Friday, December 8, 2017

Meet the Heroes of Westthorpe Ridge

Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge
Holiday Series Boxed Set
By Kryssie Fortune

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About the Boxed Set:

Kryssie Fortune's holiday series, Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge, is now available in a convenient e-boxed set!

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine:
     Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.
     Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution--to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.
     Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?
Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff:
        Jasmine Stewart (Jazz to her friends) falls for the blond stranger when he spanks and seduces her at a Washington soiree. Later, when she discovers her flatmate is trying to draw her into a spy ring, she goes to the authorities. The ensuing publicity costs her her job, her security, and her future. Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge is her only option.
     Sean Mathews, former SEAL and Westhorpe Ridge’s sheriff, can’t forget the woman he spanked when he visited Washington, but he thinks she’s a spy. When she turns up in Westhorpe Ridge, he tries everything to make her leave town. Despite their misunderstandings, though, they can’t keep their hands off each other.
     As Year’s Eve looms, the spy ring resurfaces. Jazz will need all of Sean’s SEAL prowess to survive. But because his wounded leg cost him his speed in the water, will it be enough?
Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor:
     Twelve years ago, Mandy Devlin moved away from her friends and family--under threat. If she returned in the next ten years or told anyone who fathered her baby, her boyfriend’s great-aunt would bankrupt her family. She’s a single mom who dreams of her lost love and a good spanking. When she’s finally free to return to Westhorpe Ridge, the last person she expects to see is Adam--the man she loved and lost so long ago.
     Dr. Adam Montgomery doesn’t know he has a son. Thanks to his great-aunt’s will, he has nine months to find a bride or he loses Montgomery Hall and the fifteen million dollars she left him. Although he seduces Mandy on his first night home, he still believes she betrayed him twelve years ago. No way would he marry a woman like her.
     As Valentine’s Day looms, someone tries to kill Mandy. Is Adam trying to get rid of her? Or can Mandy trust him to protect them?
Note: All of the books in this set were previously released as single titles.
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Excerpt from Desire, Deceit and the Doctor:
Ben pointed at the man the medics were checking. “He ran down the beach, dived in, and hauled me back to shore. Then he picked me up and shouted at me. He wouldn’t put me down. I couldn’t get away no matter how hard I tried. Duffy kept barking and jumping up at him, but he yelled, ‘Sit,’ and Duffy did.”
Mandy glanced around, wondering where the dog had got to, but her concern for Ben overrode everything.
Her son hiccupped in a great lungful of air. “Once we got off the beach, he opened the back door of his black SUV. Duffy jumped in and sat there like he owned it. I thought that man meant to shove me in his car and drive off, especially since he wouldn’t put me down. I tried to squirm free and yelled for Mom. I—”
The rest of his words were lost as he buried his head against her chest and wept harder. Mandy stared at the black SUV, the same make and model every tourist rented. It would have faded into traffic and vanished if the guy she’d decked had managed to force Ben inside it. Only, according to Ben, the man at her feet was a hero not a kidnapper.
Now she’d heard the truth, she wanted to shake Ben too. Not that she ever would, but her temper still burned inside her. The guy she’d brained with the bottle had risked his life to rescue her son. She felt bad that she’d assaulted her son’s savior, but nothing gave him the right to manhandle Ben. Torn between tending the stranger or kicking him for upsetting her son, she swallowed hard. “Is he dead? Please tell me I didn’t kill him.”
As she spoke, Ben’s rescuer groaned and tried to sit up. “What the hell?”
Gods, she knew that voice. It might be deeper, smoother, and sexier, but she’d never forget the three years she’d spent dating its owner or the dreadful way things had ended between them.
One of the paramedics eased the injured man’s arm out of his shirt and gently held him in place. “Lay still. You’ve had a blow on the head, and you’ve reopened the wound in your shoulder.”
Sean’s jaw dropped. “Adam? You weren’t due home until Easter. What happened? And what’s with that wound in your shoulder?”
Mandy’s pulse raced, and she shivered with shock. Adam’s voice sounded as mellow as Scotch whisky and just as tempting, making her ache for what might have been. Her hands trembled, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like a hammer trying to break out of her chest.
            Even now, she couldn’t understand how she’d loved and lost, or why Adam had left her after the one time they’d had sex. Despite the way he’d hurt her, she forced a small smile. One night of sex in thirty years wasn’t a great average, especially when the sex had been so bad she’d cried afterward.
At least Adam had moved on and made a life as an army medic, or so she’d thought when she mortgaged her life to buy the hotel. After she’d signed on the dotted line, she discovered Adam would be home soon. “Easter,” his little sister, Abigail, had said. Mandy had hoped to get Devlin’s Hotel’s Valentine’s Ball out of the way before she considered what to say to Adam, especially since he didn’t know about Ben. Now Adam had turned up almost seven weeks early.
           She’d always known seeing him again would hurt, but she hadn’t expected his presence to make her short of breath or for her body to tremble for his touch. She’d imagined so many ways to greet him once he came home, but none had included laying him out with a beer bottle.
She took a deep breath and satisfied herself that Ben hadn’t suffered more than a bad fright. Standing here staring at Adam, she felt scared, excited, and exhilarated, like a human cannonball who’d missed the net. Her gaze felt glued to the only man she’d ever loved. The man who’d hurt her so deeply she’d never dated again.
The intervening twelve years had made his shoulders broader, and when he rose to his feet, he stood taller than when she last saw him. Even damp with seawater, his close-cropped hair shone like a raven’s wing. His broad lips still looked they’d been made to be kissed, but he had more muscle than she remembered. At eighteen, he’d been good looking. At thirty, even soaking wet and furious, he was drop-dead gorgeous. Everything about him seemed…more.


