What happens when a fake wedding date with an orc cowboy starts to feel real?
Rosey: After my boyfriend ditches me for my sister and they invite me to their destination wedding, I’m in a bind. I could go solo, but my pride would take a hit. Then an orc in cowboy “armor” swoops in to save me from a creep at a bar. Ostor’s both charming and bumbling, and despite him licking my palm in an almost ritualistic way, I like him, so I spontaneously invite him to be my fake plus one for the wedding. Sharing a room with...
What happens when a fake wedding date with an orc cowboy starts to feel real?
Rosey: After my boyfriend ditches me for my sister and they invite me to their destination wedding, I’m in a bind. I could go solo, but my pride would take a hit. Then an orc in cowboy “armor” swoops in to save me from a creep at a bar. Ostor’s both charming and bumbling, and despite him licking my palm in an almost ritualistic way, I like him, so I spontaneously invite him to be my fake plus one for the wedding. Sharing a room with Ostor takes a surprising turn when our fake relationship slides in a new direction, and I start falling in love. When the weekend’s over, will my romance with this orc cowboy be a fleeting fling or can I lasso real love?
Ostor: I’m only in town to solidify contracts for the new Wild West tourist town my orc brothers and I have built when I meet Rosey. One touch, and I know she’s my fated mate, so I mark her in the ancient orc way. When she invites me to attend her sister’s wedding as her fake date, I jump at the chance to show her what we’ve found together should be anything but pretend. She’s cute and funny, and she makes my blood roar. Before the weekend’s over, Im determined to claim her as my orc bride. Can I convince her to make this real?
