My Orc Protector
He protected me when no one else would. Now can he learn to let me care for him?
When my father sent me to Eastshore Isle to pay off the guy he lost to at poker, I assumed I’d be handing over a wad of cash to another sleazy lowlife. I didn’t expect the door to be answered by a ridiculously hot, far too clean-cut orc who looks like he takes everything too seriously. And I definitely didn’t expect the payment to be…me?
But my dad’s just enough of an asshole to follow through on his threats if I don’t seduce Garrak to pay off the debt, and I find myself not really minding the thought of climbing this guy like a mountain. Too bad Garrak’s too noble to consider his own pleasure.
In fact, he’s too noble to send me back to my shitty old life and insists on keeping me on Eastshore to take care of me. I mean, a girl could get used to the bonbon-eating, Insta-O life, yeah? Except…the more I get to know Garrak, the more I realize he needs someone to take care of him. Why won’t he let me be that person?
This feel-good, low-angst, high-heat cozy romance features the following tropes: sold-for-a-debt, independent heroine, forced proximity, protective hero, adorable small town (of course), lots of humor, lots of heat
Pages
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76