About the Author:
     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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Monday, December 4, 2017

Welcome to The Starlight Grille

Moonlighting: A Serenity Harbor Maine Novella,
A Starlight Grille series, Book Three

A blast from the past, a ten-year old matchmaker with a valentine wish, an omission, and a villainous man…a recipe for disaster? Or love against all odds?
Tucker Benson’s decision to move to a new town, build a new business, and protect his daughter does not include finding a replacement for his cheating wife. But his ten-year old daughter has other plans. And she’s found the one!
Mary Beth Walters’ life is up-to-the-brim full. When her high school crush, now single father, moves to town, she is tempted. Only problem is, he doesn’t recognize her. That could be a good thing. Or end in trouble.
When Tucker discovers the secret Mary Beth holds close to her heart, will love be enough to overcome broken trusts?
COMING ~ DECEMBER 7, 2017
Available for Pre-Order

Excerpt:
The doorbell chimed. Mary Beth grabbed an aqua and pink mottled scarf to offset the drab blue jeans and stark white of her sweater and beelined down the stairs. Like a puppy, all gangly legs and lurching moves, she raced toward the door to swing it wide. “Hey.” That came out a little breathless. She tried to tamp down the panting from her jog down the stairs. Never mind the stitch in her side after the gobbled toast.
Hey, yourself.” Possibly breathless worked for Tucker. His grin widened to the width of the open doorway. His hair was tousled from the chilled breeze off the ocean. His cheeks red, like he’d waited in the winter sunshine for his watch to hit the half-hour mark.
She stepped past him onto her front porch and pulled the door shut. “So, no Bunnie?”
No Bunnie. Better this way.” He cupped her cheek and planted a kiss. She was so needy and full of lust that her brain frizzled and fried on the spot. The kiss was gentle and slowly sweet until morphing into, oh yeah, a little bit naughty. She opened to him. His teeth nipped and his tongue tangled with hers, as she pressed against his solid body, wanting so much more. The more she’d fantasized about since high school. The more that could happen if she only had the courage to step back, grab his hand, and pull him inside and up the stairs.
The slam of her neighbor’s door across the street filtered through her brain in slow motion. But Tucker’s groan snapped her common sense back into place. Sunday. On her front porch. For all to see. She shoved against the chest she wanted to stay glued to, bit down on her lip as the cold air replaced Tucker’s warmth, and sucked in a deep breath to regain her equilibrium.
Mary Beth stepped back again. Not for her own sake, but for his. She desperately wanted to stay in his arms, despite what the neighbors might think, and fling her arms around his neck and murmur to hell with lunch.

