Thankful for My Orc

She’s convinced she can’t be loved. He’s determined to prove she already is.

Jordan
I’m a divorce lawyer. Victorious in court, hopeless in love. The plan? Swear off dating and bury myself in work. The only reason I showed up at the orc firefighter speed-dating event was because my best friend dragged me along as moral support.
I ended up paired with Forge—six-foot-eight of hot green muscle and infuriating patience. One incendiary kiss ignited a night of raw hunger I can’t stop replaying.
Then I did what I always do: I panicked.
Forge doesn’t pout. He builds. We each put ten date ideas in a hat: a taco truck crawl, a vintage pinball tournament, even letting me into his workshop—his hands guiding mine over smooth wood until the air between us burns hotter than any fire.
With him, every disaster feels like destiny in disguise. The more time we spend together, the more I know his heart, and the harder it is to walk away.

Forge
She’s guarded. I’m devoted. She’s brilliant. I’m hers. She thinks she’s unlovable; I know she’s my destiny.
So, I make it simple: one date at a time. I’ll shoulder the weight. I’ll do the heavy lifting, so she can finally let go in my arms.
And I’ll worship what doesn’t need fixing—her. Every kiss, every laugh, every night in my arms proves the same truth: Jordan is mine.
This Thanksgiving, I want her at my side—with my brothers at Station 32, and my soulbond etched into her heart.

No cheating. No cliffhanger. Just five-alarm monster romance heat, a fiercely possessive orc, his grumpy heroine, and a firehouse family that always serves up second helpings of love, laughter, and heat. From USA TODAY Bestselling author Alana Khan.

For readers 18+