xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune: Me and my Heroine #bigmouth #diet #vampire #contempory #romance

Thursday, 26 April 2018

Me and my Heroine #bigmouth #diet #vampire #contempory #romance

Me and my Heroine
Part of me sometimes spills over into my books. Ever since I was a child, I’ve loved history, especially castles. Harriet Mortlake, heroine of One Knight Stand feels the same way. In fact, she works as an archivist in one.
Not only does she hold down my dream job, but she shares my weight problems. I diet and lose about four pounds. Then I have a good meal and put them back on. And so I go on, losing the same four pounds over and over.

Harriet wants to lose ten pounds, but since she’s only half an inch short of six foot tall, she doesn’t look overweight. There isn’t a diet she hasn’t tried or failed to stick to.

Nothing works. She put on weight at university when she lived on carbohydrate, mostly pasta, to keep her bills down. When she’s stressed, she eats. And boy is she stressed now.

The two previous archivists at Whitborough Castle have disappeared in mysterious circumstance. The police are looking into it, but that doesn’t put her mind at rest.
 Every day, she gets a someone’s-watching me feeling.
 She could just be right.

Harriet is spunkier than me, with a mouth that sometimes gets her into trouble. Loyal to a fault, she will always stick up for her friends. Even if drastic measures are called for.
Once she let Blaxton de Ferrers into her heart, there was no turning back. How will she react when she learns he’s a medieval knight turned vampire? 
He preys on the people he once swore to protect, but he clings to the ideals he vowed to uphold when he took his vows as a knight. 

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Crusader knight, Blaxton de Ferrers rises as a vampire after the Knights Defender steal his soul. Murdered by his cousin, he preys on the people he once swore to protect. His emotions leach out of him. Gradually, he forgets how to feel. 
Eight hundred years later, he meets Harriet.
Harriet Mortlake’s a strong, sassy woman who battles her weight and her temper. She’s the modern-day archivist in the castle which was Blaxton’s childhood home. She’s supposed to ferret out the castle’s secrets. Instead, she finds the love of her life.
When danger threatens Harriet, Blaxton steps in. Harriet and Blaxton are a match made in heaven. Except… he’s a vampire and he’s destined for hell. 

Previously sold as Knights vampire


 The two new vampires kept their gaze locked on Blaxton. Do they think he’s their next meal or something?
She grabbed a fire extinguisher and sprayed foam in their faces. The blond one growled and turned toward her. The dark-haired one kept his focus on Blaxton. Once she’d emptied the extinguisher, she hurled it at the blond vampire as he stalked closer to her. Blinded by foam, he never saw it coming. It knocked him off his feet, and he skidded about in a sea of suds.
“I’ve got this!” Harriet yelled and picked up another fire extinguisher. When the fallen vampire tried to stand, his feet shot sideways, and he knocked his companion to the ground. Both swore and hissed as they flailed around on the cobbled ground.
Blaxton grinned at the mayhem Harriet caused. His laughter died when the dark-haired vampire drew a dagger. Blaxton roared and kicked it out of his hand.
Blondie, the vampire who’d pursued Harriet, snarled and struggled to regain his feet. Harriet let rip with a second fire extinguisher, blasting carbon dioxide in his face. He coughed and spluttered, but the steady stream of gas cleared the foam from his eyes. He stalked her, all lethal intent—a predator cornering his prey.
Harriet hurled the empty fire extinguisher at him. He knocked it aside as though it weighed nothing and kept coming.
His dark-haired companion laughed as he floundered in the foam. “The Saracens wouldn’t have stood a chance if she’d fought alongside us.”

In the shadows, Rolfe hauled himself upright and leaned against the wall. He winced when his injured leg touched the floor, but he drew his sword and hurled it at Blaxton’s back

More 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.

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