Buy Links:
Moonlighting (A Starlight Grille Book 3):

Books2Read – links to various vendors including iBooks, Nook, Kobo: https://www.books2read.com/u/mZ5eop


Come Dance With Me (A Starlight Grille Book 2): 99 cents for limited time

Books2Read – links to various vendors including iBooks, Nook, Kobo: https://www.books2read.com/u/bMrQva


The Legacy of Parkers Point (A Starlight Grille Book 1):

Books2Read – links to various vendors including iBooks, Nook, Kobo: https://www.books2read.com/u/b6rQzx


Reviews of The Legacy of Parker’s Point
Starlight Grille Book 1
a feel good story, full of love and romance and hope….no game playing, no lies, manipulation or underhanded deceit to win affection….just two strong people finding love, learning to trust, and trying to make it work.
The author depicts life in a small town with memorable characters and descriptive scenery. Lauralee and Grayson are two beautiful people inside and out. Their chemistry heats up the pages…. The secondary characters are well written and the next book in the series is about the piano player, Luke, at the Starlight Grille.
Dianamcc - Romance Junkies – Five Hearts
Set on the picturesque sea coast of Maine….a heartfelt tale of helping and healing…. a delightful, emotional read.
N, Amazon Reader – Five Stars
a wonderful story of learning to trust in love enough to put the past behind you….characters are smart, sexy and hopeful and make you feel great for having read their story.
HarborGirl, Amazon Reader – Five Stars
The romance is done very well, with chemistry galore and a rich, beautiful world in Serenity Harbor. Definitely a keeper!
M, Amazon Reader – Five Stars
This is a sweet story. The romance is a well-written small town story where two people learn to trust both each other and themselves. I highly recommend the story.
Mainer, Amazon Reader – Four Stars
I appreciated how well-developed and fleshed out Delsora's characters are, despite this being a shorter story….Lauralee & Grayson grab hold of you from page one. I alternated between smiling over their cute interactions, to swooning over the steamier scenes (closed bedroom door).
Colleen, Amazon Reader – Five Stars
a lovely, heartwarming story which takes the reader back to a time when family name and honor took priority for power brokers masquerading as parents—and the effects those antiquated beliefs continue to have on the generations that follow….It's a winner.
Kat, Amazon Reader – Five Stars
I loved this novella. The small, coastal Maine town was beautifully described. I really liked Gray and Lauralee right away. They connected quickly, and I loved their banter and flirtation.
Laurie, Goodreads Reader – Five Stars

Review of Come Dance with Me

Starlight Grille Book 2
[Sam] is multi-layered, gorgeous and plays jazz like the super-star he is. Yet, something is eating at him. Then he meets Ashley Sullivan, the uptight high school teacher, riddled with fear and reluctance to join in. Sam doesn't give up on her and the push-pull of these two is charming.
Give yourself a treat and read Come Dance With Me.
It's a winner.
Kat, Amazon Reader – Five Stars

Author Bio:
From Cabins to Cottages…Keep the Home Fires Burning
A transplanted big city gal, world-wide traveler, and foreign-service brat, who now lives in a coastal Maine town, Delsora Lowe loves to write about small town heroes from the cowboys and ranchers of Colorado to the game wardens and lobstermen of Maine. Her work in the hospitality industry, rape crisis, admissions, alumni relations, and women’s advocacy has allowed her to interact on a daily basis with real life heroines and heroes. Lowe’s family visits to Colorado are the inspiration for an upcoming contemporary western series in 2018. And her daughter’s wedding and her son’s home on the coast of Maine provided plentiful ideas for the Starlight Grille series.





