The Midwife and the Orc: An Orc Sworn Standalone

When a massive, sharp-toothed orc breaks into her cottage in the dead of night, Gwyn Garrett's carefully laid escape plans are about to get a lot more complicated.

In a world still raw from the wars between orcs and men, Gwyn has finally seized her freedom—away from her controlling lord father, away from her faithless betrothed, and toward the life she's always wanted as a midwife with an encyclopedic knowledge of medicinal plants. She isn't looking for trouble. Trouble, apparently, is looking for her.

He's insufferably tall, unsettlingly beautiful, and completely shameless about his intentions. Orc Mountain needs a midwife, and this particular orc—clever, calculating, and far too aware of his own appeal—has decided that Gwyn is the one he'll be taking home. By courtship. By arrangement. By whatever means necessary.

Gwyn is smart enough to see through his schemes. She catalogues every manipulation, every velvet-voiced persuasion, every slow, deliberate smile designed to make her forget herself. She absolutely refuses to be charmed.

Except his laugh does something dangerous to her pulse. And the way he looks at her—like she's already his and he's simply waiting for her to admit it—ignites something she has no business feeling for a monster who invaded her home.

This steamy paranormal romantasy proves that the line between fury and desire was always dangerously thin—and some enemies are meant to become so much more.