xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune

Wednesday, 17 May 2017

Making love in the forest as wolves, then in the bed as humans @JenniferDenys #shifter #BDSM #erotic #M/M



 I'm really pleased to welcome my good friend  and lunch buddy, Jennifer Denys as she shares her latest novella To Claim a Mate



Blurb:

Cole Linley is a gay wolf-shifter. In order to appease the Alpha within, he has taken up the BDSM lifestyle and become very experienced. This placates his wolf to a certain extent, but his dearest wish is to find a mate—male, of course. Except, the question is, how to find one in a city surrounded by humans where other wolf-shifters are rare.
Then, one night, he enters Balls & Chains, a BDSM club he frequents, and immediately senses another of his kind. And not only that, it is the scent of a potential mate, Jared Gray. There is only one problem—Jared is collared by another Master.
Jared’s relationship shows all the signs of an abusive relationship. Can Cole get him away from the other Dom and show Jared the delights of BDSM when done properly and what it means to be a beta wolf to Cole’s Alpha?

Reader Advisory: The submissive in this Gay Paranormal Romance doesn’t realize he is in an abusive relationship until he meets his true Master.



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Excerpt:

Moving on, Cole was drawn into a room which had a cross in each corner of the room with plenty of space to wield the equipment. The walls were covered with floggers of varying types, although nothing stopped a Dominant using an implement from another section.

Cole halted. He’s here.

The scent was at its strongest, practically dragging him toward a slender man in his late twenties, with brown hair the color of hazelnuts. The sub was in the process of being tied face up against a cross on the far side. His chest was bare and sleek, and he wore skin-tight jeans.

The Dom wanted to rip the man’s clothes off and devour him on the spot. So intent was he on reaching his prey, he nearly missed the Master who had finished tying the submissive and came around to inspect the restraints, standing directly between Cole and the object of his hunt.

Stopping in his tracks, Cole’s hackles began to rise. A possessive instinct rose in him to fight off his rival. Except there were rules in BDSM and it didn’t include tearing out the throat of another Master.

Andy caught up with him and saw him staring. “Who have you found? Oh, this is Master Dirk. Jared is the sub he is playing with.”

Cole took a moment to calm his inner wolf, unclenching his fists before he triggered his claws. His voice was raspy as he asked, “Are they new? I don’t recall seeing either of them here before.” Actually, he couldn’t care less about this new Master. He only had eyes for Jared.

He didn’t hear Andy’s answer, because, at that moment, he caught the gaze of the bound man. Tangible electricity crossed the room and hit Cole like a silver bullet, slamming into his heart, nearly causing him to change into his wolf in front of everyone. It took everything he knew about Dominance to keep hold of his human side and push down his animal half.

Meanwhile, the submissive’s eyes opened wide in shock, and he bit his lip. Cole’s keen wolf eyesight could detect Jared’s fierce trembling, as he tightly gripped the ropes that held him. Cole willed him to hold on and not transform in front of everyone as the two shared a look of instant attraction, desperate need, and the desire to have sex.

And yet it was more than that. So much more—an inner knowledge, assurance one has finally found one’s other half, and didn’t even know one was looking.

Taking a deep breath, Cole narrowed his eyes as he gazed on Jared, drinking in the beautiful sight before him.

He gave a slight smile of acknowledgment.

Oh yes, this is my mate. And woe betide anyone who comes between us.





Author bio:

Jennifer is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal, with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers.

An Englishwoman through and through, she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flew down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50!

Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what!

Do contact Jennifer – she loves to hear from her fans. She posts to her blog three times a week and is on Facebook daily.


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Sunday, 14 May 2017

Captivated by @jayepeaches - My fantasies are dark. Too dark for you



 I have the lovely Jaye Peaches on my blog today. She's sharing an excerpt from her book Captivated. 
An ordinary woman wakes up in an extraordinary marriage.

Blurb:
Waking up in an unfamiliar bed in a room she doesn’t recognize is disturbing enough, but Anna Hadley becomes truly alarmed when she looks into the mirror and sees the face of another woman staring back at her.

Her confusion intensifies when a man—who apparently believes she is his wife—suddenly knocks on the door and scolds her for spending so much time by herself in the bedroom. To top it all off, it quickly becomes clear that the man has some very specific, very old-fashioned ideas regarding the proper way a husband should deal with a disobedient bride.

In spite of everything, the threat of having her bottom bared for a sound spanking arouses Anna deeply, and even as she searches for clues that might explain what happened to her, she cannot help becoming more and more attracted to her supposed husband.

It isn’t long before she earns herself a punishment, and when he reddens her backside and then takes her hard and thoroughly she is left spent and satisfied. But knowing she could find herself back in her own body at any moment, can she dare to fall in love?

Publisher’s Note: Captivated includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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She wants a naughty girl spanking without the guilt.

