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review 2016-10-22 22:14
The Year's Best Dark Fantasy And Horror 2016
The Year's Best Dark Fantasy & Horror 2016 Edition - Paula Guran

While I think this was a strong anthology which contained some really good short stories, there were also some stories that disappointed. I always find it difficult to rate an anthology, especially when the quality, or at least my enjoyment of the stories, differed quite a lot.

I finished this one some time ago, but because of the above mentioned reason I've put off the actual writing of the review. It would seem that many of the stories, while entertaining at the time of reading have already slipped my mind, being not very memorable. Two stories however, stand out until today. One features dolls (this is said to be a horror collection after all) and the other Jack the Ripper.

The Dolls aside, do not expect just plain old horror stories. Many of them are more subtle and I indeed think that the term Dark Fantasy suits best.

Thanks to the publisher and Netgalley for providing me with a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review!

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text 2015-01-05 14:15
Happy Release Day Excerpt: The New Year's Fantasy by KT Grant

Doug tells Jessica what he wants from her...

 

“I don’t want to be with anyone else but you.”

 

“Oh.” How could she be his girlfriend when she didn’t have any experience with that sort of thing?

 

“It’s been a long time since I had a girlfriend.” He lowered his gaze to her mouth and puckered his lips.

 

 

He nipped her skin and pulled her hand away. “It didn’t work out for me, so I have to reevaluate my relationship skills. You can help me with that.” The corner of his mouth lifted, and he wagged his eyebrows. “You can tutor me.”

 

“In the art of love?” She dropped her face to his chest. “How would I grade you?”

 

“By how happy I make you.” He kissed the top of her head. “And how much I please you in bed.” He then kissed her forehead. “I’ll need many study sessions so I can learn all the different ways to make you come.”

 

“What about reading material? You might have to order the Kama Sutra or The Joys of Sex online,” she teased, circling her finger around the top button of his shirt.

 

“I’ll place a book order tomorrow, but for now, we’ll start with an oral presentation and take it from there.” He rose from the couch.

 

She curled her arms around his neck as he jostled her in his arms while he walked down the hall. “Where are we going?”

 

“To your classroom.” He carried her into her bedroom and set her on her bed.

 

He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, showing his wonderful physique. She knelt on the mattress and combed her fingers through the wiry hair on his chest, plucking his nipples along the way.

 

When he leaned down for a kiss, she held up a finger. “Turn around first.”

 

“Yes, ma’am,” he said and obeyed her command.

 

Getting off the bed, she stood behind him, smoothing the tight muscles and strong ridges of Doug’s back with her hands. Reaching his right shoulder, she scraped her nails over his shield tattoo, enjoying his rumble of appreciation. She then lifted up on her toes and pressed her mouth there, flicking her tongue over his warm skin.

 

His rumble morphed into a growl, and he twisted around, claiming her mouth in a kiss. She dug her nails in his back, and he hissed, biting down on her bottom lip. She sighed, rubbing up against him to ride his knee that skated in between her legs. The friction there made her damp and achy, helping build her orgasm.

 

He slid the hem of her skirt up high around her waist and slid his hand beneath her panties to cup her mound. She jerked up high on her toes, breaking the kiss.

 

 

 

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text 2015-01-03 14:25
Another Exclusive excerpt from The New Year's Fantasy by KT Grant (Coming 1/5/15)

Jessica teaches Doug a lesson that leads to her bedroom... (spicy excerpt)

 

 

“It’s been a long time since I had a girlfriend.” He lowered his gaze to her mouth and puckered his lips.

 

She set her palm on his mouth, stopping him before he kissed her—then talk would be the last thing on her mind. “But you’ve been married.”

 

He nipped her skin and pulled her hand away. “It didn’t work out for me, so I have to reevaluate my relationship skills. You can help me with that.” The corner of his mouth lifted, and he wagged his eyebrows. “You can tutor me.”

 

“In the art of love?” She dropped her face to his chest. “How would I grade you?”

