Cover Reveal for…
The Key
(Book #2 in the Dark Path series)
by
KT
Grant
Grant
Synopsis:
Erika has reinvented herself as an author of erotic romance under the
pseudonym, Lily Fredericks. After her eight month sabbatical in New Orleans,
she’s returning to Manhattan to promote her new book. Chris is handling her
book tour and wants Erika to give him another chance. She’s forgiven Chris, but
Max is always in her thoughts. Sick of waiting for Erika to come to her senses,
Max takes matters into his own hands. He’ll go to New Orleans to claim her
before it’s too late.
Erika has reinvented herself as an author of erotic romance under the
pseudonym, Lily Fredericks. After her eight month sabbatical in New Orleans,
she’s returning to Manhattan to promote her new book. Chris is handling her
book tour and wants Erika to give him another chance. She’s forgiven Chris, but
Max is always in her thoughts. Sick of waiting for Erika to come to her senses,
Max takes matters into his own hands. He’ll go to New Orleans to claim her
before it’s too late.
With Erika back in Manhattan, both Chris and Max try to seduce her in the
hopes she’ll choose one of them. As both men battle for her heart, a woman from
Max’s past reappears, bent on revenge. Chris will ruin Max anyway he can in
order to make Erika his own. However Max has something up his sleeve to insure
he’s the victor, but not without a price—Erika’s soul.
hopes she’ll choose one of them. As both men battle for her heart, a woman from
Max’s past reappears, bent on revenge. Chris will ruin Max anyway he can in
order to make Erika his own. However Max has something up his sleeve to insure
he’s the victor, but not without a price—Erika’s soul.
Releasing
June 9th, 2014
June 9th, 2014
Excerpt:
“I never meant to make you cry. I’m
sorry.” He rested his cheek on her leg, laid his hands on either side of her
hips. He longed to hold her like he did moments ago with her in his lap, but he
allowed her to have the upper hand.
sorry.” He rested his cheek on her leg, laid his hands on either side of her
hips. He longed to hold her like he did moments ago with her in his lap, but he
allowed her to have the upper hand.
He stared at the wall, his heavy
breathing the only sound in the room. If he believed in the power of prayer, he
would have asked God to pardon his sins this one time and encourage Erika to
forgive him along with his spiteful behavior.
breathing the only sound in the room. If he believed in the power of prayer, he
would have asked God to pardon his sins this one time and encourage Erika to
forgive him along with his spiteful behavior.
She shifted under him, and he peered
up at her. She leaned on the edge of the couch while holding his handkerchief
to her mouth. A tear spilled from the corner of her eye, slipping down her
cheek. She didn’t look at him.
up at her. She leaned on the edge of the couch while holding his handkerchief
to her mouth. A tear spilled from the corner of her eye, slipping down her
cheek. She didn’t look at him.
He captured her free hand lying limp
on her upper leg and kissed her palm. “Don’t hate me.”
on her upper leg and kissed her palm. “Don’t hate me.”
Her fingers curled into her palm, so
he wrapped his hand around her fist. She pulled her hand away and tapped his
cheek. Expecting her to slap him, he lifted his face for his punishment.
he wrapped his hand around her fist. She pulled her hand away and tapped his
cheek. Expecting her to slap him, he lifted his face for his punishment.
She ran her knuckles up the side of
his head and across his scalp. Unfurling her fingers, she pressed her palm flat
then sifted her fingertips through his hair.
his head and across his scalp. Unfurling her fingers, she pressed her palm flat
then sifted her fingertips through his hair.
Placing his face onto her lap, he
inhaled the feminine scent he wanted to bathe in. She always smelled so clean
and fresh, even after he screwed her until she couldn’t move, or when they made
love, boneless from his loving ministrations.
inhaled the feminine scent he wanted to bathe in. She always smelled so clean
and fresh, even after he screwed her until she couldn’t move, or when they made
love, boneless from his loving ministrations.
His cock awakened, and he locked his
knees together. If he even dared try to seduce Erika, she would maim him. So,
he suffered quietly, just like he recklessly made her suffer because of his
thoughtless actions.
knees together. If he even dared try to seduce Erika, she would maim him. So,
he suffered quietly, just like he recklessly made her suffer because of his
thoughtless actions.
She gripped his hair, and he looked
up, his head suspended. He expected to see loathing in her eyes, but instead
found disappointment and regret.
up, his head suspended. He expected to see loathing in her eyes, but instead
found disappointment and regret.