Sunday, December 3, 2017

Focus on: Forsaking Hope

 Forsaking Hope
Fair Cyprians of London
By Beverley Oakley

Beverley is giving away a $10 Amazon Gift Certificate to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please use the RaffleCopter below to enter. Remember you may increase your chances of winning by visiting the other tour stops. You may find those locations here.

About Forsaking Hope:
Two years ago, she missed their secret assignation and disappeared without a trace. Now the divine "Miss Hope" is in Felix Durham’s bed - a 'surprise cheering-up gift' sourced by his friends from London's most exclusive brothel. Felix is in heaven - and he wants to stay there.
So does Hope, but she can’t.
Hope Merriweather lives by a code of honour – even if she’s a prostitute. Having sold her soul, she’s prepared to sacrifice everything else to protect what she believes in.
Even if honour – in her eyes – comes at the cost of thieving and breaking hearts. Including her own.

Available for preorder here:

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Excerpt:
Wilfred Hunt.
If there was a name to tip Hope into the abyss of despair she was hearing it spill from Madame Chambon’s lips now as the older woman directed Hope to take a seat in the reception room, presumably so Madame could loom oppressively over her.
With her hands on her ample, expensively padded hips, Hope’s benefactress—procuress, employer and gaoler were other monikers—sent Hope a beetling look that needed no interpreting: Regardless of Hope’s true feelings, Hope must project the required show of warmth and delight at being the chosen one.
Madame patted the side of her faux curls. Years of hot irons had reduced her hair to the texture of wool but her crowning glory these days was supplemented by the lustrous locks of those girls who dared cross her – before they were thrown back into the street from where most had come.
Nevertheless, Hope had to make her resistance clear. Surely Madame who knew her history would understand her loathing for this man, above all others.
I shan’t do it,” she whispered. There was little evidence of the willful child and wild adolescent who’d been the despair of her family. “I won’t—”
Outside, the noise of the traffic rumbling over the cobbles and the shrill calls of competing vendors settled upon the tense silence. Madame Chambon’s other girls, ranged around the sumptuously appointed room on red velvet upholstered banquettes, watched the exchange with prurient fascination. Hope knew it had been a calculated ploy of Madame’s to conduct her interview in public so that Hope would serve as an example to them.
No one crossed Madame Chambon.
The shrill cry of a fishmonger caused Madame to look pointedly out of the window. With something between a smile and a sneer, she smoothed a Marcel wave. “Is that where you plan to return, Hope? The gutter?” Her nose twitched and in the sunlight that filtered into the room, the grooves chiseled between mouth and chin were thrown into harsh relief, highlighted rather than hidden by the thick powder she used to conceal her age.
Madame Chambon’s comfort, now and into retirement, depended on obedient girls. Hope knew that as well as anyone. She’d had to bury her rebellious streak just to ensure food in her belly.

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About Today’s Focus Author:
       Beverley Oakley was seventeen when she bundled up her first her 500+ page romance and sent it to a publisher. Unfortunately drowning her heroine on the last page was apparently not in line with the expectations of romance readers so Beverley became a journalist.
       Twenty-six years later Beverley was delighted to receive her first publishing contract from Robert Hale (UK) for a romance in which she ensured her heroine was saved from drowning in the icy North Sea.
       Since 2009 Beverley has written more than thirteen historical romances, mostly set in England during the early nineteenth century. Mystery, intrigue and adventure spill from their pages and if she can pull off a thrilling race to save someone’s honour – or a worthy damsel from the noose – it’s time to celebrate with a good single malt Scotch.
       Beverley lives with her husband, two daughters and a Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy the size of a pony opposite a picturesque nineteenth century lunatic asylum. She also writes Africa-set adventure-filled romances tarring handsome bush pilot heroes, and historical romances with less steam and more sexual tension, as Beverley Eikli.

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