Working in the dusty stacks of the library was the last place I expected to meet one of his kind. A real orc. The portal to Marshvale had opened five years ago but the military kept most of them from crossing over.


This is my first time seeing one in person. His bulging muscles, his shirt pulled tight across his chest, and the way he looks at me with hunger sends a thrill through my whole body. I know he smells the excitement on me and now it's just a matter of what I want to do about it.


The library is awfully empty after all, but staying quiet will be tricky...