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Grumpy Pucking Orc
2025
First Published
4.39
Average Rating
378
Number of Pages

Hockey is even hotter when the home team has green skin, tusks, and a mission to find human brides – willing human brides, because kidnapping wenches from a village is a thing of the past. When it was time for Ozar to seek a wife, he decided to follow the time honored tradition of selecting a bride from among the humans, but the world has changed in the last few centuries. Kidnapping and pillage isn’t as easy as it once was. Now an orc in search of a wife needs to establish gainful employment, and learn things like how to operate a coffee machine. Luckily the first is taken care of, even if he has no idea what this “hockey” job entails. Now all Ozar needs to do is find a female willing to marry an orc so he can get the heck out of this confusing city and go back home. Jordan has given up on relationships, content to find joy with her friends, her family, and in her career. After the disastrous first game of the new hockey team, she comes across one of the players wiggling a loose tusk, and jumps in to assist with the dental emergency. But her interest in Ozar extends far beyond his teeth, and Jordan quickly finds herself falling for the orc. Can a dentist and a hockey-playing orc find their happily ever after, even if their plans for the future head in opposite directions? A grumpy-on-the-outside, golden-retriever-on-the-inside orc. A confident, somewhat obsessive, reconstructive dentist. It’s love at first sight in this monster romance paranormal rom-com featuring the new NHL team The Baltimore Tusks.

Avg Rating
4.39
Number of Ratings
23
5 STARS
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Author

Debra Dunbar
Debra Dunbar
Author · 70 books

Debra lives in a little house in the woods in Maryland with three sons, and a Noah’s ark of four legged family members. She has a corporate job during the day, and writes novels at night, after the kids are tucked in bed. She drives an Excursion affectionately called The Beast, couldn’t carry a tune if you duct taped it to her back, and enjoys an occasional cosmopolitan (heavy on the vodka). On a good day, she jogs and horseback rides, hopefully managing to keep the horse between herself and the ground. Her only known super power is ‘Identify Roadkill’.

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