Mated to the Virgin Orc

He’s the clan’s quiet blacksmith—seven feet of scarred muscle, one blind eye, tusks that never grew in, and thirty-eight years of untouched nights. They call him broken. He calls the forge home, because fire never judged him.

She’s the city’s most sought-after jewelry designer—a widowed human who learned long ago how to turn loneliness into diamonds. One trip to the North Pole to deliver custom rings, one laugh in a tiny bakery, and the ancient mistletoe arch decides enough is enough.

Green fire. One sky-shattering MINE. One very public claiming that leaves half a billion viewers screaming and one virgin orc carrying his stunned mate straight into legend.

Now they have twenty-four hours to seal the bond before it fades forever.

Forced proximity in a snowbound forge ✓
Grumpy virgin orc who’s never been kissed ✓
Confident widow who knows exactly what he needs ✓
Size-difference spice that will ruin you for human men ✓
A knot that heals two broken hearts ✓

And a love loud enough to drag an entire clan to its knees.

He was the leftover. She was the spark. Together they’re the fire the valley never saw coming.

Mated to the Virgin Orc North Pole Orc Mates #3 Where the gentlest giant finally gets the happy ending he was always too shy to ask for. (Complete with cupcakes, mating frenzy, and a happily ever after that will melt even the coldest heart.)

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One-click now and fall for the orc who forged his own forever.

Each North Pole Orc Mates book is a standalone fated-mates holiday romance with a new couple and a guaranteed HEA, but the cameos, inside jokes, and ever-growing found-family chaos hit a million times harder when read in order—start with Book 1 and thank us later.

AI is shit

AI reading was terrible. story line was rushed and felt void of any feeling or real character.