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DESPERATE TIMES FOR ELVEN BRIDES...Having struck out with the knight Judith in human lands, Bash’s quest to lose his virginity leads him to the forest of elves. There, he learns that the ravages of war have claimed the lives of many elven men…making interracial marriage more popular than...

DON’T JUDGE AN ORC BY HIS ACCOLADES Long ago, as the fires of war raged among the twelve races, one name inspired fear and awe in the heart of every orc-Bash. A living legend to his people, Bash has enjoyed many a blood-soaked victory. But this Hero harbors a shameful secret. Though it is the...

He was supposed to be my enemy. He became my everything. Pro tip: When infiltrating an enemy fortress, maybe don't get caught before reaching the gates? Just a thought from your friendly neighborhood failed spy. So here I am, chained in Vorak's cell, and yes, the Orc General is exactly as intimidating as you'd imagine. Muscles on muscles, tusks that could gore you, hands that could snap me in half. Hands that are currently... checking my injured ankle? And carrying me because it hurts to walk? Mixed signals much? Then the Orc King drops the real bomb: marry Vorak or die. The thing is, my ...

I spend my days healing those forced to battle in my stepbrother's arena and my nights hiding. I've resigned myself to the fact that with my burn scars, I'll never find love. Until my stepbrother commands me to heal his latest acquisition—an orc who was severely injured during capture. I've only heard of orcs, but I do my best to heal him and prepare him for the battles he'll soon face. As I care for Dakur's wounds, we exchange glances that slowly grow heated. It's not long before I'm falling in love for this gruff, stoic warrior who's as trapped here as me.

After my husband's death, my village pushes me into the forest during the monster mate hunt, where I'll be claimed as an orc's bride. I've vowed I'll never love another, but then I'm claimed by Madr, a strong, handsome orc who I suspect is hiding secrets. On his dragon-like vox, he flies with me toward his home. His warm arms keep me safe, and his teasing touch makes me reconsider every assumption I made about my past and my future. Do I dare give my heart to an orc?

She came for his head. Now she’s chained at his feet. Zara is a bounty hunter, trained to survive, paid to kill, and sworn to take heads. Not fall at the feet of the monster she came to slay. But one misstep lands her in the dungeon of Torok, the merciless orc warlord of the Black Ash Clan. He doesn’t kill her. He chains her. What begins as a prisoner’s torment spirals into something darker. Shame bleeds into heat. Defiance is met with domination. And every moment under his gaze unravels her just a little more. Because Torok doesn’t want a head for a trophy. He wants a hunter on her...

Competitions between thieves always end in betrayal. Rivah Half-Elven has risen high in the Court of the Masked King, the thieves' guild of the imperial city of Tar-Carmatheion. When a powerful wizard demands that the Court obtain a magical relic for him, Rivah and her crew are the obvious choice. But the wizard wants the thieves of the Court to compete for the honor of stealing the relic. Unless Rivah uses all her courage and cunning, she won't be the last one standing.