Her Manticore Master by Celeste King

She’s thrown into my cell to break me.
But all she does is make me feral.

I kill in the arena every day to survive.
Now I fight for something else: the pleasure girl who shouldn’t look at me like that.
She’s soft. Spoiled. Still wears silk when she sleeps.
I should ignore her.
Instead, I train her.
Touch her.
Ruin her.
She learns to stab, to lie, to kill — and somewhere in the blood and fire, I forget the vow I swore to my brothers.
We win the games.
We fight to earn our freedom.
But it was never that simple.
I’m the Manticore they thought they could chain.
She’s the weapon I forged in secret.
And we’re about to burn their empire to ash.

Read on for prison training, blood-soaked vows, gladiator obsession, and a monster who’ll kill a kingdom to keep his girl. HEA Guaranteed!