Please help me welcome Kryssie Fortune, with a fun interview and a HOT new release…
Firstly, I’d like to thank Alicia for letting me drop by.
I’m Kryssie Fortune, writer of erotic romance. I retired last year, leaving much loved friends behind on Emmerdale, Britain’s best TV soap. I’ve moved from Leeds to Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast. When I’m not writing, I’m walking on the beach with my husband or attending the local literary group. It’s good to study classic books occasionally, but I’m sticking to writing about shifters or sexy Doms.
Last summer Loose id put out a special call for three linked stories. My mind went instantly blank. Six weeks before the deadline, I had an idea for my Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge series. I’ve never written so fast in my life. Thankfully Loose id liked my stories. The first book, Marriage, Mobster’s and the Marine came out at the beginning of December. The second, Sex, Scandal and the Sheriff was released on my birthday December 19th. It’s a stand-alone romance featuring the Sheriff from book one. Book three came out on Valentine’s Day.
I knew from the start that my heroes would all be ex-military. Since they all handle guns, the books needed to be set in the USA. That made things hard for me as I’m a Brit who has never left Europe. Fortunately, most of my Facebook friends live in America, and they put up with my constant questions. The only way I could imagine Westhorpe Ridge was to mentally move the Yorkshire town of Whitby to North Carolina. Although I often write paranormal, this time I left Bram Stoker and Dracula behind.
What do you want readers to come away with after they read Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff?
I’d love a reader to finish my books and be half in love with the hero. There’s no deep message, just hot and steamy romance tied to a story that hopefully my readers can’t put down.
What actors would you cast in the main roles of your book if it were made into a movie?
If Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff were made into a film, I’d love Owen Wilson to play my sheriff hero, Sean Mathews. Owen’s mix of blond good looks and cheeky charm make him perfect for the role. My heroine, Jazz, actually says she wants Jennifer Lawrence to play her in a movie so that’s an easy pick. Besides, Jennifer Lawrence is a natural beauty with a smile sweet enough to hook Sean at the soiree that descends into an orgy.
What genre have you never written that you’d like to write?
I’d love to write a complex, Dan Brown style mystery. I’ve got a few ideas, but I’m letting them grow at their own speed.
What is your favorite quote?
“I would rather be happy than dignified.” Charlotte Bronte in Jane Eyre
If you could be a character in any of your books, who would you be?
Mandy Devlin. She pops up in all three Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge novellas, but her story is told in Desire, Deceit and the Doctor. Mandy’s had a hard few years, but she’s kind hearted, hardworking, willing to give any one a helping hand and a great mom. When killers target her and her son, she gets a second chance of love.
Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?
A bit of both. I start off thinking what makes them unique then think of someone who fits them. For example, one of my reviews compared the hero of one of my books to Indiana Jones. I wasn’t surprised since that’s who I thought of when I wrote him. Of course, my characters usually take on a life of their own and refuse to fit in any boxes I’ve assigned them.
What do your friends and family think of your writing?
My son’s a stick-in-the-mud banker. He has no imagination and he’s horrified that I write erotic romances. My daughter is proud of me, but won’t be my Facebook friend in case my posts embarrass her. Since she’s a deputy head teacher, I quite understand. My husband is amazingly supportive and very proud of the things I’ve achieved. I couldn’t have a better cheerleader.
Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge wouldn’t be easy, especially since she’d already enjoyed a spanking and a one-night stand with 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?
- Note: A stand-alone romance this is the second story in The Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge series, featuring Sean Matthews from Marriage, Mobsters and the Marinesand Jasmine Stewart (Jazz to her friends).
“New start. New life. New ambitions,” she told herself as she drove away from her dream of being a teacher.
By the time the winter sun crept over the horizon, she’d passed the halfway point between Washington and Westhorpe Ridge. She made good time, but fifteen minutes from her destination, the car handling changed. Praying nothing expensive had happened to her trusty vehicle, she pulled over to take a look. She got out the car, walked around to the rear passenger side, and sighed when she realized the tire had blown out. Damn, my spare’s in the trunk, beneath my suitcases and bedding. Shaking her head, she heaved her first suitcase onto the grass verge. It hadn’t felt so heavy when she’d packed it.
A police car pulled up. “Sheriff Mathews, ma’am. Can I be of assistance?”
His voice flowed over her like molasses, rich, thick, and so sweet she wanted to taste its owner. Instead, she panted slightly but kept moving. “I’ve had a blowout, but my spare tire’s under all my stuff. Don’t worry. I can manage, thank you.”
When she turned back to the car, Jazz’s eyes widened. The man in the uniform looked enormous, blond, and way too familiar. Handsome didn’t come close. In his long-sleeved fawn shirt and standard-issue brown trousers, he looked like a sex god come to earth. And are those handcuffs dangling from his belt? I can find a way to put them to good use.
Given their history, drooling over him felt wrong. Despite what the doctors had told her, traces of the spies’ lust drug must still linger in her system. Her heart beat faster. Even breathing seemed hard around him. “Ethan Mathews? I thought you were a scientist involved in some hush-hush stuff, not a sheriff. Why are you in Westhorpe Ridge? I thought you were some high-flying scientist. And isn’t impersonating a police officer a criminal offense? Shit, you’re driving a real police car. Are you really a sheriff?”
He did a double take, glowered right back at her. “Jazz Stewart? What the hell are you doing here? Have you jumped bail? Keep your hands where I can see them while I radio in and run a check on you.”
Jazz shivered despite the winter sunshine. Everyone except the CIA had made her out to be the bad guy, her former employer included. The damn sheriff was treating her like a criminal, but he’d been at that damn party too. Judging by the way he’d climbing on his high horse, he probably believed everything he’d read about her in the papers. Out of everyone she knew, she’d wanted the man she’d been dreaming about since the soiree to be on her side. He’s even sexier than I remembered, but what’s with this running a check on me? Surely he knows the truth by now. She hated the way he smirked at her, but she couldn’t resist taunting him. “So, Sheriff, spanked any other females lately?”
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