Team Edward and Team Joseph are so last year. #menage #BSDM #vampire #shifter #witch

Time to choose between Team Elias and Team Seth.

Who?

The vampire and werewolf in my new romance Claimed by the Werewolf, Seduced by the Vampire.

So, how do you choose? Let’s start with some background.

Tempest, a witch who shies away from her powers accidentally summons a vampire from the Etruscan Hell realm. After seven centuries of torture, his best dream is a day without hurting. Once he’s crash-landed on her front room carpet, he recognizes her as his immortal bride. She completes his soul and starts his heart beating again. While he’s desperate to claim her with fangs and hot sex, he knows that unlike vampires, witches don’t do form instant bonds. Determined to win her mind and her heart, he decides to give her time..

Meanwhile

Seth turns werewolf to hunt down his vampire half-brother and drag him back to hell. He hates Elias for betraying the family and taking the Macedonian kingdom to war. Although things aren’t always what they seem, but when Seth scents Tempest, he knows she’s his mate—and he’s not sharing

Blurb

After seven centuries, Elias, a former Spartan turned vampire, finds his eternal bride.

Seth, Elias’s werewolf half-brother, scents his mate.

Vampire and werewolf loathe each other. The only thing they agree on is that Tempest is their mate--and they’re not sharing.

A prophecy will force Tempest, a twenty-first-century witch, to choose between them. As the half-brothers vie to win her heart, they teach her about spanking, the way pain heightens pleasure, and the joy of multiple orgasms.

A vampire can’t survive without his fated bride. A werewolf dies if he loses his mate. Their future rests in Tempest’s hands. Which one will she choose?

·       Note:While loosely linked to the Scattered Siblings series, this book may be read as a standalone story

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About Kryssie

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.

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Excert

Another scan of his surroundings, and Elias spotted a Tuchulcha demon behind them, head down, two bristly legs wrapped around a thick tree branch. It stuffed birds’ eggs in its mouth with another pair of pincers. Another pair held a squirrel. It followed the eggs into the demon’s maw, bushy tail and all. A moment later, another swung from a web and dropped to the ground. Others followed, all turning their cold stares on him. The demons’ numbers grew by the minute. Another backward glance and again he propelled Tempest forward.

She panted beside him. “For goodness’ sake, slow down.”

He couldn’t, not if he wanted her safe in the shopping center. Picking her up and racing to the mall might help, but if the demons took him down, they’d get Tempest too. Better to stand his ground while she bolted to safety. For her, he’d let them drag him back to Etruscan Hell. At least he’d made a few precious memories to sustain him. “Those demons are blood-hungry monsters. Believe me, they won't give a damn who they drag into their underworld. If you see them, run.”

He looked over his shoulder before staring at the brilliant lights ahead. Another few minutes and they could have sheltered inside it. The demons didn’t thrive in bright lights, so Elias would have had time to figure out an escape route.

The lonely path seemed endless. His heart ached with love for his bride, but staying was an impossible dream. Leaving her so soon was another chance of happiness that fate snatched from him.

This world of bright colors and freedom fascinated him. He’d seen things, felt things beyond his wildest imaginings. Not learning more about Tempest’s homeland was another thing he’d regret as he shivered in his cell. Tempest, though, he’d remember with pride. His bride couldn’t have been more beautiful, and he’d never forget her kindness, no matter what torture the Tuchulcha inflicted on him. Just thinking about his bride would keep him strong.

The demons scuttling through the trees had his scent now. He could hear their high-pitched chittering as they summoned the rest of their tribe. For his bride’s sake, he’d delay them and give her chance to escape. “Keep moving. We’re almost there.”

Panting from the fast pace, she shot him a dark glance and looked ready to argue.

He wanted to hold her in his arms, bury his face in her hair, and fill his lungs with her wildflower essence, but keeping her safe mattered more than his selfish needs. “There’s a Tuchulcha on the tree branch behind us. No, don’t stop walking. They don’t like bright lights, so head for the mall. Now. Run.”