 

“By how happy I make you.” He kissed the top of her head. “And how much I please you in bed.” He then kissed her forehead. “I’ll need many study sessions so I can learn all the different ways to make you come.”

 

“What about reading material? You might have to order the Kama Sutra or The Joys of Sex online,” she teased, circling her finger around the top button of his shirt.

 

“I’ll place a book order tomorrow, but for now, we’ll start with an oral presentation and take it from there.” He rose from the couch.

 

She curled her arms around his neck as he jostled her in his arms while he walked down the hall. “Where are we going?”

 

“To your classroom.” He carried her into her bedroom and set her on her bed.

 

He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, showing his wonderful physique. She knelt on the mattress and combed her fingers through the wiry hair on his chest, plucking his nipples along the way.

 

When he leaned down for a kiss, she held up a finger. “Turn around first.”

 

“Yes, ma’am,” he said and obeyed her command.

 

Getting off the bed, she stood behind him, smoothing the tight muscles and strong ridges of Doug’s back with her hands. Reaching his right shoulder, she scraped her nails over his shield tattoo, enjoying his rumble of appreciation. She then lifted up on her toes and pressed her mouth there, flicking her tongue over his warm skin.

 

His rumble morphed into a growl, and he twisted around, claiming her mouth in a kiss.

 

She dug her nails in his back, and he hissed, biting down on her bottom lip. She sighed, rubbing up against him to ride his knee that skated in between her legs. The friction there made her damp and achy, helping build her orgasm.

 

He slid the hem of her skirt up high around her waist and slid his hand beneath her panties to cup her mound. She jerked up high on her toes, breaking the kiss.

 

“You like the way I touch you, beautiful?” He flicked her clit with his thumb.

 

“Y-yes, but as your teacher, you must listen to my directions.” She whimpered when he curled a finger upward and inside, finding a particular sweet spot that had her stiffening in pleasure.

 

“What should I do next, ma’am?” He bowed his head in submission.

 

She liked this game and the way he wanted her to take over. She usually wasn’t the aggressor in the bedroom, but tonight she gladly accepted her new role. A rush of moist warmth puddled in her core, making her slick with desire.

 

 

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text 2014-12-31 17:08
Another Exclusive excerpt from The New Year's Fantasy by KT Grant (Coming 1/5/15)

As the clock strikes midnight, Doug and Jessica take things to the next level...

 

“I’m glad I met you tonight.” She drew her hair over one shoulder.

 

“Me, too.” He raised one foot and kissed the back of it. “You have lovely feet.”

 

“No one has ever complimented my feet before.” She sat up, placing her empty glass on the coffee table.

 

He drank his wine and flicked her hair with his fingers. “You must have a whole street block of men lining up to date you.”

 

She worried her bottom lip with her teeth. When he stroked the underside of her jawline, she twisted toward him. “I’ve been called pretty before but never beautiful, and never lovely.”

 

“What the hell is wrong with the men in this town? Are they blind?” A bubble of rage rose up within his chest.

 

“There’s something you should know that might give you some insight on why I’ve never been called beautiful.” She blew out a gust of air. “I used to be overweight. Seven years ago my best friend and I decided to make a change because we wanted to impress two guys we had bad crushes on. I lost sixty pounds.”

 

“That’s amazing!” He hugged her close.

 

She rested her palm on his knee, circling the fabric of his pants with the edge of her nail. “I thought if I lost enough weight, the guy I liked would be interested in me. He wasn’t, even though I lost too much and was underweight. Last year was a bad one for me because I exercised all the time and became obsessed with losing more weight—”

 

He caressed the side of her face. “Hey, if this is too much….”

 

She squeezed his knee. “Let me finish. I saw him tonight, and we had words. It took me long enough, but I’ve seen the light about him.”

 

“The ex-boyfriend?” He tugged her onto his lap.

 

She curled her arms around him, laying her head on the crook of his shoulder. “He’ll always find me fat and unattractive.”

 

“It’s his loss.” And my gain.

 

She peered up at him, her forehead knitted. “If we’d met when I was still heavy, you wouldn’t have given me a second look.”

