Confessions of a Serial Dieter

I am excited and so pleased to introduce our first blog guest, Kryssie Fortune! Her book, One Knight Stand, sounds fun–in a vampirish, sexy kind of way. I’m looking forward to reading it!

Confessions of a Serial Dieter

Do you struggle with your weight? I didn’t until I went off to university. Money was tight, and I didn’t want a mountain of student debt. I ate anything stodgy to keep hunger at bay, but do my hips show it. I’ve been dieting since I graduated and could afford decent food.

So, back in July, I started a low carb diet. That left me four pounds lighter and so hungry I felt lightheaded. Chocolate makes everything betterAs soon as I ate anything normal, I put those damn pounds back on.

August.
I tried the South Sea Diet. This made my breath stink and made me feel sick. I didn’t last more than a day and half. No, no, no!

September.
I thought I’d just go low calorie. I woke up at 2am, and boy was I hungry. Don't go near the fridge!

That’s another diet off my life.

October.
Cabbage? In soup?I tried the Cabbage Soup diet. Have you tasted that stuff? Just don’t, is all I can say.

November.
I thought I’d try the Ketonic Diet. There’s some science behind this one. Apparently, it helps epileptics, but get this: It works by denying the body its primary fuel – glucose. One of the listed side effects is death. I didn’t get any further with this one. Chocolate or cheese. The only two food groups needed.

December.
Who diets at Christmas? Not me

January.
Oh God. I’ve put on weight over Christmas. I joined a slimming club yesterday, but all those points and that little calculator thing is such a fuss. I’m already fed up of salad.

February.
I’ve landed my dream job. Whitborough Castle has hired me as its archivist. Of course, no one knows what happened to the last two, but it was too good a chance to pick up. I’m stressing about it already. Now I need chocolate. I must be craving the B vitamins. 'Nuff said.

March.
I started my job a couple of weeks ago. I love it. Some of the high ups think I’m too young for my role, though. They made that clear when I showed them around this morning. Then this drop dead gorgeous guy—a tourist with a day ticket—starts telling me an alternative history of the chapel. Talk about Fake News. Anyway. Got to dash. I’ve got records to update and stuff. If you want to know about the castle, the archivists, and drool worthy Blaxton, you can read my story in Kryssie Fortune’s book – One Knight Stand.

ONE KNIGHT STAND by Kryssie Fortune
(This book was formerly sold as Knight’s Vampire.)

One Knight Stand

Buy here:
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BLURB
Crusader knight, Blaxton de Ferrers rises as a vampire after the Knights Defender steal his soul. Murdered by his cousin, he preys on the people he once swore to protect. His emotions leach out of him. Gradually, he forgets how to feel.

Eight hundred years later, he meets Harriet.

Harriet Mortlake’s a strong, sassy woman who battles her weight and her temper. She’s the modern-day archivist in the castle which was Blaxton’s childhood home. She’s supposed to ferret out the castle’s secrets. Instead, she finds the love of her life.

When danger threatens Harriet, Blaxton steps in. Harriet and Blaxton are a match made in heaven. Except… he’s a vampire and he’s destined for hell.

EXCERPT
“How dare you embarrass me like that?” Harriet Mortlake planted her hands on her hips and glowered at the man she’d cornered outside the cafe. Her normal iceberg cool deserted her, and she wanted to slap the condescending smile off his face. Around this stranger, she felt as though lightning bolts flashed from her eyes.

“It’s a temple, not a chapel,” he insisted.

Stubborn. Damn. Male. She’d been showing the big guns from the Castles’ Management Trust around the building. They’d already made it clear they thought her too young for the archivist’s role. This know-it-all had infuriated her when he sounded off in the chapel. Now he antagonized her all over again.

“As if!” Harriet snorted. “No way would medieval Christians build a pagan temple on their grounds. Superstitious locals would have accused them of devil worship. They burned heretics at the stake, remember?”

Despite Mr. Condescending’s interference, she’d impressed the big bosses—she thought. Now the sexiest male, ever, clung to his ridiculous belief the chapel had been a pagan temple.

He flashed her a smile which would have lit up the underground chapel where he’d embarrassed her earlier. He should keep his mouth shut and let her admire his looks. Everything about him radiated sex appeal. Looking at him almost made her anger evaporate, but he gave her the know-it-all look that made her bristle.
“You need to get your facts right,” he told her, determined to have the last word.

Stupid, arrogant male. She couldn’t decide whether to show him her diplomas and degrees or kick his shins. She’d reined in her temper while the higher-ups carried out their inspection. Now they’d left, she felt free to vent her rage. Hands still on her hips, she tapped her foot at him.

“Lost for words without an audience? Or don’t you have any facts to back up your cock-and-bull story? Put up or shut up, Mister. Tell me why you think it’s a temple.”

Mr. Condescending sat outside the castle’s tearoom as if he hadn’t a care in the world. His interference when she’d shown the bigwigs into the chapel could have cost her the job she loved. Whitborough Castle’s extensive records needed cataloging, and Harriet couldn’t wait to get her hands on them.

ABOUT KRYSSIE FORTUNE
Kryssie 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.

HOW TO FIND KRYSSIE
Website http://kryssiefortune.wixsite.com/kryssie
Blog http://kryssiefortune.blogspot.co.uk/
Twitter https://twitter.com/KryssieFortune
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/KryssiesFortune
Pinterest http://bit.ly/1OGFnjc
Goodreads http://bit.ly/2kxqabJ
Amazon Author Page http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO

Thank you, Kryssie for joining me on Nomad Authors Blog!

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