Hello all. Today I have Kryssie Fortune back with her new release, Marriage Mobsters and the Marine. Before we get into the details of the book, she's here to share a little something about herself, horror films and her kittie.
I’ve always had cats. I love their independence. Mickie, a black and white moggy who used to ride on my shoulder, once scared me to death.
Let me make it clear – I don’t like horror films.
So why was I watching The Happening late at night?
Because my husband turned it on, and it sucked me in.
Our room has louvre doors that hang from the top.
The on-screen tension mounted.
I held my breath
Then something banged behind me.
I leaped to my feet. My heart beat like a steam hammer.
I was so terrified I could barely breath. Were those mutant plants attacking me? How had they got in? And where could I run
Bang. Bang. The louvre door was moving. Lifting at the bottom. Something wanted in, but not as much as I wanted out.
My husband simply slid the louvre door open and let my cat through
OMG, that's hysterical. I've had a few moments when I've heard things that scared the bijeeves out of me.
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This exciting Christmas romance in on sale for 99c between 2nd and 5th of November only.
Or read for free in Kindle Unlimited
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Amazon.com buy link -https://www.amazon.com/Marriage-Mobsters-Marine-Heroes-Westhorpe-ebook/dp/B07DYZPF4C
Christmas sucks. No family. No tree. No decorations.
Abigail Montgomery lives for her regular visit to Masked Nights BDSM club. Thanks to her great-aunt’s will, she needs to abandon her spanking lifestyle and find a husband—fast.
Desperate, she advertises for a husband.
Jared Armstrong, a former, Marine, cold-blooded sniper, and occasional Dom, needs $125,000. Without it, Mobsters will murder his family. His solution – marry Abigail for her money.
Jared plans to hunt down the mobsters then reimburse Abigail. Together they face extortion, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder. Along the way, Jared steals Abigail’s heart, but she’d promised him a divorce after two years.
Will Jared walk away? Or can he work some Christmas magic and make their relationship real?
A stand-alone romance and Book One of the Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge Trilogy
Rising to his feet, he held out his hand. “Jared Armstrong. Pleased to meet you.”
He towered over her diminutive frame, six-feet-six to her five-feet-four. She studied him a moment, reached out, and shook his hand briefly. “Abigail’s enough for now.”
He sat back in his seat, forcing himself to appear relaxed. “Okay.”
He regretted not pulling her chair out and seating her, but she was a prospective employer, not his date. A good thing too, since she didn’t seem to have an ounce of vanity or dress sense. He sipped at his water and waited for her to speak.
Blushing, she sucked on her lower lip. “This is awkward. Can I ask you some questions?”
He nodded. “I don’t guarantee answering them, but ask away.”
God, he wished she’d get on with it, but she studied the unopened menu as though her life depended on it. Finally, she lifted her head. “Are you married?”
His eyes narrowed. “Your advert said no ties. I’m single, HIV free, and I don’t screw anyone for cash.”
She choked on her drink, coughing and splattering water over the table. Jared watched and waited, unwilling to make it easier for her when she was the one who placed the advert.
Across the table from him, Abigail curled her hands into fists and laid them on her lap. Her smile faded and her voice trembled. “Will you marry me?”
“Are you pregnant?” he shot back.
Her cheeks turned scarlet. “No. In fact, I came on my period two days ago. But I do need a husband. I know I’m not what you imagined in a wife, but I’m willing to pay a $75,000 advance as well as house, feed, and clothe you for two years. After that, I’ll pay you another $150,000 when we divorce.”
He stared at her intently, trying to decide if she needed therapy—or perhaps a few weeks in the local insane asylum. “You’re serious?”
She took a sip of mineral water. “I am.”
His eyes narrowed, and his forehead furrowed in anger. “I’ll feed and clothe myself. Can I still put time in with my business, or should I get a job local to where you live?”
When she finally smiled, it felt as though the sun had come out on a cloudy day.
Putting her glass on the table, she took looked anywhere but at him. “I’m glad you want to do so. In fact, it’s one of the reasons I chose you. You have values and goals. All I have is an insane great-aunt, or I did until recently.”
“Tell me about it,” he demanded.
This sounds like an exciting book, I think I'll add to my TBR list. Thanks so much for sharing a scene from the story. So, what can we find out about Kryssie?
About Kryssie Fortune
Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae, or BDSM loving dragons.
Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life - or Kryssie - throws at them.
Kryssie's pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.
Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.
Kryssie loves to hear from her readers.
You can contact her here
Amazon Author Page http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO
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11/1/2018 11:43:58 am
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