“We
don’t need a list of rights and wrongs, tables of dos and don’ts:
we need books, time, and silence. Thou
shalt not is
soon forgotten, but Once
upon a time lasts
forever.” — Philip Pullman
Each
friendship offers something totally unique — and irreplaceable.
Each friendship ultimately makes us who we are.
We all
know, a true friend is hard to find. So when you do find one,
hang on tight! It also doesn't hurt to let your best
friends know every now and then just how much they mean to you.
I
always think of my book charators as my friends, imaginary or not.
Let me tell you about my latest book release – Submission, Secrets,
and the Soldier.
It’s
Book 4 in my Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge series, and like the previous
three, it’s a
stand-alone
HEA romance.
Blurb
Luke
Roberts, a former army mechanic, has a new sub. She's shy and
inexperienced, but willing. As he teaches her about sensation play,
she fears he'll really hurt her and screams her safewords at him. Her
reaction causes Luke to have a flashback. Although he's clawing his
way back to normal, he suffers from PTSD. Determined to get well, he
contacts a PTSD specialist in Westhorpe Ridge.
Kathryn Johnson has visited a BDSM club three times. When she hooks up with Luke Roberts, he unintentionally terrifies her. She swears off spankings and goes home to Westhorpe Ridge. The last person she expects to see there is Luke Roberts.
Circumstances force them to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? Or is she just a temporary sub in residence?
Kathryn Johnson has visited a BDSM club three times. When she hooks up with Luke Roberts, he unintentionally terrifies her. She swears off spankings and goes home to Westhorpe Ridge. The last person she expects to see there is Luke Roberts.
Circumstances force them to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? Or is she just a temporary sub in residence?
Buy links
Excerpt PG – for an adult book
Inside
the dump truck’s hopper, Kathryn screamed as the car sped toward
them. “Farlaise. Straight ahead. We’re sitting ducks.”
Luke
gritted his teeth and opened the throttle. The dump truck sped up.
Solid, but not superfast, it trundled along the road. A brick
outhouse came to mind as he headed directly for Farlaise’s car.
This was one game of chicken Luke meant to win. Even if he took a
bullet, he’d hold his course and keep Kathryn safe. “So, junior
leaguer, how’s your pitching?”
She
tried for a smile, but it turned into a grimace. “I had one of the
team’s lowest earned run averages.”
Luke
kept the throttle open wide. The chugging of the engine grew louder,
but he’d told her the dump truck had a top speed of less than
thirty miles an hour. The wind made it feel faster.
He
took a deep breath and yelled, “Hooah. Balls-to-the-wall time. Our
dump truck will pulverize their front end. When you’re near enough,
lob one of your Molotov things in their direction. Anything to keep
them off-balance since I might as well have a target on my chest
sitting up here.”
She
barely heard him over the engine noise. Adrenaline shot through her.
She shivered with a mix of exhilaration, panic, and determination.
Protecting Luke mattered more than her safety. Her fear level rose
right along with her blood pressure. She could hear her heart race,
but she’d keep the driver distracted. No way would she let Farlaise
and his henchman hurt Luke.
Kathryn
peered out the hopper. The henchman had his gun pointed directly at
Luke. No way,
buster.
More
about Kryssie Fortune
Kryssie
is never seen without her kindle. She reads everything and anything
she can get her hands on. When she discovered hot, sexy reads, she
felt like she’d found her home. The only books she hates are the
ones that end with a cliff hanger or have unhappy endings.
Kryssie
tries to set her stories in places she’s explored. Hopefully, it
adds color to her writing. Anything can spark a story idea. Sometimes
she takes liberties though. The North Yorkshire town of Whitby is one
of her favorite places. To keep the details of her imaginary town,
Westhorpe Ridge consistent, she mentally shunted Whitby over the
Atlantic and renamed it Westhorpe Ridge.
When
not writing, Kryssie loves to walk on the beach of home town,
Bridlington, or potter in her garden. Popping down to London to see
her family is her favorite thing to do.
Kryssie
currently has thirteen books on general release along with a boxed
e-book of the first three Westhorpe Ridge stories. All her stories
are M/ F or M/M/F. All are edited by publishing houses in either the
UK or the USA. While her stories sizzle with sex, plot comes before
bed. Life’s always an adventure going on in Kryssie’s world.
Kryssie
loves to hear from readers. Here are her social media links:
Or
you can email her direct on Kryssie.Fortune@aim.com
Thanks for sharing, Kryssie,
Tina
1 comment:
Hi Tina,
Thank you for letting me drop by.
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