Ready to be Rescued?

Happy Release Day To Me!!

It has been a long journey that started over a year ago, but the sixth, and final, Black Light book of 2017 went live today.  Black Light: Rescued is the continuation of Khloe Monroe and Ryder Helm’s story that started at Valentine’s Day when they were paired together by the roulette wheel.  There was never a couple more unlikely to make it than the deep-cover CIA agent and the A-List actress, yet neither of them could get the other out of their hearts, and minds.  When Ryder finds out Khloe is in danger, there is nothing that is going to keep him away from protecting her.

Rescued is a fast paced, suspense story with a sexy love story wove in-between.  You’ll get to visit with some of your old BL friends, and meet several new.

Buy it now:
Amazon US  |  Amazon CA  |  Amazon UK

Blurb:

Sex… Spies… Stalkers… Stars

Three incredible hours was all it took to form a bond that refuses to be broken.

Saying goodbye after Valentine Roulette had crushed them both, but Ryder Helms is a realist.  He knows his CIA covert career will never allow him to be with a superstar like Khloe Monroe. Deep undercover in Russia, Ryder has done unspeakable things to prove his loyalty to the Volkov Bratva. When faced with a morality test no man should have to take, he’s forced to burn years of undercover work, earning himself very powerful and dangerous enemies who will stop at nothing to exact their revenge.

Now an A-list Hollywood actress, Khloe discovers that with fame comes danger. When she is uncertain whom she can trust, she turns to her friends, Chase and Jaxson, for help. She didn’t expect them to bring in an experienced bodyguard. A dominant who had the power to command her body, and crush her heart.

Discovering Khloe was in danger is all it takes to bring Ryder to her side, but was his presence putting her at even more risk?   It terrifies him to think of what the Volkovs would do if they got their hands on the actress who had stolen his heart.

He knew one thing for certain.  No one got to hurt Khloe Monroe but himself.

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Did you miss Black Light: Valentine Roulette?  Here’s your chance to pick it up for a steal! It’s on sale for only $.99 (down from $6.99)  Grab your copy here.

To help celebrate, I’m hosting a new release giveaway.  For your chance to win the first prize of $25 Amazon gift card or 2nd prize, a signed copy of Black Light: Rocked, go to this link and complete the form for those tasks you choose.  The more you complete, the greater your chances at winning.  The winner will be announced on 10/22/17.

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Good luck and happy reading!

~Livia

 

Cover Reveal! Black Light: Suspended #SatSpanks

Happy Saturday! I’ve been looking forward to sharing this amazing cover with you all. Didn’t Eris Adderly do an outstanding job?!  Even more exciting for me is that I get to announce that the talented Maggie Ryan is joining the Black Light family with our next release in the hot BDSM series.

Check out this awesome cover for Black Light: Suspended by Maggie Ryan.

I just know you’re all going to LOVE Dillon MacAllister and Charlize Fullerton! When they aren’t catching the bad guys together, they are playing hard at Black Light.  Here is our first sneak peek at this amazing story that is set to release in just two short weeks on 3/31.

This scene is from early in Suspended when they are still working together on a joint DEA/FBI task force to catch a drug lord.  They have to work equally hard to try and keep things professional between them, despite the undeniable attraction they have for each other.

Snippet:

“Let’s order,” he said, signaling for the waitress. “You’re tough as shit but you’re a skinny little thing. No more margaritas for you. You need some food to counter that tequila.”

Charlize pulled her mug to her chest as he reached for it. “No way. I’m on vacation now, remember?” As if to emphasize her statement, she sucked down the last of the glass’s contents in one long slurp, giving a long moan of appreciation.

“You’re the only person I know who moans like that,” Dillon said, lifting his beer bottle to his lips.

Charlize swallowed, shaking her head. “God, that’s just so sad, MacAllister.”

Dillon lowered his bottle and gave her a puzzled look then chuckled. “Walked right into that one, didn’t I?”

“Hook, line, and sinker,” Charlie teased, reaching for the menu, but looking at him instead. “If you’ll buy me another margarita, I can give you a list of books, or heck, even some videos that could help you with that problem.”

“How very generous of you,” he interjected. “But that won’t be necessary.”

Closing the menu she sat back and smiled. “Whew, good to know. For a moment there, I thought I was gonna learn that you were lacking in some very vital skills.”

A dimple appeared in his cheek as he bent forward, to whisper, “Don’t you fret, little one. I graduated with top honors in the course Fabulous Bedroom Interactions. That’s the part of the training we take to make us Special FBI Agents.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “You are so full of shit, MacAllister.”

“Shut up and order, Fullerton.”

***

As you can guess, they won’t succeed at keeping their relationship strictly professional. But can Charlie be a tough law enforcement agent by day and learn to be a submissive by night?  You only have two weeks to wait to get answers.

