'Horde Kings of Dakkar' series - Zoey Draven
- jdouglas96
- Nov 27, 2023
- 3 min read
Updated: Jan 6
Captive of the Horde King (#1)
She made a deal with the Dakkari devil. Now, he owns her.
On the unforgiving planet of Dakkar, I did what all the humans in our village did: kept my head down, worked to provide for my family, and I certainly didn’t break any Dakkari laws to risk inciting the alien race’s merciless wrath.
Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said for my brother and one careless mistake brings a horde of the nomadic, barbarian Dakkari straight to our doorstep, led by their powerful horde king—a cold, ruthless, battle-scarred warrior demanding retribution.
In order to save my brother’s life, I do the unthinkable.
I sell myself to the horde king as his war prize. I agree to warm his furs, to travel with his horde across the wild lands of Dakkar, and to never see my family again.
But as I struggle with my new reality, I discover that the surly, mysterious, dominant horde king never intended for me to be his concubine…
He wants me as his queen.
Taken by the Horde King (#5)
To save Dakkar, she must lure him to his deadly prison. Instead, she finds herself wearing his chains…
As a fatal curse continues to spread over the planet of Dakkar, I make a deal with an alien witch who claims she can stop it.
Her price?
The heart of a horde king.
Only the horde king in question is the fiercest male I’ve ever seen, with glowing demon eyes, a god-like body crafted in battle, and a cold, cruel grin that promises destruction.
Yet when I offer myself to him, all under the premise of luring him back to the witch, his touch sets my blood on fire. His dizzying kiss makes the world spin. Instead of fear, I feel hot and unwanted desire, awakening instincts that tell me I’m his.
When he discovers my ultimate betrayal, the enraged horde king vows he will take me as his prize, that I will wear his chains, and that I will serve him in whatever way he wishes.
And as the dangers on Dakkar loom, I find myself craving my wicked, wicked ruin...all at the hands of a horde king I should’ve never crossed.
“What spell are you weaving over me now?” I growled at her, my gaze on her lips. My tone was frustrated. She was doing it again, and I knew I’d be helpless against her pull. Just like in the fog. “Tell me. Or kiss me. I don’t care anymore.”
Mina’s lips parted. Those wide eyes were flickering between mine, and then…and then they dropped to my lips. Like she wanted it too.
Vok, but I wanted her to do it, I realized. Anticipation was rising within me. Desire was mingling with my frustration.
Her head lowered, ever so slightly.
I swallowed hard, staring deep into those green eyes, daring her to kiss me, willing her to.
&
A laugh sounded from her throat.
I offered her marriage to a horde king of Dakkar, a marriage where she would never want for anything, a marriage where she would have the protection of a horde, and she laughed in my face.
“Why ask me?” she wondered when her laugh died, as suddenly as it had appeared. “You’ve already ensured that I have no choice.”
&
“I am undone for you.”
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