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text 2016-11-01 10:31
All Your Love by KT Grant Release Day!
All Your Love - KT Grant

Now available to purchase, a Lesbian Women's Fiction with a side of small town romance (with many mentions of coffee and hot chocolate!)

 

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(Lesbian Women's Fiction/Romance)

 

Available for $2.99:

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Cassie Slazak has been living a lie for a decade.

 

As the secret lover of Bianca Durand, the daughter of Massachusetts’ newly elected governor, Cassie wants Bianca to tell the world about their long term affair. But when Bianca gets engaged to a respected lawyer, who’s admired by both of Bianca’s parents, Cassie’s dreams are crushed. She not only rejected her high school sweetheart, and her small town life she adored, but her Catholic faith for a woman who has controlled her for too long.

 

When Cassie’s grandmother has fallen gravely ill, she returns to Delpoint, Pennsylvania to pay her last respects to the woman who raised her. Not only will she confront her past, but Freddie Koeman, the woman Cassie once betrayed for a possible future with Bianca. To her surprise, Freddie has forgiven Cassie, but Cassie’s guilt keeps Freddie at a distance.

 

Bianca refuses to let Cassie leave her, using threats and emotional blackmail to keep Cassie under her thumb. But Cassie is finished with Bianca’s deceit, turning to her family and God to give her the strength to move on, and perhaps find salvation in Freddie’s arms, who is more than willing to share all her love.

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

A loud beeping woke me up. I tried opening my eyes, but I was as comfortable, as one could be on a couch, half lying on someone. I was covered in a blanket, my entire body cocooned in its warmth, and my arms and legs twined with another’s—Freddie’s.

 

As awareness took over, I blinked away the sleep and drew the blanket down from my head. Freddie still slept, her mouth open, snoring softly. There was a milk stain in a corner of her lips from the ice cream we’d shared. We’d sat on the couch, eating bowls of ice cream, and talked late into the night. I fell asleep on her in the literal sense.

 

The intrusive beeping, followed by a squeal of tires and voices outside the window broke the silence. Freddie groaned and lifted her arm over her head, a loud yawn escaping her mouth.

 

I giggled and grabbed the top of the sofa to move off the sleeping beauty. But her hand on my back pressed down. She opened her eyes and studied me with a drowsy stare.

 

Hey, you.” Her hand slipped up to play with the back of my head.

 

I lowered my gaze, inspecting the middle of her throat and the lovely indentation that nudged me to kiss or lick. I also wouldn’t have minded licking away the leftover chocolate on her lips.

 

What time is it?” I blocked a yawn with the side of my hand so I didn’t blast her with my stale chocolate breath.

 

“Around seven-thirty based on the garbage truck I heard.” She swiped her finger down the bridge of my nose, leaving a pleasant prickling behind.

 

“Don’t you have to open the café?” I rested my cheek on the sofa cushion.

 

“Glory opens the café on Mondays. I’m not due until noon. We have the whole morning to ourselves.” The drowsy look in her eyes vanished and a warm look aimed at me appeared.

 

“I should call Aunt Lorraine and tell her I’m here. I forgot to last night. She must be worried.” Suddenly shy, I moved to sit up.

 

“Hmm.…” She stretched her arms over her head, and the middle of her throat I had become obsessed with mocked me.

 

“I can’t help it,” I whispered. When she said my name and clutched my shoulders, I shifted over to set my lips on that section of skin I’d wanted to taste ever since I woke up.

 

She arched back and lowered her right leg to the floor, allowing me to sink into her soft body. When she said my name again, I flicked the tip of my tongue along the top of her chest uncovered by her shirt. Her fingers tightened in my hair.

 

“I want you to kiss me,” she commanded.

 

“That’s what I’m doing,” I teased and licked further.

 

She brought my mouth to hers, sealing our lips in a tight suction. I sighed, and her tongue slipped inside my mouth to play with mine. Our chocolate breaths mingled, and we swallowed our moans while we kissed hello, becoming reacquainted again. Her arms came around my head in a protective clasp. I returned the favor by capturing her face in my palms and rocking forward, enjoying her gasp of pleasure.

 

With our mouths still fused together, Freddie turned on her side, taking my leg and wrapping it around her hip. I murmured some type of approval, encouragement, hoping she would take the lead so I wouldn’t have to.

 

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text 2016-01-31 16:43
WTFckery Book Alert! Craveheart: The Forbidden Tale of the Loch Ness Monster by KT Grant

Back in 2013 when I started to embrace self-publishing, there was a lot of talk about a certain type of niche stories being published, specifically on Amazon, now better known as monster erotica. These stories are shorts at under 30 pages, and usually priced at $2.99, highlighting such creatures as Bigfoot, aliens and dinosaurs getting their freak on in some eyebrow raising ways. I had joked that one day I would write my own monster erotica, but featuring a creature that doesn't get too much monster erotica love- the Loch Ness Monster.

 

Three years later, writing something along the lines of monster erotica was always in the back of my mind. I hemmed and hawed on writing something featuring the Loch Ness Monster finding his happily ever after UNTIL... I was dared to. So, in December, a few weeks before the end of 2015, I sat down to write an paranormal erotica featuring the Loch Ness Monster.

 

 

This is what I came up with:

 

 

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Because it started out as a dare, and why should Bigfoot, orcs, alpha aliens and billionaire dinosaurs have all the fun?

 

When sexy witch Fiona catches her boyfriend boinking one of the bridesmaids at a Scottish wedding on Halloween night, she storms out of the hall. Fuming mad, she ends up on a secluded path leading to the infamous Loch Ness. The dark water calls to her…so why not? To cool off, she throws caution to the wind and her clothes on the rocks as she indulges in a midnight skinny dip in the loch.

