Break Me, Beast

She saved me like I was worth saving.
Now I use my axe to prove her right.

They took her to punish me. Thought I’d crumble when they made her a doll.
Porcelain doesn’t scream like she did. Porcelain doesn’t beg to be broken again.
They turned her into a thing to be looked at.
I’m going to turn them into pieces.

I fought for her in the pits. I killed for her in the streets.
Now I’ll burn the continent to get her back.

They don’t know what I am.
But she does.
They called her broken.
Now she limps because of me.

Read on for monster-sized love, chained gladiators, one-bed destruction, and an orc who’d rather die than let her cry. HEA Guaranteed!