She's fallen for an angel... but he's mated to a monster. In a realm of orcs and powerful men, housemaid Alma Andersson is drowning - in grief, debt, and drudgery. And when her awful employer makes his darkest demand yet, she flees for the forest, and tumbles toward her doom... Until she's snatched to safety by a huge, vicious green beast. An orc. He's utterly terrifying, with his towering bulk, sharp teeth, and deadly black claws - but his touch is gentle, and his eyes are kind. And his scent is a deep, decadent sweetness, sparking a furious flame between them... But it's only more disaster, because Alma's shy, soft-hearted rescuer is already mated... to another orc. A tall, silent, snarling monster named Drafli, who loathes Alma on sight, and clearly longs for her death. Yet Drafli will do anything for his sweet mate, even if it means tolerating a weak, worthless human. So he makes Alma a cold, calculated offer: he'll share his mate with her... but only on his terms. He wants her silence. Her surrender. Her servitude. And with Alma's fate firmly in Drafli's ruthless hands, how can she face her own dark desires - or all the secrets hidden behind Orc Mountain's walls? Can a lost, lonely housemaid come between two orcs... without being crushed? ______ Paperback edition also includes a bonus epilogue!

The Maid of Flowerdale is the very first released adventure using the Vindeon world and game rules, set in the beautiful rural town of Flowerdale and its surroundings, in the Alerian county Faerann Eadar, western Loingseach. It is an investigation/mystery type adventure with creating a stark contrast between the fairytale surface of the land and the sinister darkness hidden within. This is the first act of the Night Court of Wolfstone campaign. It is followed by Act II: Through Nocturnal Woods.

After fighting through the orcish hordes to save a fellow dragon rider, the hero earns praise from the people and ire from the orcs. Their commander dubs him the Demon King in White, a fiend destined to be overcome. When the hero returns, the king ushers him off to Kreulgarz, a land laid to waste by civil war. However, the king's trifling errand takes an unforeseen turn, and the hero finds himself face-to-face with the Black Dog of the orcish army once more.

Ashleigh is a rare beauty, sought after every man who meets her. When she happens upon a supposedly magical urn, she-- Wait, scratch that. She's not the star of this story, I am, and I'm not a beauty. Ashleigh was a good girl, but I've read too many stories about babes and beauties. This one is about ME, a half-orc, a homely girl, and owner of a failing pub. I've given up the mercenary life, and I'm glad for that. Adventuring's not for me. A random encounter puts me back in the company of a mage I knew from my (brief) days as a mercenary. He needs my help, but I'm not much of a helper. I'm not much of anyone, actually. I'd rather be invisible. But adventure has a way of finding me... unfortunately.