Guest Post – Kryssie Fortune, author of “Curse of the Fae King”

Guest Post – Kryssie Fortune, author of “Curse of the Fae King”

This morning, I’m turning the blog over for a guest post from a fellow indie author, Kryssie Fortune, whose brand new novel, “Curse of the Fae King”, was just released this week.  Without further ado, here’s Kryssie…

Meena Sybil, heroine of the second book in my Scattered Sibling’s series—Curse of the Fae King—almost got killed by the Otherworld’s carnivorous fauna. Here’s her guide to the three most threatening plants out there.




By Meena Sybil.


Some plants just don’t need to exist. I should know. The damn things almost ate me as I trekked through Patria—the Elf kingdom. There are worse things, of course. I’m not fond of misogynistic Elves, and as for their Overlord…well even though he proposed to me, he’s not a nice man.

Anyway, back to the plants. Here’s some information about the three of the worst.



These smell wonderful—like marshmallows toasting over the fire—but don’t be drawn in. They send tendrils slithering toward their prey. One tried to crush with me when I first set foot in Patria’s jungle, and as a witch without magic, I was glad I had Leo to back me up. Usually they curl around their prey like a boa constrictor and crush the breath out of them.

Oddly, my sister in law, Slyvie—the new Lykae queen—had had a run in with an Anaconda Vine before she got together with King Caleb. Nobody was more surprised than her when she survived.




Picture a sea of these, their scarlet flowers nodding gently in the breeze.

Pretty? Pretty deadly more like.

Their delicate perfume entrances their victims. Pygmy rats—not much bigger than a mundane world’s supermarket trolley—live beneath them. They rush out and eat the helpless prey. In return, the rats’ faeces ferzilize the plants.

Definitely not a nice way to go.

I almost fell prey to these. Fortunately I was under the Elf Overlord’s protection at the time—such as it was. One of his guards warned me off, but it was my Witches’s familiar that saved me. Who’s that? I’m not telling—but I’m glad it wasn’t that yappy dog from the Goth shop. Still want to know, then you’ll have to read my story in Krysie Fortune’s new book, Curse of the Fae King.





I once saw a rat disolving in the bottom of one of these—and otherworld rats dwarf the mundane world’s cars. Imagine a 4 x 4 with ears, tail and voracious appetite. Horrid? Yes, but fortunately I never met one. Leo once snagged a tree-snake once. Ate it too, I tried it, bu tit tasted like a  tires off the 4×4. In fact they probly tate better—not that I’ve tated them.

And, hey, move over Klitschko brothers. There’s a new girl in town.I fought an Elf to stop him tossing a slave into one of these. My one and only fight—and I won.

I learned about it when  I was exiled from the Otherworld.

I spent almost a third of my life in Whitby, England. Yeah, I know. Home of Dracula, and all things Gothic.

There’s something about a death sentence and exile that makes a girl reluctant to go home. Thanks for that, mum. Yes, I know we’re good now, and I will visit the Vampire Kingdom soon. Yes, I promise

Anyway, back to the pitcher plants. These monsters prefer to digest their prey whole—preferably while it’s still alive. Death can take up to two days. Definitely one to avoid.

The best advice I can give you is “Stay out of Patria’s tropical jungle.”



The otherworld’s dangerous and deadly, but Meena had a survival skill that was second to none.

 Find out more, check out CURSE OF THE FAE KING  – on sale 14th Jan from Loose ID.



Book Two of my Scattered Sibling’s Series, Curse of the Fae King available on the Loose ID Website from 14th Jan


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Leonidas’s nightmare: when he inherited the Fae throne, he inherited the curse a witch cast on his bloodline. No wonder he hates witches. His dirty secret: if he doesn’t bed a different woman every month he’ll turn feral – and he’s bored to death with mindless sex.

When he hunts down his escaped war dragon, his enemies trap him on earth and strip his powers. His month’s almost up and if he doesn’t bed someone soon, his beast will rise.

Meena’s dream: to be good at something. Anything. Even sticking to a diet. Her secret: she’s a failed witch masquerading as human. She accidentally bonds with Leonidas’s escaped dragon. Sparks fly when he wants it back. Plunged into a world of stuck-up Fae, evil elves, and high-adventure they must solve a twenty-two year-old mystery. Along the way, they tumble into bed, and lust leads, unexpectedly, to love.
When Leonidas’s curse kicks in again, he’ll have to abandon Meena and bed another. Is their love strong enough to survive their secrets and break the ancient curse?


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