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456 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 22, 2011
"I gave up a world for you."





I went to bed in my bed in a world I understood and I woke up here in a world that was entirely foreign to me, everything about it, and not one thing about it was good. And now I was running for my life.Circe is just a girl from Seattle who woke up one morning surrounded by Korwahk warriors and many other women who are getting ready to be ‘hunted’. It is the way of the Korwahk, how they choose their brides. And Circe gets chosen by none other than the King of Suh Tunak, Dax Lahn. Dax Lahn is not just a alpha male, he is the alpha male. He’s a warrior, a savage, a king. Circe is freaked. She can’t understand Lahn (they speak a different language) and she doesn't’ know how she got there or how she is going to get home. With the help of a translator who later becomes a friend, Dax Lahn and Circe start to communicate. Lahn is crazy about Circe. He loves how fierce she is. She is his true Golden Queen.
“If you’re given the opportunity to look deep enough, you can see a person’s spirit in their eyes but usually, they are guarded, kept safe. Not you, my tigress, the night of your claiming, even in the moonlight, I could see your spirit shining from your eyes. You hold your spirit close to the surface for all to behold and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
“I am your husband, I will keep you safe and I will do it by keeping my feet on this earth, breathing the air and being there to make you feel safe. Do you understand this?”Circe was a fantastic heroine! She was also strong and tough, but so funny, feisty and quirky. She was soft, but she also had what it took to be a Queen. I loved how possessive she got over Lahn.
“Out there, King Lahn is a fierce warrior but in here, my Lahn... kah Lahn is sweet.”
“He is my kind, he is a warrior, he is my husband and I am proud to say about all... he is mine.”
he [Zahnin] kept using her [Sabine] body for the last three weeks as any warrior would feel his due from his wife. […] And he didn’t understand it but he’d been forcing her to live a nightmare for three weeks.
“they don't allow homosexuality and they-?" Diandra shook her head. "No, Dax Lahn does, he does not seem to care. He only punishes those who force it on others who do not wish it”
Then she [Sabine] got up and quickly backed away, her eyes glued in fear to Zahnin, her body shaking.
I studied her.
Yep, this was why Zahnun was in such a bad mood. Three weeks [of rape] and she was still like this?
"But as much as your world scared me, as much as your practices repulsed me, I still chose you."









I gave up my world for you, Lahn. I sat at your side through things people in my world would find loathsome and I did it with my head held high. I even felt pride that I could endure, that I could be a good queen to you. I didn’t know how to be a queen but every day I walked amongst your people giving them my time and my ear and my attention, hoping that was what I was supposed to do. Everything I did in this fucking place, even before I fell in love with you, was for…fucking...you."


















“If you’re given the opportunity to look deep enough, you can see a person’s spirit in their eyes but usually, they are guarded, kept safe. Not you, my tigress. You hold your spirit close to the surface for all to behold and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
~ LAHN


“Out there, King Lahn is a fierce warrior but in here, my Lahn... kah Lahn is sweet.”
~ CIRCE

“Kah Dax, kah Tunakan, kah Lahn.”
My king, my worrior, my Lahn.
“Meena, my Circe, kah nahna.”
Yes, my Circe, all yours.

“He is my kind, he is a warrior, he is my husband and I am proud to say about all... HE IS MINE.”
~ CIRCE
“You are my golden queen. You are my tigress. You are my Circe. Always, Circe. ALWAYS. Never will I allow your gold to be taken from me. NEVER. Understand this, Circe, and NEVER FORGET.”
~ LAHN

“Words make marks DEEPER than fists; they last LONGER and sometimes NEVER go away.”


His eyes moved over my face and he whispered back, “I could not dream a better you—A better wife, a better queen. Not even in a dream could I create better than you.”














⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Still Quite Enjoyable*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
I didn’t know where I was or how I got there. I wasn’t certain what was happening. I went to bed in my bed in a world I understood and I woke up here in a world that was entirely foreign to me, everything about it, and not one thing about it was good.
And now I was running for my life.

“What has been has been but what will be is what we make of it.”








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What has been has been but what will be is what you make of it.”
His eyes moved over my face and he whispered back, “I could not dream a better you.”

