The Lock By KT Grant ~ Dark Paths Series ~ Spotlight

The Lock

Book 3, Dark Paths Series

By KT Grant

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Release Date: December 14, 2015!!

The dark path continues for Erika and Max as secrets unfold and threaten to destroy all they hold dear…

Erika Walsh’s every dream has come true. She’s received both critical and public acclaim for her best-selling erotic romance, and has chosen the magnetic millionaire and BDSM club owner Maxwell Crawford as the keeper of her heart. Although, her former crush Chris Milton still refuses to accept her decision. As she plans her wedding to Max, she’s confronted with his past and the many secrets he’s kept under lock and key –for good reason.

When Max’s older brother, Daniel, a big Hollywood producer falls ill, Erika and Max rush to Los Angeles to help him recover. Max is shocked to find Daniel has become the victim of a blackmailer who seeks revenge against the brothers. Max must confront the loathsome Abraham Rovner, a former
classmate from high school, who has never forgiven him for breaking off their relationship.

Abraham brings out Max’s lurking deviant nature, which sends him to a dark place in his mind. Erika must find the strength to help her lover purge his demons, even though it may come at a major cost for them both.

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Book 1  -  The Gate

A chance encounter between a successful author and a billionaire owner of an underground BDSM club, leads to the most pivotal relationship of their lives…

Erika Walsh has carried a torch for Christopher Milton, heir to her father’s publishing empire for years. After one steamy make out session she begins to wonder if it might develop into something more. But when M. L. Crawford, better known as Max, her father’s publishing rival, seeks her out at a society event, she’s drawn to his magnetic charisma and powerful demeanor. Their verbal bantering and innuendo laced overtones stir feelings she never knew existed, and soon Erika is consumed with knowing the real man under Max’s restrained public façade.

Erika’s sweet nature and naivety excites Max to near madness. He wants to trainher in the art of seduction and make her succumb to his every wish and command…as his perfect submissive. Yet, Christopher is determined to keep Erika from becoming the latest victim of Max’s sinister sexual hungers. He knows all too well what Max hides in his black soul and will stop at nothing to reveal all of Max’s secrets in order to protect the one thing he holds dear above all else- Erika.

Max’s dark desires scare yet arouse Erika, as he opens her eyes to a new bold world full of passion and ecstasy she never imagined until him. But the biggest question remains: Is Erika’s craving for Max just an illusion that transpires behind the walls of The Gate?

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Book 2  -  The Key

The seductive world of The Gate continues with The Key...

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.

Can Erika choose between a man who seeks to possess and a man who can’t live without her?

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About the Author:

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. KT is also About.com’s Romance Novel Expert and
Columnist.

KT loves to hear from readers. You can drop KT an email at ktgrnt@gmail.com.

You can also find KT at these fun places:

Blog | Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads | Tumblr | Pinterest  

The Key By KT Grant ~ Book #2 in the Dark Path series ~ Bridging The Gap Promotions Book Tour ~ Giveaway

The Key 

Book #2 in the Dark Path series

By KT Grant

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Character Interview with Max from the Key:

How did you first meet your writer?
Max: I invaded Ms. Grant’s mind one day while she was thinking of the perfect man. I whispered my name, Maxwell Crawford in her ear and she brought me to life in The Gate.

Did you ever think that your life would end up being in a book?
Max: Hell no! I’m an extremely private person because of my eclectic hobbies. I have more than a few enemies who would love nothing more than to bring me down and screw me over 

What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?
Max: I think action speaks louder than words. I’m a hands on type of guy, especially with that special lady I want to seduce and take control of in and out of the bedroom.

Did you have a hard time convincing your author to write any particular scenes for you?
Max: I’m a force to be reckoned with and don’t like to be told, “no”. Me. Grant had some problems trying to keep my alpha tendencies with Erika under control. But she allowed some exceptions when it came to tutoring Erika as my submissive.

What do you like to do when you are not being actively read somewhere?
Max: I enjoy making money and relaxing at my sex club, The Gate. But when I have down times, I enjoy making dinner for Erika, the woman who owns my heart. 

Are you happy with the genre your writer has placed you in?
Max: I love that I’m in an Erotic Romance. I’m allowed to be as kinky as I want to be when it comes to sex, and when my story ends, there will be a happily ever after for myself and Erika (Ms. Grant better write a happily ever after and none of this cliffhanger crap!)

If you could rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?
Max: The moment I met Erika, I would have taken her to St. Thomas where I own property and married her there.

Do you like the way the book ended?
Max: I get what I want at the end of The Key, but there are some unresolved issues have to deal with still in order for me and Erika to be truly happy. Unfortunately those issues won’t be resolved until The Lock, the third book Ms. Grant is planning on write in 2015.

Do have any secret aspirations that your author doesn’t know about?
Max: There’s a part of me that wants to chuck it all away, take Erika and hide on some island where no one can find us.

What do you do for a living?
Max: I’m the CEO of one of the most successful media corporations in the US and part owner of a BDSM sex club called The Gate located in Brooklyn. I’m also a very rich and powerful man who shouldn’t be crossed.

What is your greatest fear?
Max: Loses Erika to my childhood nemesis, Chris Milton. I hate the fact Erika and Milton are friends and he was her first love.

What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Max: I sleep in the buff.

What is your most prized possession?
Max: Erika, my lady, and The Gate.

What do you think your greatest weakness is?
Max: I hate being vulnerable and not in charge of the situation.

What do you think is your strongest attribute?
Max: I can make most people do whatever I want. If I say jump, they ask, how high?

