by Harley Wolfe · Cinnamon Roll Monster Romance
She came for the whales. She did not come for the Victorian B&B. When her reservation falls apart on the Friday of Whale Weekend, the only vacancy in town is a last-minute cancellation at a place called The Bell House. Porch lights on. Owner home. Just knock. The door opens, and the innkeeper is six foot eight of gray-skinned, modestly-tusked gentle giant who looks at her like she just rearranged his Tuesday. What Hattie doesn't know — what Olmar Tressand has known since the door opened — is that orcs have a word for the feeling in his chest. He hasn't needed it in forty-one years. He needs it now. Seven nights. One Whale Festival. One Portland woman who came for a vacation and walked into the rest of his life.