 

When the renowned Loch Ness Monster joins her, she’s shocked to learn the lore is true. The monster does exist! And soon, Fiona’s swim becomes an erotic kinktastic underwater adventure she’ll never forget!

 

WARNING: This paranormal erotica has, a redhead with a temper, naughty skinny dipping in the Loch Ness, and a strapping bearded lumberjack highlander with mammoth thighs. Also, the lovesick Loch Ness Monster with a massive forked tongue and way too many frisky tentacles makes an appearance.

 

 

Craveheart: The Forbidden Tale of the Loch Ness Monster will be published on Sunday 2/14 (Yes, I picked Valentine's Day purposely), and priced at .99 cents (A steal at 20 pages versus $2.99 for most monster erotica lurve).

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review 2016-01-18 11:00
Review: The Lock (Dark Path #3) by K.T. Grant
The Lock (Dark Path Series #3) - KT Grant

In The Lock, we are in the third book in the Dark Path series. For those of you not familiar with the series, we told the story of the main couple is Max and Ericka. Max is the owner of the BDSM club The Gate along with Catherine. Erica has come a long way since book one. Her and Max are looking to get married. They even talking about going to Vegas to elope.

 

However, Max's brother, Daniel, gets into a scandal, so they make an unexpected trip to LA to visit him. While there, Max has a run-in with his old nemesis, Abraham, who is blackmailing his brother. Abraham is also marrying, Page, who is Chris' sister. Chris is Ericka's ex from the first book. Page is also Max's ex and lastly, she is crazy.

 

Then there's Catherine. Catherine is trying to figure out what she wants in her life. Does she want to stay with her overbearing Master? Or does she want to stay with Bryan. There are few twists that come up here that I won't spoil.

 

I know reading all of this it sounds chaotic, but it is really well written. The Lock kept me glued to my seat, turning pages. It has quite the climatic ending to the story that leaves you wanting more. As per the first two books in the series, the author leaves things with a cliffhanger. That is my biggest complaint about this series. I'm not a fan of cliffhangers and there has been one at the end of each book. If you like BDSM erotica, this is a great series with well developed characters and a wonderful story to go along with it.

 

**Book was provided to me by the author. This review is my opinion and was not requested or provoked in anyway by the author.

 

The Dark Path Series

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quote 2015-12-22 23:19
He took her mouth in a kiss full of promises and hope, the familiar passion and hunger that always made her hang on him with a feverish need that never waned. She almost surrendered to him then, almost welcoming the all-consuming rapture he brought out in her. Her stomach flipped, and then a flutter, which made her freeze.

He didn’t notice her hesitation. He plundered and took, swiping and circling with his tongue and mouth until she twisted her face away. He panted against her cheek, his breath choppy and his mouth damp.

As she pulled away, he locked an arm around her waist, and with his other hand, dipping inside his pocket and took out a small velvet bag. He dangled it in between them. “I’ve been carrying this on me since you left.”

“What is it?” she whispered.

“A ring. Your engagement ring.”

She didn’t take it. “You bought it after I left with Bryan?”

He stroked his palm down the side of her face. “I bought it when we first arrived in Maui. I was going to ask you to marry me on our anniversary.”

“Which anniversary?”

“The day of our commitment ceremony when you promised to belong to me, and obey only me.” He kissed her again.

Wrong answer. If he had said the first time he told her he loved her, or even the first time they made love, she would have relented, if only for a short time, even though when all was said and done, she would have still rejected his offer. The fantasy they shared together was over. They would never reclaim the magic they once had. It had all come to an end.

She lost herself one final time in his kiss, running her hands in his hair and tracing his face to remember it. She savored his taste and the power of his lust and love, overcome with sorrow, knowing she would never experience this type of feeling again with anyone. She finally broke off the kiss, the final conclusion. The way they began things was very much the way it would end. Their relationship had started with him bringing her to her knees as he kissed her in a way she had never been kissed before.

He dropped the bag in her palm and curled her fingers around it. Sitting on his heels, he waited for her answer.

She rose to her feet, staring at the top of his head. He didn’t join her, but continued to kneel before her, his own version of supplication, to appease her into accepting. A good act, but one she could see through.

She didn’t open the bag to check the ring. Instead, she set it on his palm, curling his fingers around it like he had done to her.

“I can’t marry you,” she said in a strong, precise voice.

His head shot up, his eyes tinged with red from his unshed tears. He captured her hand, the bag stuck in between their palms, digging into her skin. “This ring is meant to be on your finger. You will marry me.”

She tugged on her arm, but he wouldn’t release her. Alarm set in. “How are you going to make me marry you? Force me?”

“It’s for your own good,” he said in a robotic-type voice, his face devoid of all expression.

She needed to come up with another plan, and fast. “Let’s sit down and talk—”

“I’m finished talking.” His low voice jerked her toward him.
The Lock (Dark Path Series #3) - KT Grant

The Lock by KT Grant

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quote 2015-12-18 13:39
She rose up on her knees, the sounds of his flesh meeting hers, and their harsh breathing a beautiful symphony. Sweat dripped in her eyes, and her jaw ached from her wordless screams. The moment the song from the stereo hit a high note with a multitude of guitars and saxophones, she screamed and tumbled in that swirling abyss of absolute and unadulterated pleasure.
The Lock (Dark Path Series #3) - KT Grant

The Lock by KT Grant.

Source: ktgrnt.wordpress.com/2015/10/26/the-lock-dark-path-3
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