I’ve been promised to an Orc Guardian. He’s coming for me soon and I will have no choice—I’ll have to leave the realm of humans and marry the huge, fearsome beast known as Gregor the Slayer. Orc Guardians are said to be cruel and unfeeling. I struggle to accept my lot in life, and I won’t lie—I’m tempted to run and hide. But deep down, I know I wouldn’t get far, and the last thing I wish to do is bring down an orc’s vengeance upon my village… or upon myself. I soon learn that while Gregor has a fierce, vengeful side, when it comes to me, he can be gentle and… sweet. He’s also intensely protective and possessive of me. But we come from different realms, and his world is so very different from my own. Will I survive marriage to a big, growly orc?

A big Orc Guardian just bought me. I’ve spent my whole life in hiding, exiled from my people, most of whom are dead. I tell myself loneliness is a strength, even though deep down I long for companionship. The first time I leave my hiding place, I’m captured by hunters and taken to a seaside village, where I’m put on the auction block, my pointed ears on full display before a crowd of stunned humans… and one gigantic (and incredibly handsome) orc who is determined to cast the winning bid. I think Thorsen the Savage bought me to keep as a plaything, and I’m fully prepared to use my light fae magic against him. But when he removes the iron bands from my wrists, helps heal me, and promises to take me far away from the enemies who would hunt me down, I decide to make a deal with him. I’ll become his wife if he keeps me hidden in the Orc Realm.

The orc warrior says I'm his... soulmate? A long time ago, my father sold my sister to an orc. I haven't heard from her since, but I am determined to find her and bring her home. During my first week on the road north, however, I cross paths with a massively tall Orc Guardian who claims I'm his... fated mate. Magnus the Wolf says I'm coming with him, and he won't take no for an answer. Hm. Maybe getting kidnapped by a big, muscular orc who wants to marry me isn't the worst thing that could happen. After he brings me back to his clanlands, I can find my sister and we can flee the Orc Realm together. No looking back. But the first time Magnus kisses me, the whole world fades and I find myself yearning for his touch. I also find myself wondering if maybe, just maybe, escape isn't the answer.