Excerpt

The door creaked open and he switched the light on. “Please kneel facing the corner, over there.” He pointed to the dimmest part of the room. “I’ve a few preparations to make before I punish you.”
He liked saying the word. Punish. To say it in anger or malice would be wrong. To utter it with a trivial snicker of delight, also. She had to hear it as she needed it—a desire for discipline born out of lust, not any kind of intrinsic disobedience. Unlike the real Henrietta, Anna had much to offer given her desire to submit. Henrietta went beyond feisty sub. She’d pushed back, implied he’d failed as dominant, while Anna wanted him to succeed. Anna believed in him and for her, acting bratty was a means to an end. By the end of the scene, she’d be more compliant than ever.
What a fucking responsibility, he thought as he selected a few implements from the wall, weighing them in his hands, judging their potential. A little of this and that to warm her up, then if she had it in her, he would try a greater degree of humiliation.
“Would you cry if I spank you hard?” he’d asked after one fun session of spanking.
“You haven’t spanked me hard yet?” Her voice had trembled a little.
“Baby, I’m not going to harm you, but pain is a processing thing. Done right, you can build it up, then you’ll find it is the emotions that kick in. The pain gets fuzzy.” He’d no personal experience, but he had the feedback of several submissives to know how they liked it.
Now, here in his dungeon, he felt reasonably optimistic she understood what he required from her.
“Up and stand in front of the pillory.” He lifted the upper board. “Bend over.”
She was shaking and the surface of her skin showed a multitude of little shivering bumps. However, her cheeks were flushed pink. She wasn’t cold.
He imagined the internal battle raging in her mind. To submit to him, enjoy the pleasure of his control, or back out. She hesitated and he gave her the time, knowing she was a newcomer to the pillory. The rims of the neck and wrist holes were padded with a veneer of suede. The catch that held the upper board in place across the back of her neck was reachable with her fingers. He’d demonstrated the safety features to her during another more informative visit to the basement. This time, he expected no questions.



Author Bio:
I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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Thursday, 11 May 2017

Werewolf 101 #werewolf #lycan #excerpt


Want to know more about Werewolves? Read on.

Why are werewolves called a Lycanthropes?
Apparently the ancient Greeks knew about the werewolves. Lykoi, in Greek means wolf Anthropos means man. Put them together and they make werewolf. Looks like they were a problem even back then.

How did the ancient Greeks got their werewolf infestation?
Blame Zeus. The king of the gods visited King Lycaeon of Arcadia. As a special treat, the king killed and cooked one of his sons and fed him to the visiting god. Yum! Disgusted, Zeus brought the murdered boy back to life and turned the king into a werewolf. Bet his subjects loved that.

Does America have werewolf legend?
Ever wondered about Big Foot? I'm not swearing he’s werewolf, but some of the descriptions He’s a shy one, though.

What about Native Americans?.
Beware the Native American Wendigo. The most evil werewolf ever imagined, he’s craves human flesh. He’s definitely on to avoid.

So What’s a Luoupe Garou?
He’s possibly a French immigrant. Found in both American and Canadian this unfortunate soul who has been cursed with lycanthropy. He can turn into a wolf at will, but he retains his identity and purpose. He might be the best sort to meet on a dark night, as long as you haven’t wronged him. 

Personally, I’d avoid them all. But Tempest... She the heroine in my latest release, Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf. She can't resist the werewolf who wants to spank her despite being claimed by a vampire. 

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

Buy links
Loose id                     https://app.bitly.com/BebnjNZnvC8/bitlinks/2pFyQ5Z
Amazon USA             http://amzn.to/2pLmmK4
Amazon UK               http://amzn.to/2pd1Hvt
Kobo                          http://bit.ly/2qBMdl5
Barnes and Noble     http://bit.ly/2q36rI5
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.
Media Links
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Twitter         https://twitter.com/KryssieFortune
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Amazon Author Page  http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO

