xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune: Three Shades of Gorgeous

Saturday, 8 November 2014

Three Shades of Gorgeous

                                                 I feel a radio news reporter. 

Right now, I’m in the Hereditary Lykae King’s palace. I’d blagged an interview with the heroes from the first two books of my Scattered Siblings series, To Wed a Werewolf, and Curse of the Fae King.
 I thought I’d do a formal Q and A, what with them being Kings, only before I got started, they showed their true colors. This is what happened.

Caleb the Cold rules the Lykae packs with a firm hand, and until he met Sylvie, he earned himself the sobriquet, the Cold. What a misnomer. Believe me, the Lykae king is hot.

Then there’s Leonidas, King of the Fae. Dark haired, tall and broad chested, the Fae King’s definitely not the Tinkerbell type. Even his muscles have muscles. I’m so going to enjoy this interview.

King Leonidas spotted me first, and crossed the great hall to greet me. He even kissed my hand. 

His Charmed to meet you, made my heart race. 

Then again, King Caleb makes my breath catch in my throat. The blonde warrior king matches Leonidas muscle for muscle, but he lacks the Fae King's practiced charm.

There’s no formality in this castle. Caleb wandered over, rolled his eyes and said, “Hi. Ignore Leo’s attempts to flirt. He just can’t help himself.”“

Leonidas’ eyes narrowed. “At least I don’t have to kidnap a woman to get her into my bed.

Caleb let his fingernails extend into claws. “Unlike you who just locked yourself in a tower, turned feral, and let your chamberlain pimp for you. I still don’t understand what that rainbow-haired witch saw in you.”

Leonidas’ voice deepened. Hell, it came from his boots, rumbled around his chest, then rolled like thunder through the great hall. “I could say the same about  you and my half sister, but at least she had the wits to defeat the People’s Defense League. Apparently, she’s both the beauty and the brains in your relationship.”

These two argue  all the time, but I’m pretty sure there’s good humor beneath it. At least I hope so.
 Time to remind them where we are I think. “Are you ready for your interview, gentlemen?”

At least they both grinned, but that sheepish look didn’t sit easily on their shoulders. Just then, the door opened, and Joel Blackheart, Grand Marshall of the Lykae Forces, slipped into the room.

 Good grief, I wondered when I saw him, does every Lykae come in shades of gorgeous?

 The exalted company didn’t bother him—maybe because he had a smidgen of royal blood himself. 
Joel sighed and shook his head. “That war dragon of King Leo’s caused chaos in the courtyard. He tried to force his huge bulk into the kitchen. The chef had hysterics.”

Leonidas chuckled—a sound so sexy breath caught in my throat. His eyes twinkled, and he got a soppy, I-love-my-true mate look on his face. “Meena will sort it.”

Joel grinned, and if there’s been a thermometer close by, mercury would have burst out the glass. Talk about sex on legs. This man was it. 

Joel exchanged a look with King Caleb. “She already did. Now your prize war dragon’s laid with his head’s on his paws, and his tail curled around his body. He’s a picture of misery with his hangdog eyes and nobody-ever-feeds-me expression. Even the cook felt sorry for him. He ordered the porters to bring trays of food from the kitchen.”

Joel sensed the testosterone flowing from the respective kings and moved to Caleb’s side.

Leonidas turned haughty. “I’m just pointing out my half sister has a bad case of Stockholm Syndrome. Why else would she marry someone like your king?”

Caleb growled and bared his fangs. Fur grew on his arms. 

Then two women strolled in, arm in arm. One smiled shyly as she moved to King Caleb’s side. He swept her into his arms, and moved in for a kiss that went on so long I thought they’d suffocate. Just watching it made my temperature rise.

The other woman—the one with a mass of rainbow curls—rushed into Leonidas’ open arms. He swung her round, then buried one hand in her hair, and tugged her lips to his. She ran her foot up and down the back of his calf.

Finally she lifted her head. “Leo, I heard what you said. Play nice.”

Joel Blackheart stared out the window, then up at the ceiling. I half expected him to put his hands in his pockets and whistle. “Too much public pawing. Can’t you save it until you get to the bedroom.”

Leonidas and Caleb dropped their antagonist façade. United, they turned on Joel Blackheart. Caleb went first. “Just wait until you find your true mate.”

I don’t want to,” Joel shot back. “I won’t let some woman wind me around her little finger.”

Leonidas looked down at his queen, his heart in his eyes. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my Meena. I hope your true mate makes you crazy.”

Joel shook his head. “I’m immune to all that true mate nonsense. Sure, you two have found women who make you happy, but I’ve agreed to an arranged marriage that allies us with another pack. In three weeks I leave the Lykae army, return to Rackutta valley, and take over as alpha of the Tundra Tough pack. After that, I’ll meet my fiancée.”

Meena, the Fae Queen, turned to her sister-in-law Sylvie. “I hope those words don’t come back to haunt him.”

I thought you’d like a real life insight into the relationship between King Caleb and King Leonidas, but on rereading this, it says more about Joel Blackheart. You can read his story in To Mate a Werewolf, but Loose-Id don't publish it until the end of November. 

Blurb for To Mate a Werewolf

The scars on Ellie Padget’s cheek are a constant reminder of the times she tried to escape from sexual slavery. Two years ago, Joel—alpha in waiting of the Tundra-Tough pack—led the rescue party that freed her. She’s loved him ever since.

Their relationship finally explodes into steaming sex, but he offers to pay her off. She walks away with her head high and her heart shattered. When she learns of a plot to destroy Joel and his pack, her only option is return to his side and warn him.

Joel has to fight to retain the pack that should be his by right, and no one can leave until the pack has a new alpha. He’s horrified when Ellie turns up on the night he’s to meet the woman he’s agreed to marry but never met. She’s stuck there until he claims his birthright. Finally, he realizes Ellie’s his true mate. Now he has to choose between his arranged marriage, and the one woman he truly loves. Will he choose with his head or his heart?

To Mate a Werewolf is a stand alone story within the Scattered Siblings series.

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Released on 18thNovember


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