She removed her hand, watching him
with her mouth half open as she inhaled. Her throat moved as she swallowed
hard. She dropped her hand on her lap.
with her mouth half open as she inhaled. Her throat moved as she swallowed
hard. She dropped her hand on her lap.
“Get off the floor,” she commanded
with a tired inflection in her tone. She shifted farther away when he sat next to her.
with a tired inflection in her tone. She shifted farther away when he sat next to her.
She ran her thumb over his
monogrammed initials—MLC—on his handkerchief and sighed. “You say you’re sorry,
but for what? For spying on me or for trying to ruin my company and my rep—”
monogrammed initials—MLC—on his handkerchief and sighed. “You say you’re sorry,
but for what? For spying on me or for trying to ruin my company and my rep—”
“Sorry for keeping an eye on you. But
it was never my intent to destroy Walsh or your reputation.”
it was never my intent to destroy Walsh or your reputation.”
“Then what’s your intent? This all
comes down to your hostility with Chris? You don’t care your hate for him could
cause a ripple effect and there would be other causalities of this on-going war
you have with him?” Her lips twisted and a fresh wave of tears filled her eyes.
“Me, being number one?”
comes down to your hostility with Chris? You don’t care your hate for him could
cause a ripple effect and there would be other causalities of this on-going war
you have with him?” Her lips twisted and a fresh wave of tears filled her eyes.
“Me, being number one?”
“I shouldn’t have gone this far. I’m
paying the price.” He hated admitting his wrongdoing, but he would do so just
to get in her good graces again. “You being here is a wakeup call. Your
tears….” He tried dislodging the lump in his throat to no avail. “Have torn me
up inside.”
paying the price.” He hated admitting his wrongdoing, but he would do so just
to get in her good graces again. “You being here is a wakeup call. Your
tears….” He tried dislodging the lump in his throat to no avail. “Have torn me
up inside.”
“You really thought I wouldn’t be
affected by your deception?’ She rolled his handkerchief in a ball and threw it
at his face. It landed too short and floated to the floor.
affected by your deception?’ She rolled his handkerchief in a ball and threw it
at his face. It landed too short and floated to the floor.
“I never meant to deceive you,” he
said, offering no other explanation for his heartless deed. He didn’t have one.
said, offering no other explanation for his heartless deed. He didn’t have one.
She shot up from the couch. He
started to stand, but she pointed her finger at him. “Don’t move.”
started to stand, but she pointed her finger at him. “Don’t move.”
He remained glued to his seat. This
was the first time he witnessed an enraged Erika. One more wrong move or
statement on his part could have her rejecting him. No amount of groveling on
his part would make her take him back.
was the first time he witnessed an enraged Erika. One more wrong move or
statement on his part could have her rejecting him. No amount of groveling on
his part would make her take him back.
The idea of him groveling to any
woman, even Erika soured his stomach.
woman, even Erika soured his stomach.
“You have no right to look so bent
out of shape or sickened. If anyone should be ill, it should be me.” She poked
her chest with her thumb.
out of shape or sickened. If anyone should be ill, it should be me.” She poked
her chest with her thumb.
He folded his hands in between his
legs and studied the floor in front of him. “You’re angry, and rightly so,
but we need to fix this before it gets
too out of hand.”
legs and studied the floor in front of him. “You’re angry, and rightly so,
but we need to fix this before it gets
too out of hand.”
“We need to fix this? There’s no we
here, M.L. You need to fix this as soon as possible. No excuses.” She jabbed
her finger in his direction.
here, M.L. You need to fix this as soon as possible. No excuses.” She jabbed
her finger in his direction.
Her hostility threatened to suffocate
him, but then again, he had been in many regrettable situations comparable to
this one. He would rectify the issue then work on his appeal to Erika. They
were connected in such a way that they would always circle back to one another.
him, but then again, he had been in many regrettable situations comparable to
this one. He would rectify the issue then work on his appeal to Erika. They
were connected in such a way that they would always circle back to one another.
“When everything is dealt with to
your satisfaction, then what?” He relaxed against the cushion to release the
strain in his lower back as well as the stiffness in his shoulders.
your satisfaction, then what?” He relaxed against the cushion to release the
strain in his lower back as well as the stiffness in his shoulders.
“I don’t know, Maxwell. You’ve gone
too far this time.” Her voice dropped to an anguished whisper.
too far this time.” Her voice dropped to an anguished whisper.
“Would it help if I got down on my
knees again?” There was a slight overture to his voice he couldn’t hide.
knees again?” There was a slight overture to his voice he couldn’t hide.
