Delivered to My Orcs

Iyla:

I have worked in the family business I was a teenager and planned to continue to do so for the rest of my life. But when my mom and dad died in a freak accident, the will listed my brother as the sole owner and CEO to avoid “dividing the assets.” His first act was to sell everything, including our warehouse and the storefront with the apartment upstairs where I live.

He’s always hated the janitorial supply business. It wasn’t showy or glamorous but it paid the bills for our family. The developer who bought the building is planning to tear it down in sixty days. I’ve lost my job and my home, on top of being overwhelmed with grief for my parents. They may have made a bad decision in their will making, but I’d never stop loving and missing them.

I am desperate and in shock, and I need a new start and a new plan. Somewhere I don’t drive past my brother’s new mansion every time I go to the grocery store. Preferably before the new owner puts my stuff on the sidewalk.

Menace, Saber, and Draven

Orcs don’t have mates. We wait for someone to breed with and if we’re lucky, she’s likable. From what we’ve seen of other relationships among our kinds mates never work out in the end so when we decide to sign up for the Mail-Order Matings app, we do so with no expectations of love.

Who could love an orc?