Bound to the Orc Hunter

The gorgeous orc I just met says I'm his bride. Yeah, right.

When I wake in a strange forest, surrounded by "monsters" and "magic," I'm sure it's all some reality-TV prank. My carnival job means I know a lot about all the ways people can be fooled.

And the "orc" telling me we're goddess-matched and married has got to be the biggest hoax of all. Branikk's movie-star good looks and charming words are way too good to be true.

But I keep making ludicrous things appear in ways Hollywood special eff...