Rexor

They thought I was dangerous before, but now that I have a female to defend . . . I'm ruthless. Daisy: I'm a glass half-full girl, but this last week has really tested my outlook on life. First of all, aliens exist. Yeah, there's a doozy. Second of all, they steal humans from Earth, and they're not nice about it. Like at all. Anger issues abound in other galaxies apparently. My situation worsens when I learn I'm the prize in some really effed-up alien gladiator games. I'm just going to admit it now—my glass is empty, and this doesn't look good for me . . . Rexor: Once I was a proud Drixonian Warrior. Now I'm an experiment gone bad and a former gladiator who can't control his bloodlust. When I see a human female with sunshine hair in danger, I can't let her fall into the clutches of monsters who will break her. I steal her with the intention of rescuing her, not keeping her for myself. She's beauty and happiness. I'm a hideous shadow of what I once was and losing my mind with every planet's rotation. All I know is that while we're on the run from our enemies, I'll do anything to protect her. Even if I have to break myself to do it. Contains mature themes.