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Almost time to play Roulette! #SatSpanks

 

We are in the final count down to the hottest Valentine’s Day boxed set of the year.  I can’t wait for the world to meet eight of the sexy couples who were brave enough to play Valentine Roulette in Washington D.C.’s premier BDSM club, Black Light.   I was honored to have such awesome authors, and friends, join me to bring Black Light to life.

Broken by Renee Rose                    Revealed by Livia Grant

Unbroken by Maren Smith             Wet by Jennifer Bene

Unraveled by Addison Cain           Unmasked by Lee Savino

Stripped by Sophie Kisker              Bared by Measha Stone

 

Excerpt from Revealed

Meet Ryder and Khloe

When Mr. Helms stalked towards to the stairs as if he were going to drag her up on the stage with force, her feet finally moved. Khloe spun and started racing towards the exit, which was easier said than done. Cocktail tables full of spectators were in the walkway, slowing her down.  She heard the commotion behind her and knew instinctively he was chasing after her.  In a brief moment of clarity, she felt like Little Red Riding Hood, being chased by the big bad wolf through the dense woods.

She didn’t even make it half way to the door before muscular arms snatched her. One arm wrapped around her waist, yanking her to an abrupt stop. His other hand jammed into her long hair, snapping her head back so far it hurt.  He squeezed her so hard that the last pockets of air left her, leaving her gasping while he ground his hips against her lower back, pressing his steely erection against her so hard she couldn’t have ignored it if she tried.

Ryder Helms

She’d expected him to yell at her, but he instead placed his lips against the shell of her left ear, his gravelly voice low enough for her ears only.  “You’re not getting away from me, Miss Monroe. I won you fair and square. You may not know me, but believe me when I tell you you’ll be glad we met in three hours.  I may not know why you’re here yet, but I’m gonna make it my mission to find out and give you exactly what you need before you leave here tonight.”  He paused, releasing her slightly. “Take a deep breath.” When she didn’t comply he barked. “Now.”

Her body obeyed, gasping for precious air as he continued on.

“That’s it. I feel you squirming against me. You’ve got an itch that needs scratched, don’t you?  Well, I’m your man. Just so you know, if you leave now, you’ll be walking away from the best sex of your life.”

Khloe Monroe

Blurb:

Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club.

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex.  He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious.

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she’s been paired with?

*****

Haven’t started reading the series yet? No worries! There is plenty of time to catch up. There are three standalone books already out.  Check them out!

Infamous Love by Livia Grant

Black Light: Rocked by Livia Grant

Black Light: Exposed by Jennifer Bene

*****

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Release Day! Black Light: Rocked #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-Christmas HatYippy!  Today is not only #SatSpanks day, but my newest book, Black Light: Rocked is due out today.  In fact, I’m hoping by the time you are reading this, the book will be live and ready for sale.  If not, it will be any minute.

So in honor of #SatSpanks, I’m thrilled to share one of the sexy, spanky scenes from Black Light: Rocked. This is book one in my new BDSM series. I hope you’re gonna love the awesome Black Light world as much as I do.

bl-rocked-cover-v2-1Snippet from Jonah’s POV:

Jonah could kick himself. “Dammit, I should have asked you what time you needed to be where today, but you should have brought it up, too.”  Jonah turned to start brushing his teeth, while Sam rushed to finish the last of her shaving.  She was hurrying towards him as he rinsed.

“Get dressed,” he instructed.

“No.  I’m not leaving you,” she answered forcefully.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I’m not leaving you until you have to leave for your concert tomorrow.”

“Listen, young lady, I thought we discussed this last night.  Who’s in charge?”

She crossed her arms hiding her perfect breasts from him. “I want to renegotiate.”

“Renegotiate?”

“Yes,”  she confirmed, although a little less confidently.

“And just when is it you think you should be in charge?”

Sam’s face lit up, “When you don’t agree with me.” She giggled, disarming him.

He reached out to pull her against his chest; the feel of her lithe naked body flush against him had his cock filling.

She must have felt it too because she grinned, “See you don’t want me to leave either.”  Sami didn’t play fair, roaming her hands up and down his back, squeezing his ass playfully as she leaned into him.

Fuck me.

“You do realize you’re being a very naughty girl, tempting me like this.”  He’d said the words playfully, but when he looked down into her caramel brown eyes, he saw her surprised longing.  He trusted his gut and pressed further. “You know what happens to naughty girls, don’t you?”

He felt her tense in his arms telling him she did indeed know.  He wouldn’t press her. Not if she wasn’t ready, but desire to explore with her had him moving his own hands down to cup her ass cheeks in his palms.  Her eyes widened.

“That’s right, you do know.  I think you’ve earned your first spanking.”

