As a paramedic, Alaina Stafford knew that every shift would have its surprises. But being abducted by alien slave traders? There's no preparation for that kind of surprise.
Before she can wrap her head around it, Alaina is sold at a high-dollar auction to be the new "donara" for a powerful, wealthy Errai family. It doesn't take long to find out what a "donara" is...it's the reward for the gladiator who wins in the arena.
Alaina is to be the victor's prize.
Vega is the house favorite among the slave warriors, and crowds come from across the galaxy to watch him in the arena. Unlike the other fighters, he's not swayed by the promise of winning this strange human woman. His real prize - his freedom - is within his grasp, and he won't be distracted from the chance to return home by some fragile but exotic beauty from a planet called Earth.
But there's a vicious political power play at hand, and both Vega and Alaina stand to lose everything. Thrown together and forced to rely on each other, they soon realize that love may actually be worth dying for.
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The narrator was so wooden that it ruined what already was a poor story. The main characters were annoying & without personality.
Nope ...this book has really put me off.
She had only monotone mode as she 'read' this story. I say read because that is exactly what it felt like. She did well with the names but it was wooden & annoying.
If you read my reviews you will see that I am generally not hard to please. For me to rate something so badly is unusual. This story itself was pretty interesting but it was ruined by weak writting. The heroine was 'undecided' & went from wet to fierce & back again. I was getting whiplash from her sudden mood swings. The sex was anything but hot. Had a different narrator read this you probably could have saved it but the combination of poor writting & wooden narratives have left this in the awful I will return it pile.
- Mrs. S. B. Potter