 

“Honey, seven years ago I was still married and you were jailbait.”

 

She slapped him lightly on the stomach. “I guess I did look like I was still in high school with my horrible acne and chubby cheeks and thighs.”

 

“I first noticed you because of your mouth and how involved you were eating those chocolate-covered strawberries.” He ran his finger along her top lip. “Then I saw your amazing cleavage in this hot, tight number you’re wearing.”

 

“I noticed you when I saw the way you watched me, like I was one of those strawberries I was eating.” She drew her hands through his hair. “I love the gray in your hair and in your scruff.” She then slid her hand down to stroke his bristled cheek. “You’re a fine man, aged to perfection.”

 

Chuckling, he rocked her. She giggled and brushed her nose along his throat.

 

“Tonight is full of coincidences for us. Remember how I told you my ex-wife is here?”

 

Jessica stilled.

 

He could have kicked himself for bringing up Shelli. But it was too late to take it back. “We’ve been divorced for three years. She fell in love with someone else.”

 

“I’m sorry.” She dropped her hand on his shoulder.

 

“The last year of our marriage was strained. I was going to recommend marriage counseling, but then she dropped a bomb on me.” He swallowed, that shitty night flashing through his mind. “She wanted a divorce because she didn’t love me anymore and wanted to be with her lover.”

 

Jessica cringed. “Ouch.”

 

“Yeah.” More like it hurt like a mother fucker at the time, but the pain had faded. He’d better veer to another subject before it killed the mood. “Let’s talk about something else.”

 

“Like the weather?” She curled her arms around him and yawned.

 

“You’re falling asleep on me?” He stroked her smooth cheek.

 

“The wine made me drowsy.” She peered into his face. “Maybe you need to help me find my second wind.”

 

“What do you recommend?” His cock came to life again, and he arched his hips to give her an idea of what they could do to stay awake.

 

She set her hand low on his stomach. “You should be able to come up with an idea.”

 

Sounds of cheering and music exploded from the television, and the muffled screams and clapping outside the room announced midnight’s arrival. People kissed in Times Square, bright-colored confetti raining down on them as they celebrated.

 

“It’s midnight.” He cupped her nape.

 

“I’ve been waiting all night for this. I, uh, never shared a kiss with a man on New Year’s Eve. Will you be my first?”

 

He tilted back her head, more than ready to be her first. He would make it good for her. “Lucky me.” He dropped his mouth over hers.

 

She let out a breathy purr as he sucked gently on her lips and then lapped with his tongue. Gripping the side of his neck, she opened her mouth wide, possessing his in a deep pull that went straight into his groin. His pulse raced in his ears, his body shuddering as he tried to remain in control. His balls tightened, and his dick jerked as Jessica tasted him. Finding her tongue, he captured it, sucking with a few gruff moans.

 

“Oh, Doug.” She curled her arms around his head, first taking his top lip and caressing the underside then swiping downward to play with his lower lip.

 

He let her take over, succumbing to her every lick and suck as her nails scraped his scalp, lulling him into a state of relaxation. But when she broke their kiss and leaned down to nibble on the side of his throat, his blood boiled and his lower back clenched—a sign he was ready to explode.

 

Source: ktgrnt.wordpress.com/2014/11/21/the-new-years-fantasy
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text 2014-12-30 15:53
Exclusive excerpt from The New Year's Fantasy by KT Grant (Coming 1/5/15)

It all starts with a dance for Doug and Jessica...

 

He kissed her knuckles and tugged her to her feet. She stared at him in charming confusion. “I haven’t danced once tonight. Would you dance with me?”

 

“Are you asking because you feel bad for me?” She stepped back.

 

He set his hands on her waist to keep her locked in place. “Lady, you think I feel bad for you? Hell, I wanted to get you out on the dance floor the moment I saw you eating those strawberries.”

 

“Lady?” She laid her palm on the middle of his chest. “Isn’t that the title of some eighties’ song? How old are you?”

