Blurb
Leonidas can fight anything except dark magic.
He inherited his father’s curse along with the
Fae throne. Thanks to a rogue witch, if he doesn’t bed a different woman every
month, he’ll turn feral. A man can only stand so much meaningless sex. No
wonder he hates witches.
When he meets Meena, he
intends to seduce her, not love her.
Meena’s a witch who never
developed any powers.
Banished to the mundane
world, she masquerades as human. When she accidentally bonds with an escaped
war dragon, Leonidas comes to reclaim it. His enemies strip him of his powers,
and his month’s almost up.
What happens when he
discovers she’s a witch? And how will this warrior king cope when his curse
kicks in and forces him into another woman’s bed.
PLEASE NOTE This book was
previously sold with the title CURSE OF THE FAE KING.
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He only intended to seduce her not love her.
Excerpt 1
Her need drove all rational thought from her brain. Nothing
mattered but the sexy, fairy boy. Maybe it was his enthralling smile. Maybe it
was the tenderness that shone in his emerald-hued eyes. Or maybe he made her
feel like the person she was born to be. Treasured even.
For now, she’d concentrate on loving him. Sadly, theirs was
a temporary liaison at best. She needed him to screw her until her fingernails
scratched furrows in his back, and she screamed with delight.
For now, she’d live in the moment, and experience every
good thing she could with him. Whatever simmered between them was momentous and
breathtaking. Overwhelming even. So yeah, she wouldn’t tell him she was a
failed witch—yet. Damn it, if he kept smiling at her like that, she wouldn’t
tell him at all.
An insatiable hunger—urgent and overwhelming—consumed her.
Her breasts ached for his touch. A fire started deep in her womb, then sizzled
through her blood. She burned for a Fae warrior whose only promise was that
he’d love her and leave her. She’d never needed a man so completely. Hell,
until she met Leonidas, she’d never needed a man at all.
Otherworld creatures condemned her or scorned her, but not
Leonidas. No wonder she wanted to get down and dirty with him. She’d treasure
their time on the wild North Yorkshire Moors.
She’d slid her hand into his and offered her body. Be brave, Meena. She needed to stay
strong even though she deceived him. Most of all, she didn’t want her
inexperience to show. Rejection would rip her soul to shreds.
Then Goddess be praised, Leo swept her into his arms and
carried her into the privacy of a copse of trees.
More about Kryssie
Fortune.
Kryssie reads everything
and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is
going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the
time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty
pleasure. It’s an obsession.
Kryssie needed a world
for her Scattered Sibling adventures. With its green sky, carnivorous plants
and rats bigger than cars, the otherworld is a violent place. Lykae, Fae, and
vampires all live there. If the characters come to our mundane world, they
often visit the North Yorkshire resort town of Whitby—British home of all
things gothic and weird. For Kryssie,
mixing reality and fantasy is the best entertainment.
Kryssie lives on the
coast, about thirty miles from Whitby, and she know it well. She enjoys gardening,
travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many
erotic romance authors live in the north of England.
This year, Kryssie’s
main publisher—Loose id – decided it could no longer compete with Amazon. Sadly,
they close their doors permanently in May. For Kryssie, getting her book rights
back is a chance to go indie. To Break a
Warrior King’s Curse is the first book she’s self-published
And the title change?
When she started
writing, Kryssie didn’t realize how much she’d fall in love with the
otherworld. All her Scattered Sibling’s series books have a title starting with
TO…
She simply brought this in line with the rest. Please, read and enjoy
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