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The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1
Last Updated : 2025-10-27
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Synopsis
Survival Game
Fast-Paced Plot
Ruthless
Slave
Witch / Wizard
Reverse Harem
Kingdom Building
Hate to Love
Condemned as a witch. Thrown into a bloodsport. Hunted by beasts who want to claim, break, or kill her. Branwen Mosswood spent her life serving pints and saving every copper to escape the Walled City's cruelty. She dreamed of a quiet cottage. Freedom. Peace. Instead, she stabbed a nobleman who got too handsy... and was sentenced to the Wilder Games, a brutal forest arena where thirty "criminals" are forced to survive thirty days while being hunted by five savage shifter Warlords: 🦁 Hadrian Ironpaw - the prideful Lion King 🐺 Fenrick Bloodhowl - the feral Wolf beast 🐻 Torren Brokenbone - the berserker Bear 🐆 Zarrk Shadowprowl - the stalking Panther 🐅 Nythor Frostbite - the northern White Tiger prince If they catch her, they can claim her, body, blood, and soul. Branwen has no intention of becoming anyone's prey. She'll fight. She'll bleed. She'll unleash every forbidden spell in her bones. Because she won't just survive the Games... She'll bend the beasts to their knees Tap in! Updates multiple times weekly! This is the first in a series!
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The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #21 The Mountain & The Witch
Branwen POVThe creek is cold, clean, and perfect. I float there, letting the water wash the heat from my skin and the last traces of sleep from my mind. The Wilds hum soft and alive around me. Birds chatter. A breeze stirs the pines.For once, there’s peace.I dunk my head under, come up gasping and laughing, and push my hair back. The morning sun slides through the canopy in silver threads, glittering on the ripples. I almost feel… normal.Then the forest stops breathing.No birds. No wind. No chatter. Just silence thick enough to choke on.I straighten, water sliding down my body. “Hadrian?” I call softly.No answer.The hairs on my arms rise. My magic stirs, whispering a warning. I take a step toward the bank, my eyes sweeping the treeline.That’s when I hear it, a deep, rumbling growl. Not hostile. Not yet. Just a sound that vibrates in my chest, low and heavy, like the ground itself is purring.“Bloody hell,” I mutter, sloshing toward shore. “Can’t even bathe without drama.”I r
Last Updated : 2025-10-27The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #20 Bonds & Blushing Lions
Branwen POVI wake to the smell of smoke and sizzling fat.The moss under me is still warm, and my limbs are deliciously sore in all the right places. Every muscle hums with memory, and my lips curl into a sleepy smile before I even open my eyes. The golden scent of him lingers on my skin, sunlight and salt and something primal that makes my magic purr.But the moss beside me is empty.I sit up slowly, the thin blanket slipping to my waist, and blink into the dim light. The cave is quiet except for the faint crackle of a fire somewhere deeper in. Hadrian’s cloak is gone. So are his boots.For one irrational second, my chest tightens. The bond glows steadily under my skin, though, warm and pulsing, assuring me he’s still close. Just… not here.I stretch, wince, and grin all at once. “Gods,” I mutter to myself. “No wonder I can’t walk straight.”The scent hits me again, rich, savory, and smoky. My stomach growls loud enough to echo. Food. Real food.I throw on my ridiculous leathers, fi
Last Updated : 2025-10-27The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #19 The First Bond
Branwen POV The shadows of the inner cavern swallow us whole, thick and cool like a lover's breath held too long. Hadrian's hand in mine is an anchor, his rough palm and steady grip. The heat of him seeps through my skin like sunlight through storm clouds. My heart thunders, a wild drumbeat echoing off the stone walls, but it's not fear. It's hunger. The gods' words coil in my gut like thorns...Seal your bonds. And gods help me, I want to. With every fiber of my sassy, stubborn soul. He stops in the heart of the chamber, where the floor dips into a natural bed of moss. The air hums here, thicker than before, laced with the scent of damp earth and ancient secrets. A single shaft of moonlight filters through a crack high above, silvering the edges of his sandy hair, turning it to spun gold. His eyes, golden, fierce and reverent, lock on mine, and for a breath, we just stand there with our chests heaving, the space between us crackling like dry tinder waiting for flame. "Branwen," h
Last Updated : 2025-10-27The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #18 The Dream of the Old Five
Branwen POVSleep drags me under hard and fast. One blink and I’m not in the cave anymore.The air is wet, thick, and heavy with magic. I stand in a circle of ancient trees older than the Wilds themselves, their roots glowing faintly like veins of light in the ground. A mist curls low across the moss, cool and sweet like rain on stone. I can feel them before I see them, the weight of divinity, and the hum of old power pressing on my skin.Five figures step out from the mist.Rootmother first, massive and calm, her skin like bark, and her eyes green with the pulse of deep earth. She smells of soil and growing things. Behind her, Solon walks in gold light, bare-chested, his skin the color of the sun at noon, with eyes molten and unyielding. Luneth glides beside him, silver-haired and veiled, with moonlight woven into her dress. Virel rises from the water pooling at my feet, all blue and white and endless motion, her laughter soft and sad. And finally Galeon, storm-eyed and sharp, wind c
Last Updated : 2025-10-26The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 LORE
THE WORLD OF THE WILDER GAMESThe Continent of EgrarionThe known world is divided into two main regions: the Walled Cities of the Human Concord and the Savage Wilds of Egrarion, home to the beast kingdoms. Magic runs through the roots of this land, but not all have access to it, or believe it shou
The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #5 Mine, Said The Monsters
Branwen POVI'm still in the tree. Still trying to decide if I'm a lunatic or a genius. My arse is numb. My thighs are cramping. Two very dangerous, very sexy bastards are pacing the forest somewhere below me, plotting how to make me theirs like I'm the last sweetcake at a harvest fair.I shift sli
The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #4 Teamwork
Nythor FrostbiteWhite Tiger Warlord POVHer scent is going to be the death of me. Earth and sunlight. Wild magic and ripe berries. A forest witch's scent, yes, but uniquely hers. The moment it hit me, my tiger went feral beneath my skin. Wanted blood. Wanted to claim. Wanted to sink his teeth into
The Wilder Games - Savage Surrender 1 #3 Stripes
Branwen POVRun. It's all I can think as those white tiger eyes lock on me. I don't wait for him to pounce, I launch upward, my feet digging into bark, fingers catching on knots as I scramble up the nearest tree like a wildcat being chased by death itself. My heart hammers so loud I swear he can he
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