What are you proudest of?
Max: I can take down the competition and I always end up getting what I want.

What embarrasses you?
Max: When I’m caught biting my thumb nail if I’m nervous. Erika catches me doing that all the time. I swear that woman has a hidden radar.

What do you like most about where you live?
Max: New York City is the best city in the US. I have so many options available to me there.

What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy Sunday?
Max: Making love with Erika.

What word makes you the happiest?
Max: Erika

What is your least favorite word?
Max: Milton

What turns you on?
Max: A woman’s moans of pleasure.

What turns you off?
Max: Whimpering.

What other profession would you like to try?
Max: College professor of English Literature

What would you not like to do?
Max: Not make money. I love making money and being rich so I never have to worry about where my pay check is coming from.

What is your most favorite memory?
Max: My mother singing to me and my two brothers.

What’s your favorite animal?
Max: A jaguar.

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BLURB: 

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.

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Excerpt:

The walk felt like an eternity but lasted mere minutes. When he reached the corner of his hotel, he placed Erika on her feet. Swaying, she latched onto his arms. He spotted the nervousness in her eyes, and his chest tightened.
As he set his lips on her forehead, he cupped her face. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. You say stop, and I will.”
She spread her palm over his rapidly beating heart. “Does my safe word still apply in this situation?”
“Yes, but only because it’s adorable when you scream ‘whiskers’ when you come.”
She smacked him in the stomach. He curled his arm around her waist and flicked the tip of her nose with his tongue. Her face colored an adorable pink.
He started walking backward and linked her hands with his. “Will you come up to my room and spend the night with me, Miss Walsh?”
She dug the edge of her front teeth into her bottom lip and tilted her head, acting shy. “What if I want you to be gentle with me, Mr. Crawford?”
He stopped and almost coughed as his breath caught in his lungs. “If…if that’s what I have to do in order for you to be with me, then yes.”
She lifted their combined hands, slipped his thumb inside her mouth, and sucked.
His dick jerked. That familiar tingling in his lower back spread around front and disembarked between his thighs.
“Enough,” he snapped and drew his thumb out of her mouth. He rubbed her saliva across her bottom lip. “Give me your answer. Now.”
She presented him with a smile worthy of an experienced seductress. “Yes.”
The walk across the lobby took too long for Max. Erika purposely taunted him by not rushing. He would have carried her in his arms like he had on Bourbon Street, but he needed to remain in control. He always stayed at the Hotel Monteleone while in New Orleans, and he didn’t want that to change. He kept his frustration at bay while she viewed the splendor, spying the lounge off to the right and the slow moving carousel inside making up the bar.
“Oh, my God, it’s a real carousel? And it moves?” She stepped toward the room, her face full of awe.
“At night, they have piano music and live singing. Next time I promise we’ll sit at the bar.” Hooking his arms around Erika from behind, he rested his chin on her shoulder. “But unless you want me to fuck you on top of the bar, we should go up to my suite as soon as possible.”
She laid her palm on his cheek and gave him an amused glance. “If we don’t, will you jizz in your pants in front of everyone here?”
He dropped his head into the crook of her shoulder and held back a laugh. If only she knew how close he was to losing it. “Put me out of my misery, and let’s go upstairs.”
She turned and, grabbing his hand, hurried to the set of elevators. She giggled loud, the sound of her joy echoing off the walls.
A few people loitering, including those behind the front desk, sent Erika and him curious stares, but he didn’t care. He chuckled along with her. When they reached the elevator doors, he pushed aside her hands, so he could punch the button first. She gave him a playful pout. He returned the favor by cupping her ass and squeezing her generous flesh.
“We’re grabby tonight, aren’t we?” She brushed up against him.
He continued caressing those two marvelous muscular globes, exultant her weight loss hadn’t affected her posterior. “I can’t stop touching you.”
“How about kissing me?” she whispered. When the elevator doors open, she yanked him inside by his collar.
He slapped the button to his floor then pulled Erika into the corner. He snuck a peek behind to see if anyone waited to enter—not that he would have allowed another inside. Once the doors slammed shut, he claimed Erika’s mouth, feasting on her lips, drunk on her taste.

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About the Author:

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.

KT loves to hear from readers. You can drop KT an email at ktgrnt@gmail.com.

You can also find KT at these fun places:
Blog: Babbling About Books, and More!
Twitter: @Katiebabs
Facebook
Goodreads




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Cover Reveal for…

The Key

(Book #2 in the Dark Path series)

by

KT
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.

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.

Releasing
June 9^th, 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.

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.

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.

He captured her free hand lying limp
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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

“Get off the floor,” she commanded
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—”

“Sorry for keeping an eye on you. But
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?”

“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.”

“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.

“I never meant to deceive you,” he
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.”

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.

The idea of him groveling to any
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.

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.”

“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.

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.

“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.

“I don’t know, Maxwell. You’ve gone
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.

“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.”

“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.

“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.”

“Are you sick of me?” he asked, more
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.

“Goodbye, Maxwell,” she said, finally
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.”

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.”

“Psychoanalyzing me, Miss Walsh?” He
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.”

“For now,” he volleyed back.

The knob rattled in her hold.
“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.

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 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.

His cell remained silent.

His gut clenched over the profound
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.

KT loves to hear from readers. You can drop KT an email at ktgrnt@gmail.com.

You can also find KT at these fun places:

Blog: Babbling About Books, and More!

Twitter:
@Katiebabs

Facebook

Goodreads