Media Kit for His Innocent Bride
A stand-alone regency Romance
By Kryssie Fortune
Publisher Stormy
Night Publications
Release Date August
18, 2018
Artwork included and
attached separately
Genre Regency Spanking Romance
Does her husband want
Alethea dead?
Hashtags
#Regency #spanking
#romance #murder #mystery #HEA #Dominance
Publisher’s Blurb
Going about her mundane life
in a small fishing village, Alethea never dreamed she would end up with a man
like the Earl of Deanswood, yet when she caught the handsome gentleman's eye he
wasted no time in making her his wife. Unbeknownst to Alethea, however, her
conniving mother has convinced Deanswood that she has no interest in the
marital bed. Devastated by his seeming disinterest, Alethea searches for
someone to instruct her in the ways of enticing a man.
When a friend informs Deanswood of Alethea's
plans, he decides to train his new bride himself. Soon enough, Alethea finds
herself naked, blindfolded, and helplessly bound as she is thoroughly spanked
and then brought to one blushing, quivering climax after another. But when
Alethea's life is threatened by her mother's vicious scheming, can Deanswood
protect his innocent bride?
Publisher's Note: His Innocent Bride is a stand-alone
novel which shares the Regency-era setting of Wickedly Used. It
includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please
don't buy this book.
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Excerpt- PG
Stonehurst’s
eyes shone with mischief. “Your wife came to my establishment earlier. She
offered me five guineas to fuck her.”
Deanswood
spluttered and almost spat out his brandy. “She did what?”
Stonehurst
leaned back and savored a second sip of his wine. “Do you want me to repeat it?
After you’ve drawn everyone’s gaze? I didn’t take her money or screw her, of
course. Let’s find somewhere to talk.”
Anger
turned Deanswood’s features haughty and harsh. Fists curled, he glowered at his
friend. Make that former friend. He’d
rather beat Stonehurst senseless than talk. “You keep your bloody hands off
her.”
All
Deanswood had wanted was an heir and a spare. Instead, his wife barred him from
her bed—unless a quick screw with no foreplay or kisses once a month counted.
He’d rather have stayed single.
He’d
dreamed of a wife with a warm smile and sweet nature. Curves that made his
mouth water and his palms twitch would be a bonus. Leg-shackling himself to
Alethea Allerton was the biggest mistake he’d ever made.
He
should have made it clear that he expected to bear his children and submit to
the occasional spanking. In return, he’d teach her about passion, bondage, and
obedience. Until his mother-in-law collared him in the library, he’d been
looking forward to his wedding night. His mother-in-law’s words had kyboshed
that.
Stonehurst
struggled to contain his laughter. “So, what really happened on your wedding
night?”
“It’s
none of your business,” Deanswood snapped.
Unabashed,
Stonehurst grinned. “Your wife made it my business. Her dress sense is
shocking. Is that why you couldn’t perform last night?”
Stonehurst
was right. Alethea had involved him in the tangled mess of her marriage. “Did
Alethea say I couldn’t… Of course, I could… Damn it, I don’t have to explain
myself to you.”
“It
might help to talk about it,” Stonehurst suggested.
Deanswood
sighed. “Nothing else seems to. After I’d thrown Lady Babs out, my new
mother-in-law collared me in the library. She read me an endless lecture on the
sins of marital sex. I’d rather take a dressing down from Wellington than
endure that again.”
Inwardly,
Deanswood fumed. Why the hell had his wife waited until after the ceremony to
send her mother to tell him she didn’t want sex? He supposed she was eager to
get her grasping hands on his fortune.
When
he learned his wife planned to cuckold him, his eyes narrowed and lips thinned
in anger. A trip to Gentleman Jackson’s boxing salon beckoned. Going a few
rounds with the champion might calm his soul.
Stonehurst’s
teasing manner vanished, and he held up both hands, palm out. “I never touched
her. We’re attracting too much attention. Walk with me.”
Deanswood
had fought alongside Stonehurst in the Peninsular War and again at Waterloo.
They’d shared too much to fall out over a woman. That said, Stonehurst enjoyed
the earl’s discomfort far too much.
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Questions and Answers
(Please
don’t feel obliged to use them all, or use any.)
1 Give
us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?
My heroine, Lady Alethea
grew up in a remote fishing village on the Kent coast. A strict religious sect
holds sway there. They disapprove of everything - singing, dancing, laughing.
Even smiling is a sin. Alethea dreams of a happy future not one sent peddling
fish. When James, Earl of Deanswood drives his yellow phaeton into the village,
he reminds of the Greek God Apollo driving his flaming chariot across the sky.
Not that she can admit to knowing Greek Myths in her village. She gives her
heart in an instant, but although Deanswood marries her within a week, he
doesn’t do the same.
2 Tell us about your
hero.
James, Earl of Deanswood
never expected to inherit the title. His father and older brother died the same
day the battle of Waterloo started. Deanswood enlisted as a boy soldier and
although he attained the rank of major, he sold out when he learned of his
father’s death. Although it’s never officially stated in the book, he suffers
from PTSD.
3 What genre are
your books?
I write romance. Any sort.
Paranormal or contemporary. His Innocent Bride is my second Regency Romance.
4. What draws you to this genre?
I write the books I like
to read. There’s always a strong plot, with lots of adventure. Then there’s the
sex. My pet hate is cliff hangers. Even the books in my series can be read as
stand-alone romances. Add in that I’m a sucker for a happy-ever-after, and
you’ve got my writing style.
5. What is your favorite motivational phrase.
It’s one of Mohamed Ali’s
catchphrases. “If my head can conceive it
and my heart can believe it, then I can achieve it.”
6 Tell us about your
writing process and the way you brainstorm story ideas.
Brainstorm? It’s more like
batter them to death with a hammer. I start with a random scene in my head and
work out how people got there. Sometimes that one scene doesn’t even make it
into the story. Once I’ve got the first draft finished, I edit, and edit, and
edit. The first readthrough is to check the plot works. The next three are to
polish the words. After that, I print it out and read it again. Words look
different on paper. Next, I read it out loud. Then, and only then, do Iet my
husband read it. Not that he’s a romance fan, but I’m dyslexic. He sees things
I don’t.
After all that, my editor
still makes changes.
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 loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to
Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she
devoured every regency book she could. Part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in
Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course,
Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.
Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty
miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. 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.
