven hair, silk and shiny always laid neatly in a braid atop her head. Her skin was sun kissed pale compared to her tribe, and blue-grey eyes; were a sight to behold. A wicked beast lusts for her, but she was meant to mate with a barbarian; king of lethal beasts.

FULL STORY ON PATREON- COMPLETED. WILL ONLY BE AVAILABLE IN FULL HERE FOR A LIMITED TIME When Brayla wakes up far from Earth on a different planet, she is determined to stay positive and make the most of her situation. A competition is proposed to present only the best of Varkar as potential mates. Ultimately, she must choose a winner. But what happens when there is more than one male seeking her attention?