Excerpt
Accepting his offer of coffee had been stupid. She knew that now. Eyes closed, she tried to picture Elias. Major fail. Her confused emotions showed Seth cradling her in his arms. She shouldn’t lust after him, not with Elias waiting for her at home.
Seth’s delicious scent—all fast-flowing rivers overlaid with the scent of ripening corn—pulled her in like a lure. His solid muscles made her want to run her hand down his torso. She loved his dimpled smile and kept stealing glances at his tempting lips. Part of her wanted to taste him right back. Damn it, I’m not a sleep-around kind of girl. With Seth, her wicked intentions punched a hole in her good-girl persona.
Determined to resist him, she shoved at his shoulder. Undeterred, he lowered his head toward hers. She ran her tongue over her lips and puckered up for him. Surely one kiss—one tiny taste—won’t hurt. Leaning toward him, she buried her hands in his curls and tugged him closer. He smiled as he moved in for his kiss, a butterfly caress that whetted her appetite and made her greedy for more. Kissing Seth seemed sensual and abandoned, a taste of forbidden fruit she couldn’t resist. Didn’t want to, really. One gentle sweep of his tongue over the seam of her lips, and she opened for him, inviting him into the damp heat of her mouth. Another moan escaped her, soft, low, and desperate. She needed him inside her, screwing her hard.
Pulling back, he cupped her cheek and gazed down at her face. His intensity, his need, and his determination to claim her showed in his eyes. She’d never felt so alive—and excluding last night—so desperate for sex.
As if in slow motion, he lowered his lips back to hers, plundering her mouth for kisses the way a pirate did treasure, and slid one arm beneath her thighs. He rose to his feet and sat her, legs open, on the table. She supported herself by putting her hands behind her as her legs dangled over the edge.
Seth shoved her skirt up her thighs, stood between her legs, and untied the bow on her blouse. The unadulterated joy in his gaze made her think of a little boy unwrapping a long-awaited Christmas present.
Thank the Goddess I’m wearing my raciest bra and panties. Her pulse rate rocketed as Seth kissed his way down her neck and ran his tongue over her breasts. It felt raspy and rough over her skin.
A needy shiver ran down her spine as he slid her blouse from her shoulders and unfastened her bra. She sat with her skirt pulled over her thighs and her torso bared for Seth’s delight. Forgetting everything except the deliciously sinful man who held her with reverent intent, she curled her arms around his neck. He’d protected her in the parking garage, comforted her, and now his lips dominated her into sweet submission. Head spinning, she clutched at his shoulders. Her pussy filled with her intimate juices, and her nipples stood like scarlet beads atop her generous breasts.
“More,” she gasped. “I need more. Make it hurt.”

Friday, 5 May 2017

Tempest Demands More #SaturdaySpankings #Hot


A vampire teaches Tempest, the heroine of Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf about  spanking and pleasure tinged with pain. 
Then along came Seth, a werewolf...

A needy shiver ran down her spine as he slid her blouse from her shoulders and unfastened her bra. She sat with her skirt pulled over her thighs and her torso bared for Seth’s delight. Forgetting everything except the deliciously sinful man who held her with reverent intent, she curled her arms around his neck. He’d protected her in the parking garage, comforted her, and now his lips dominated her into sweet submission. Head spinning, she clutched at his shoulders. Her pussy filled with her intimate juices, and her nipples stood like scarlet beads atop her generous breasts.

“More,” she gasped. “I need more. Make it hurt.”


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

Buy links
Loose id                     https://app.bitly.com/BebnjNZnvC8/bitlinks/2pFyQ5Z
Amazon USA             http://amzn.to/2pLmmK4
Amazon UK               http://amzn.to/2pd1Hvt
Kobo                          http://bit.ly/2qBMdl5
Barnes and Noble     http://bit.ly/2q36rI5



Thursday, 4 May 2017

5 things writers wait for & my book release, Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf


Writing's not only hard work, it takes patience and involves a lot of waiting around.

Here's my list of five things writers wait for.

1               Waiting for ideas to strike.
2               Waiting for your publisher to accept your book.  
3               Waiting for edits.
4               Waiting for a cover.
5               Waiting to see your book on Amazon.

I’m not a patient person, but I love working with Loose id. They’re friendly and approachable, plus they have amazing cover artists.

This week has tested my patience.

My latest book release was on Tuesday 2nd May. But something went wrong. The book didn’t upload while all the other new releases did.
That’s when waiting’s hard.

Thankfully, my book is available now. Please, if you like erotic paranormal / urban romance, check out Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf.

Look out for a vampire who spanks rather than sparkles and a werewolf with a riding crop.



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

Buy links
Loose id                     https://app.bitly.com/BebnjNZnvC8/bitlinks/2pFyQ5Z
Amazon USA             http://amzn.to/2pLmmK4
Amazon UK               http://amzn.to/2pd1Hvt
Kobo                          http://bit.ly/2qBMdl5
Barnes and Noble     http://bit.ly/2q36rI5

Blog            http://kryssiefortune.blogspot.co.uk/
Twitter         https://twitter.com/KryssieFortune
Facebook    https://www.facebook.com/KryssiesFortune
Pinterest      http://bit.ly/1OGFnjc
Goodreads     http://bit.ly/2kxqabJ
Amazon Author Page  http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO



Thursday, 27 April 2017

Who would win? Navy SEALs or US Marines? #soldiers #romance #heroes



While writing my Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge Series I learned how truly tough these soldiers are. I couldn't respect them more, but if they went head to head, who'd come out on top. Not that I think they ever would.
I found this on You Tube and had to share.
It's only one opinion of, course.
Also,
I have great news to share.
The lovely people at Loose id have released my three stand alone romances in one box set. Not only is it convenient, but you can save over $3 by buying the box set.
These action packed romances tell of kidnappings, spy rings, and arsonists, all set in the North Carolina Town of Westhorpe Ridge.