“Not even that.” She wiped her palms
down the front of her blouse. “We’re done here. I don’t have anything else to
say to you.”
down the front of her blouse. “We’re done here. I don’t have anything else to
say to you.”
“What if I’m not finished with you
yet?” He gripped the arm of the couch. He could make her stay. But he promised
he would never do that to her.
yet?” He gripped the arm of the couch. He could make her stay. But he promised
he would never do that to her.
“What are you going to do? Keep me
here until I give you the answers you want? Maybe engage in some of those kinky
games of domination you play at The Gate, which you always tell me you keep
separate from your world here?” She opened her arms. “I’m sick of playing.”
here until I give you the answers you want? Maybe engage in some of those kinky
games of domination you play at The Gate, which you always tell me you keep
separate from your world here?” She opened her arms. “I’m sick of playing.”
“Are you sick of me?” he asked, more
concerned by her agitation.
concerned by her agitation.
Her chest heaved as she gulped in
air. Her face was red—all signs she was about to have a panic attack. But his
she surprised him. lowering her arms then backing toward the door, never
looking away from him. She opened it wide. He didn’t spring up from his seat to
stop her—the last attempt didn’t go over well. He wouldn’t be able to handle
her tears a second time.
air. Her face was red—all signs she was about to have a panic attack. But his
she surprised him. lowering her arms then backing toward the door, never
looking away from him. She opened it wide. He didn’t spring up from his seat to
stop her—the last attempt didn’t go over well. He wouldn’t be able to handle
her tears a second time.
“Goodbye, Maxwell,” she said, finally
turning away from him.
turning away from him.
“Is it really goodbye, Erika? You
said the same thing the first time you left me, but here we are. We’re
connected and will always be no matter what obstacles are thrown at us.”
said the same thing the first time you left me, but here we are. We’re
connected and will always be no matter what obstacles are thrown at us.”
She stepped out into the hallway,
clasping the doorknob. “This time you threw the obstacle out there. I really
think you wanted to sabotage our relationship from the very beginning because
you don’t know how to have a healthy relationship with a woman.”
clasping the doorknob. “This time you threw the obstacle out there. I really
think you wanted to sabotage our relationship from the very beginning because
you don’t know how to have a healthy relationship with a woman.”
“Psychoanalyzing me, Miss Walsh?” He
dug his fingers into vacant seat next to him, the bite of the leather digging
under his nails.
dug his fingers into vacant seat next to him, the bite of the leather digging
under his nails.
“I’ve stopped analyzing you because it
makes me more confused. You make no sense, Max. I give up.”
makes me more confused. You make no sense, Max. I give up.”
“For now,” he volleyed back.
The knob rattled in her hold.
“Whatever. I’m much stronger than you give me credit for.”
“Whatever. I’m much stronger than you give me credit for.”
“I never thought you were weak.”
She proved her strength to him many
times over. Confronting him here was a perfect example.
times over. Confronting him here was a perfect example.
With precise calm, she shut the door.
He didn’t even hear the snick of the lock. But then again, the blood rushing in
his ears blocked out the sound.
He didn’t even hear the snick of the lock. But then again, the blood rushing in
his ears blocked out the sound.
He lay down, hoping his heart would
slow down and the pounding in his head would stop. He took his cell out of his
pocket, waiting for her to call, expecting some parting shot, for her to get
the last word in.
slow down and the pounding in his head would stop. He took his cell out of his
pocket, waiting for her to call, expecting some parting shot, for her to get
the last word in.
His cell remained silent.
His gut clenched over the profound
sense of loss.
sense of loss.
Bio:
KT Grant is a
self-proclaimed eccentric redhead who not only loves to read a wide variety of
romances, but also loves writing it. Under her alter-ego, she is a well-known
book blogger who doesn’t shy away from voicing her opinion. A proud native
of New Jersey, KT is multi-published and writes Gay, Lesbian and Straight
romance. KT has been a top ten best-selling author at Amazon, as well as being
a multiple All Romance Ebooks best seller and a Night Owl Reviews Top Author
Pick.
self-proclaimed eccentric redhead who not only loves to read a wide variety of
romances, but also loves writing it. Under her alter-ego, she is a well-known
book blogger who doesn’t shy away from voicing her opinion. A proud native
of New Jersey, KT is multi-published and writes Gay, Lesbian and Straight
romance. KT has been a top ten best-selling author at Amazon, as well as being
a multiple All Romance Ebooks best seller and a Night Owl Reviews Top Author
Pick.
KT loves to hear from readers. You can drop KT an email at ktgrnt@gmail.com.
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