Don’t judge a book by its cover model, unless he’s an orc with abs of steel and a pierced…
After the makeover of the century, I walk onstage in too-high heels… and trip in front of thousands of people! I’m saved from becoming a face-plant meme by Brokk, who catches me in a romantic dip that makes my tummy flutter. Which it so totally shouldn’t.
Because Brokk’s not just the hunky model on my book covers. He also lives 24/7 in an orc costume with tusks and green skin. I might write monster romance and wish I had an orc of my...
Don’t judge a book by its cover model, unless he’s an orc with abs of steel and a pierced…
After the makeover of the century, I walk onstage in too-high heels… and trip in front of thousands of people! I’m saved from becoming a face-plant meme by Brokk, who catches me in a romantic dip that makes my tummy flutter. Which it so totally shouldn’t.
Because Brokk’s not just the hunky model on my book covers. He also lives 24/7 in an orc costume with tusks and green skin. I might write monster romance and wish I had an orc of my own, but monsters aren’t real! How can I take this guy seriously?
When a creep kidnaps me and demands I solve the mystery of a magical artifact, because of something similar in one of my books, it’s Brokk who rescues me once again.
Turns out he’s not just a gorgeous face and a lickable set of abs. In the jungle, Brokk transforms into the ultimate warrior, vowing to protect me. As we race to beat the bad guys to the prize, heat sizzles between us. When I discover all of Brokk is green, I wonder… What if it’s not a costume? What if the guy I’m falling for can make all my monster loving dreams come true?
