YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED TO THIS YEAR'S CAPTURED AND CLAIMED PRIMAL WEEKEND RETREAT the invitation read. Would I really signup to participate in a CNC scene with strangers at some wilderness location because of a flyer I found on my windshield? …yep. Too stupid to live? …probably. Will I, the prey, be calling out my safeword when I'm captured by a predator who has been waiting to claim me since we met? …you'll have to read my story to find out. Let the hunt begin.

Oriana Ricci has taken over the family business-flying cargo and rich tourists around the barely inhabited Kodiak Archipelago. When her plane malfunctions and she's forced to make an emergency landing, she finds herself stranded in the middle of a National Wildlife Refuge. With no civilization for miles and no hope of rescue, she thinks all is lost... Until she stumbles upon the entrance to an underground bunker. Jack, Jordan, and Jonathan McMathan own and operate a secret security firm contracted by the US Government. Hidden away in an old Cold War spy station located the middle of the Kodiak National Wildlife Refuge, the brothers are not only able to do their top secret jobs safely without fear of discovery, but are better to protect their other, more personal secret: They have the ability to shift into Kodiak bears. Like a fairy tale gone bad, the brothers return home to find their lunch tasted-or eaten, their computer chairs adjusted-or broken, and a beautiful blond sleeping in one of their beds. This situation poses a big problem for the brothers: Their location is now compromised, but more importantly, what are they to do with the lady?

SUMMARY: Mathews, Brenna Marie Sergeant Combat Medic U.S. National Guard My captor tells me that I'm not a prisoner of war, but how else can I see myself? I was abducted and brought to an unknown location in the middle of the desert. I'm sequestered behind a locked door and bars cover my windows. But he, the nameless captor responsible for my care, claims otherwise. He tells me that he's not my enemy, that if he was, I'd already be dead. He promises to release me when the time is right. He says I'm safer now-with him-than I was before. Despite his reassurances, I do not feel safe. Though he has treated me kindly, given me every comfort a prisoner could ever want or need, I have to find a way to leave-and soon. I don't understand how it's possible, but my captor knows me. He knows my past, he knows my secrets, knows just what to say to move me... and what to say to break me. I have been taken by the enemy... and I must find a way to escape before I'm taken with him.

One special gift...Twelve rules to follow...There are some rules that should never be broken. They tell me that I am special, that my ability to heal is a “gift” that should be treasured and appreciated. As far as I’m concerned, I’m not gifted…I’m cursed. Nothing in this life is free, not even gifts. There is always a price to be paid somewhere, somehow. My healing gift came with twelve Rules of Darkness, rules that I must follow at all times, until the day I die. The rules are ingrained in who I am. They dictate how I live my life when I am awake, and they haunt me when I’m asleep. Don’t look into a graveyard, Katia. Don’t touch the dead, Katia. Never seek out the lost, Katia…It’s enough to drive a person mad. And perhaps that’s where I find myself now. A victim of a disease I can cure in others, but not in myself. It’s madness to break the rules, and yet, I don’t care anymore. I’m tired of living my life this way. I’m tired of the rules. I won’t do it any more, and if that means I suffer the consequences, then so be it.

Warning: Explicit Content. Not intendend for individuals under the age of 18.