A Chicago witch, uprooted.
Orc-blooded Bruin has just completed his witch apprenticeship, but before he can put his Green magic to good use, maybe as an arborist or community healer, he's on the hook for three years of public service in repayment of his training... moreA Chicago witch, uprooted.
Orc-blooded Bruin has just completed his witch apprenticeship, but before he can put his Green magic to good use, maybe as an arborist or community healer, he's on the hook for three years of public service in repayment of his training.Desperately trying to avoid being drafted as a bureaucratic cog pumping out rote charms in a stuffy suit, he decides to trust in a friend's Tarot reading, and joins her and an ex at a dangerous residency—Bastion Keep, a remote castle in the Rocky Mountains, and home to a small army of shifters.To his delight, the scary rumors are only half right. Yes, there are monthly spirit incursions, and yes, the Wi-Fi is terrible, but he gets to enjoy the brisk outdoors, has good food and a clean bed, and not to mention he's rooming next door to a cute werewolf that seems like he might be returning his interest.Now if only the local lord weren't staring at him like he wants to bite his head off!A stoic lord, overwrought.Five years ago, Lord Sergiy Usenko took over as warlord for Bastion's forces, and he's entirely devoted to his duties. All that matters is keeping his lands and people safe, managing the packs, and holding the line against the invasive shadows that periodically emerge from the Umbral realm. He has no time for personal entanglements, and he doesn't see that changing anytime soon.But when he sees an orc witch tending to his men after returning from a mission, something in his chest catches fire, and now his carefully cultivated discipline is in disarray. How is he supposed to do his job if he's distracted by a moon-promised mate? Especially when said mate doesn't quite see eye-to-eye about fate.Battlefields are so much easier than romance.A gentle wolf, torn.Russell is happy. He has a nice home at the castle, and he does useful work. Sometimes he helps his da with his High Priest duties, sometimes he helps carry heavy things for the staff, and sometimes he gets to see Ser around the castle—even if his Lord doesn't want him anymore, it's nice to know that he's okay.Russell is simply doing his job by showing the new witches around, but then one of them seems to be paying him a lot of attention, and smells both friendly and interesting. And this little witch doesn't seem to mind that he doesn't talk a lot, isn't scared of his big wolf form, and also likes to dig holes, which is nice.Unfortunately, it turns out that the little witch belongs to Lord Sergiy. And if he's Ser's, then the witch can't be his....right?Witches, Wolves, and Warlords is the first book in a polyamorous paranormal romance series that includes midnight coven magic, shifter head scratches, rooftop star gazing, breaking through a mate's grumpy outer shell, mending broken hearts, overly supportive families, and last-minute rescues. Also cuddles. less
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