 

He wasn’t ready to discuss their ages just yet. Once he’d held her in his arms and made her forget every man that came before him, including a kiss he wanted to claim from her at midnight, then maybe he would tell her his age. “Dance with me first, and then I’ll tell you.”

 

“I like the way you think, Mister Mister,” she said with a giggle and joined him on the dance floor off to the side near one of the speakers.

 

“We’re going to talk in eighties’ song titles now?” He placed his hands on her waist, pulling her in tight.

 

Her arms came around his neck as she looked up at him. “I’m a child of the nineties, which can help you guess my age.” She pressed her mouth under his ear. “Not that I care how old you are.”

 

His pulse raced again, and his erection jutted the front of his pants. Swinging Jessica around in a circle, he tried putting some space between them, but she kept brushing against him.

 

She pressed her cheek to his shoulder. “You’re very nice.”

 

He didn’t want to be nice in her eyes. Nice was boring. He’d been too nice for too long.

 

 

He wanted her to find him sexy and daring. The way she snuggled up to him while they swayed unleashed a passion he hadn’t felt in years. He ached to set it free. Maybe Jessica would help him release this sudden fever. Lowering his face, he inhaled her floral scent.

 

She lifted her head with a drowsy-eyed stare aimed at him. “Are you sniffing my hair?”

 

“I plead the fifth.” He kissed the middle of her forehead.

 

“My mouth is here.” She pointed to a juicy lip he couldn’t wait to taste.

 

“I’m building up the anticipation for midnight.” He twirled her outward, enjoying her startled gasp, and then pulled her back in. She said something he didn’t catch and then pinched his side. He laughed and started to swing back around but caught sight of one of his guys dancing with his girlfriend.

 

He nodded at Chris Lockeheart who scowled in his direction. Finding it odd, he shrugged it off. Chris started to mouth something at him, but then his girlfriend drew him down for a kiss and cupped his ass.

 

Thinking his subordinate’s poor mood must be sexual frustration because of his girlfriend’s roaming hands and mouth, Doug turned back to the sensual woman in his arms.

 

Jessica peered up at him, more alert than before. She caressed his back with her nails, leaving pleasant tingles in her wake. “I just turned thirty-one on Christmas.”

 

No going back now. “I’m turning forty-five on February fourteenth.”

 

Her eyes widened, and he braced for her to chide him for their fourteen-year age gap. Instead, she hopped on her toes. “We’re both born on holidays! Another wonderful coincidence.”

 

“That’s all you have to say?” He clasped her by the hips, biting the inside of his cheek to stop from groaning when she rocked against him.

 

“What do you want me to say, Grandpa?” She skipped back and folded her arms behind her back.

 

Oh, so it’s going to be like that. Taking her for another spin as the slow tune changed to a faster beat, he claimed her mouth in a punishing kiss, proving he was far from being just nice or too old.

 

 

 

 

Blurb: Seven years ago, the once overweight Jessica Mulligan made a pact with her best friend that ended up changing her life for the better. Now sixty pounds lighter, Jessica’s self-confidence has soared, but her longtime firefighter crush still won’t notice her.

 

What she doesn’t count on is catching the eye of his boss, the much older and handsome Captain Douglass Finley, who thinks she’s perfect in so many ways…

 

Three years ago, Doug Finley’s life took a turn for the worse when his wife admitted to an affair with their next door neighbor. Other than the possibility of a promotion to Deputy Fire Commissioner, the only thing he looks forward to is weekends with his eleven-year-old daughter. With his forty-fifth birthday around the corner, his love life is in the toilet. The ritzy New Year’s Eve bash he has been roped into feels like torture, until he spies a vision of beauty eating chocolate covered strawberries like she’s making love to them…and all he can think about is making love to her.

 

When Jessica admits she never had an orgasm, he’s determined to give her the ultimate New Year’s fantasy she’ll never forget.

 

But can he convince her they belong together for longer than one night?

Source: ktgrnt.wordpress.com/2014/11/21/the-new-years-fantasy
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