Book OneThe Orc Next Door
Orc
Her sofa didn't fit through the door. The orc across the hall got it in without a word, fixed her sink the next Sunday, and has been sitting on a secret ever since.
Read It NowShort romances with big monsters and bigger feelings. A Black woman, the creature who has already decided she's his, and a happy ending you can reach before bed. Welcome to Tarver, Georgia.
Monsters of Tarver — Book Seven
Crystal Lockett is the new church secretary at Pine Hill Baptist. She just moved into her late grandmama’s house past the bend, and on her first night she unplugged the lamp Grandmama kept burning by the bed for fifty years.
That is when the other side of the mattress went down. His name is Lazarus, he is solid in the dark and smoke in any light, and he will not come under the cover till she asks him.
About the Author
The woman behind Tarver, Georgia: who she is, how the town runs, and what she plans to do with 104 monsters.
Explore Tarver, Georgia
They were here before the bridge went up and they aren't leaving. One small Southern city, one couple at a time, and you can start with whichever cover catches you.
What's out, what's coming, and the occasional bonus scene.
Behind-the-book bits, town gossip, and the next cover before anyone else sees it.
The Monsters of Tarver
Each novella is its own love story. The town and the neighbors stay put from book to book, so start wherever you like.
Book OneOrc
Her sofa didn't fit through the door. The orc across the hall got it in without a word, fixed her sink the next Sunday, and has been sitting on a secret ever since.
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Book TwoMinotaur
Monique finally has her own shop, in the old Mill, at half rent. Under the Mill is a working labyrinth, and the Bramlett who walks people through it has stopped pretending he's there for anyone but her.
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Book ThreeGargoyle
He's been on the cemetery gate since the 1870s compact. She keeps the office's books. He has been watching her lock up for two years.
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Book FourNaga
Most mornings Nikki's tomato bed is flattened like a grown man slept in it, and nothing has been eaten. She knows everyone's business in this town but her own.
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Book FiveMothman
He only appears to her. In any other town that would be a problem.
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Book SixKraken
Latoya runs the store and the grill at the marina, and she has not put one foot in Lake Tarver since the Bell boy drowned. Lately something has been untying her boats.
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Book SevenShadow
Crystal moved into her late grandmama’s house and unplugged the lamp that had burned by the bed for fifty years. That is when the other side of the mattress went down.
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Book EightOrc
Deja ran dry on River Road on Thanksgiving night, and Lonnie Haney pushed her SUV six miles into town. She figured he’d be bored by Christmas.
Out November 6
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Book NineTroll
Patrice’s kitchen drain has been slow for a year. Every time she calls the super about it, Otis texts back the same word. Tuesday.
Out November 13
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Book TenDragon
He bought her building. Now he’s in her secondhand shop every afternoon, buying things a dragon has no business wanting.
Book ElevenOrc
Haney’s sweet potato pies are gone by October and there is a list to get on. Her name has never been on it. He puts one in the back for her anyway.
A new novella a week until the whole town is paired off. Bears, dragons, krakens, yetis, a demon landlord, the Headless Horseman, and the thing under the bed.
About the Author
Short Romances. Big Monsters.
Lena Lynch writes love stories for Black women who have always known the monster deserves a romance, too.
She is in her thirties, a Virgo, and lives in Fulton County, Georgia. Her novellas are dirty, funny, and short enough to finish before bed. The men in them run from orcs and gargoyles to cryptids, old folklore, and a few she made up herself.
Her books live in Tarver, Georgia, a mid-sized city an hour south of Atlanta. Monsters came over on the same boats as everyone else and built half the state. No one blinks at an orc in the produce aisle. There's a troll in the Marbury basement who answers any question with "Tuesday," an orc-run bakery on Main that sells out of sweet potato pie by October, and a bar called Big Sadie's where sooner or later the whole town winds up.
Southern storytelling and a lifelong soft spot for the supernatural got her here. In her books the Black woman is the one the creature crosses the room for, and the rest of the world can be scared of him if it wants.
No one in these books gets rescued from her life. She has a job, a mama, church cousins, and opinions, and he is the one who has to fit in around all of that. By the last page she is claimed and still entirely herself.
Whatever it is and wherever it's hiding, Lena will find it a love story.
Pick up any one of them. They all end happy.
The Lay of the Land
Founded in 1834 by human settlers and the troll family who built the river bridge. Old money and old monsters downtown, shifter packs out past the county line.
Same streets in each book, so keep an eye out for familiar faces.
How It Works Here
A monster knows his mate the first time he sees, smells, or touches her, and after that he's done looking. She feels nothing supernatural until he lays a hand on her, and even then it's a pull she can walk away from. She always chooses.
He doesn't tell her. He stays close, does for her, and keeps his mouth shut until she's said yes with no idea what she said yes to.
The bond seals with an act particular to his kind, and only once she has said yes out loud. Afterward she heals faster, sleeps harder, and can feel his mood from across town. There is no undoing it.
The big ones live 150 to 400 years, marry late, mate once, and treat "forever" as a literal number.
From Lena
A note here and there, between books.
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A Little More of Tarver
I’m not very active on social media. I like my privacy, but I also love sharing these stories with y’all—and I’m working on a way for us to stay connected beyond release day.
I’m putting together a Patreon where I can share bonus scenes, behind-the-scenes peeks, and a little more time with the people—and monsters—of Tarver, Georgia.
A place to talk books, share what I’m working on, and give you something extra for loving this little town the way you do.
It’s still in the works. Thank you for reading, for being here, and for giving my monsters a chance. I’ll share more when it’s ready. 💛
Coming Soon
With love, Lena
Release alerts, cover reveals, sale news, and bonus scenes that don't go anywhere else. One email when there's something to say, and the unsubscribe link works.
Say Hello
A few things first, so your note lands in the right place.
Translation, audio, and licensing: email hello@lenalynch.com with “Rights” in the subject line.
Lena is a private person and would rather the books have the spotlight. No signings or appearances, in person or online, and no interviews or podcasts.
Ask through the form below and name the book. A handful go out per release.
Which monster should be next, a typo you caught, a collab idea. Lena reads everything that comes in.
Anything already answered above may not get a reply.
Lena Lynch novellas are explicit, consensual, and written for adults. Each book lists its own content notes on its store page, so if a story goes somewhere you'd rather it didn't, you'll know before you buy.