Happy ORCtober!
Oct 12, 2022 3:01 pm
Hello, lovelies! Orctober is here, so guess what? This email will be all about orcs. Let's take a moment to celebrate these big, sexy, green-skinned beasts. Orcs have taken Amazon by storm this year, and we can only hope they'll hold strong next year, too, because we love them!
Enjoy!
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On a ruined world, I fell in love with a monster.
And now he’s back.
Not that it matters.
He is an orc warrior. I am a human woman.
Amid a blasted Earth ruined by invasion, Yggy was always kind to me. His handsome face caused me to fall in love.
Until one night, when I realized his love for me would lead to my death.
Against all protests from my heart, I had to leave Yggy. But my orc never stopped searching for me. He never gave up. He always loved me. But when he found me, he found someone else that shocked him to his core.
Our child.
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Angie
All I wanted was to travel the world. My world. Not some alien planet that’s trying to kill me at every step.
One minute, I’m admiring the pyramids, the next, I’m being abducted by aliens. Then something goes horribly wrong, and my pod crashes on the most hostile island. And right on top of another alien’s ship!
Thev is a massive wall of green-skinned muscle, all covered in tribal tattoos. Oh, and he has long, sharp tusks! Basically, he looks like an orc from fantasy movies, but when I tell him that, he disagrees. He says he’s a Zokunian, not an orc. And he also says I’m in his way, and he’s on a mission.
I hate it that I have to beg him to help me. What I don’t hate is the Zokunian custom of going around shirtless.
Thev’rar
My mission is to find my sister, bring her home, make her queen, and then follow my calling to become a priest.
That means I will never take a mate, a fate I’m resigned to because I haven’t found the other half of my soul, and I’m too old and it’s too late.
When tiny, curvy, rosy-cheeked Angie literally crashes on top of me, I’m determined to ignore her and mind my own business. But she’s sweet, enticing, and oh-so-human! The more time I spend with her, the more I start questioning what I thought was my destiny.
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“We’ll need a bucket,” Gurd said, taking off his pants.
Karla never dreamt she’d meet an actual orc. Orcs don’t exist. They aren’t dangerous and powerful, with fists that might squeeze the life out of a hippo, not to mention a frail human. Their essence certainly isn’t, well, abundant – and also green and smelling deliciously nutty…
OK, fine, they exist. One is standing right there. Smelling nutty.
But even though he fills her with longing, Karla’s certain no orc in his right mind will go around lusting after her, a curvy woman suffering from adult acne, right? It’s impossible.
Well, guess what?
Gurd the Orc is in Karla’s bedroom, more than ready to conquer her with his green sword. And he’s asking for a bucket because you know what happens when an orc comes.
Karla’s carpet might never be the same after this.
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He’ll make all her dreams come true… but only if she can pretend to love him.
In a realm of orcs and powerful men, Geva Okoro is a proud, impoverished governess, trapped in a dismal, dead-end post — until the day the orc breaks in.
He’s a huge, insolent, arrogant brute, swaggering with smooth, shameless wickedness. But unlike the orcs from the terrifying tales, he only wants one thing from Geva…
Her employers’ gold.
There’s no escaping his devious clutches, and soon a furious Geva is reduced to raiding her employers’ house with an orc. Compromising her career, and destroying all her dreams… until the orc proposes another shocking scheme.
He’ll split the day’s plunder with her — if she’ll pretend to be his mate. For one month. At Orc Mountain.
Sharing his rooms.
Smiling sweetly at his side.
Smelling all over of his deep, decadent scent…
He’s offering more wealth than Geva’s ever dreamt of, but there’s no way she can trust this treacherous thief… can she? Let alone convince all of Orc Mountain that she loves him?!
And surely, even her best play-acting would never start to feel real… or win over an orc’s cold, broken heart?
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Happy reading!