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine -  Abigail advertises for a husband, but can her marriage of conveyance turn into a love match?

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff   - Sean enjoys a one-night stand with Jazz, but can love blossom after he accused her of being a spy

Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor  - Can love blossom second time around for Mandy after Adam betrayed her? And how will he react when she tells him he has a son?
Buy links
Amazon UK    http://amzn.to/2pCuPwU
Loose id       http://bit.ly/2oLIfIz
Kobo            http://bit.ly/2onhEPn
Barnes and Noble  http://bit.ly/2oGfGsq

Extract from Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine

The engine stopped, and she heard a car door slam. She needed out of the trunk, but no one came for her. What if they abandon the car and leave me? I don’t want to die trussed up in a car trunk. A fresh wave of fear washed through her, along with a spike of adrenaline. Her body trembled, but time slowed and her thoughts cleared. She needed to take things one step at a time.
Step one—get her arms free. She wriggled around, hoping the rough ride had dislodged something she could use to cut the rope. Bingo. Her fingers touched a metal box. Maybe it held tools or a knife. She almost wept when she couldn’t open it. The hinge stuck out from the box, so she twisted some more, running the rope against the hinge. Periodically, she stopped and tensed her wrists in an attempt to pull the nylon strands apart.
She’d no idea how long she worked at her bonds. It seemed like hours until the rope finally gave way. Relieved tears filled her eyes. Rather than rub her wrists, she tugged off the hood and pulled the gag from her mouth. She’d never been so thirsty. She’d give anything for a cold beer right now.
Step two—find the release mechanism the law said every car should have in the trunk. She felt claustrophobic, so scared she could barely move, but she forced herself to concentrate. There, in the corner, a glow-in-the-dark lever beckoned. Wriggling like a maggot in a fisherman’s box, she kicked it for all she was worth, and the trunk lid popped open.
The air smelled wonderful, if slightly musty, but silence and utter darkness surrounded her. She listened a while, decided her captors had left, and slipped out the trunk. No lights shone through the darkness. Using her hands rather than her eyes, she found a lug wrench and flashlight alongside the spare tire beneath the space she’d just escaped. She grabbed both, quietly shut the trunk, and headed into the darkness.

Wednesday, 26 April 2017

My Future Stepbrother #EggcerptExchange #Freebie #Givaway




My guest today is best selling author Tina Gayle. She's dropped by to share an excerpt from her latest book



Blurb for My Future Step Brother
Lyndsey Turner only wants to have fun.  She doesn’t care if her dad marries Travis Clark’s mother. Travis is super-hot and sets her body on fire every time he steps near her.
Travis has other ideas. He understands Lyndsey’s wild streak and wants her attention on him. All seems to be working according to his plan until his mother discovers she may have breast cancer.
Now, Travis wants to solidify his relationship with Lyndsey and start planning for their future.
Will Lyndsey commit to be his alone or does he have to play the dating game a while longer?

If you love romance, don’t miss this short story from the popular Executive Wives Club series

Excerpt:

Frustrated by his answers and his standoffish attitude, she rose onto one knee and swung her leg over his to straddle his lap. She rested her hands on his shoulders. “And if he still doesn’t like the fact we’re dating?”
She rubbed his chest, enjoying the soft texture of his cotton T-shirt. “Though in truth, I’m not sure we can claim we’re doing anything other than sharing the same space.”
Grinning, he circled her waist and his fingers toyed with the hem of her top. “You’re just cranky because you’re still recovering from the concert last night. I told you when we booked it we wouldn’t get home until late.”
Lyndsey smiled, remembering the wonderful music. The only drawback being the long drive back from the casino in Iowa and the early wake-up call this morning to get ready for work. Tuesday night was not the best night to party. She’d survived, but today, her patience with his aloof attitude had hit ground zero.
“That’s not the problem.” She dropped her hand to the zipper of his jeans and cupped his length through the stiff fabric. “I’m tired of playing around. I want this bad boy deep and making me scream.”


Other books in the series
Marketing Exec’s Widow
IT Exec’s Baby
CFO’s Affair
CEO’s Widow

Read 1st Chapter at www.tinagayle.com


Tina Gayle’s Bio
Her first romantic novel published in 2008, Tina Gayle has written over thirty romantic books under two different pseudonyms. Her novels span several different genres from contemporary to fantasy and sweet to erotic. She enjoys the challenge of drawing a reader into a story and having them travel down the same road as her hero and heroine. Married thirty years, she enjoys spending time with her husband on the golf course.

Find out more about Tina on her website www.tinagayle.com
Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/AuthorTinaGayle
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Tina-Gayle/214633841921560?ref=hl