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Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/Gay Fiction
Description: When Prince Liander and his Guardian, Hollis, are captured during a raid while visiting the south coast of Tesla, they find themselves chained in pairs to other captive villagers. Once taken aboard ship, they realize they're prisoners of their country's ruthless enemy, and for his protection, it's vital Liander's identity is kept secret.

The new slaves are horrified to learn they're to be trained in the use of swords, other weapons, and unarmed combat so they can fight in an arena for the entertainment of their captors. The situation is made worse because Fortil, to whom Liander is chained, has no respect for his prince and has only one goal--to force the young man to have sex with him. Yet there is only one man Liander is interested in, and it certainly isn't Fortil.

Hollis worries about his charge, wishes to whisk Liander to safety, but there's nothing he can do as they are kept separate in different training halls, chained to other slaves, and seeing each other only rarely. Escape seems impossible, and desperation grows when it becomes obvious they may be forced to one day battle each other for their very survival...

Genres: Gay / Fantasy / Action / Adventure / BDSM (Light)
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: December 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [246 KB]
Words: 58186
Reading time: 166-232 min.

Our "host" had at last decided to introduce himself, odd name though it was. Though, at his next statement, even if I'd been allowed to say anything I'd have been speechless! Mr. Tall-good-looking had stood there and calmly told us we'd be sold only after we'd been trained.

Trained, damn it!

"You'll remain here in the training area," Cor'lyn went on, "and you'll be schooled to fight with a variety of weapons and in unarmed combat. When I consider you are ready, you'll be sent to the market, where patrons will bid against each other to purchase the best combatants. I warn you to give of your best while being schooled; it will gain you nothing but pain to disobey."

What kind of society was this? People taken into slavery for little more than some kind of barbaric entertainment! No wonder they'd only wanted the young and strong. I thanked my lucky stars that, for whatever reason, the leader of this group had decided to bring me along, too.

I wasn't worried about the instruction we were supposed to undergo--there wasn't a weapon made I couldn't use--but I was worried about Liander. While I had taught him enough he could competently protect himself, he was no warrior. It hit me then that if we were training together, Liander and I--

"You will be divided into groups for the training, and you will remain chained to each other as an added precaution against escape."

Fuck! Was the man reading my mind?

"Hear me," Cor'lyn said sharply. "There's no chance of escape from the arena." His gaze slid over all of us, and I could have sworn it momentarily settled on me.