Heroes
of Westhorpe Ridge
Holiday
Series Boxed Set
By
Kryssie Fortune
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Fortune's holiday series, Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge, is now available
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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.
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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