****

Blurb:

They had unfinished business.  

She went there for closure, but he deserved his revenge.

They both learned to be careful what you wish for.

When Samantha Stone hears the popular rock band Crushing Stones created by her childhood sweetheart is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye?

Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

Too many secrets. Too much history. Can they find their way to the truth without destroying each other?

Author’s Note: Black Light: Rocked is a steamy bad-boy rocker romance with an HEA. It is meant for mature audiences only. It has explicit sexual situations as well as BDSM power exchange elements that may not be suitable for all readers.

Check out my Livia Grant Amazon page to see if it is available.

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Final Countdown: Black Light: Rocked

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So now we wait.  I’ve pushed the publish button for Black Light: Rocked, book one in my brand new BDSM series.  In order to distract myself from checking Amazon every ten minutes to see if it’s gone live yet, I thought I’d do something a bit more productive, like sharing a juicy excerpt from early in the the story.  This is from Jonah’s POV.  Enjoy!

bl-rocked-cover-v2-1Excerpt:

She’d finally come.

The sudden appearance of the only woman he’d ever allowed to hurt him rocked Jonah to the core. For the first few years of Crushing Stone concerts, he’d scanned the crowds endlessly, waiting for the day she’d realize she’d screwed up and came back to him. As each year had passed, he’d looked less and less until her absence had become his new normal.

Christ, she looked good. Amazing even. She’d somehow maintained her innocent girl-next-door look while still maturing into the gorgeous woman he’d always known she’d be. Her long, thick brunette hair accented her caramel brown eyes. The same eyes that were staring back at him now with uncertainty.

He’d stopped singing mid-sentence. He vaguely realized the band was still playing the accompaniment, doing their best to cover up his gaff as if this were all a planned part of the show, which was utter bullshit.

Snapshots from a different time in his life crowded his brain as the nearby media jumped up to snap photos of the frozen singer. The light flashes acted as a wake-up call that he was in a very public place, the center stage attraction, as a room full of fans witnessed his astonishment. He shook his head, trying to shake the rushing memories out and willing the lyrics to a song he’d sung a thousand times or more to come back to him.

But instead of lyrics, he thought about school bus rides and elementary lunch rooms. Flashes from Friday night football games and late night band rehearsals in Ryan’s family garage— always his best fan, Sami, never more than a few feet away as she looked at him as if he were the center of her universe.

It was when memories of their last night together crashed in on him that his surprise turned to anger. This was the woman who had turned on him—throwing away everything good without a backward glance. He’d thought he’d come to grips with her betrayal through therapy. Seeing her here being surrounded by security made him know he’d been a fool to think he was over her deception.

Jonah stood frozen until the security guards started pulling Samantha away from the runway. She kept craning her neck, fighting to stay behind. Fighting to maintain their visual connection.

Fuck if I’m going to let her get away again. She owes me answers, God dammit.

Without a plan, Jonah closed the last few feet at the end of the runway and jumped out into the crowd turning his confused fans into an impromptu mosh pit. He struggled to get his boots on the floor as dozens of hands clutched at him, happy just to touch their idol. He never took his eyes off the burly security guy currently manhandling Sami towards the exit of the club.

She was getting away.

His forward progress was halted by a concerned Jaxson who had stepped into his path.

“What the fuck, Cash? You’re in the middle of a show here, dude.”

Jonah reached out to his friend, pulling him close to talk into his ear in order to be heard over the chaos erupting in the club.

“I need to stop that woman from leaving.” He pointed at Samantha, giving the nearby press a confirmation on exactly what, or rather who, had grabbed his attention.

“Seriously, your booty call is gonna need to…”

Jaxson never got the chance to finish his sentence. His anger spilling over, Jonah grabbed the front of his friend’s tuxedo, pulling him chest to chest.

“Fuck you, Jax. This isn’t a booty call, dammit. I have to talk to her.”

The men had known each other long enough that Jonah recognized Jaxson’s acceptance of his odd request.

Chase had joined them and all three men swung to watch Samantha fighting security in an attempt to break free.

f4333608edcc54b6a30a46481ed2e992Chase questioned, “You mean Samantha?”

Hearing her name out loud rocked him. He had so many questions. Why was she here? How did Jaxson and Chase know her?

To their credit, his friends formed a human plow in front of him and began pressing through the crowd with Jonah on their heels. Security almost had her shuffled to the revolving door marked VIP entrance when Jaxson waved and started shouting at them to stop.

“Blake! Hold up!” The security detail must have heard through the din because they stopped a few feet before the door, just next to the VIP coat check counter. The crowd was thinning the farther back in the club they got until Jonah could finally walk freely without being groped by passing fans.

Sensing their friend’s need to reach the frightened Samantha, Jax and Chase separated, allowing Jonah to take long strides, closing the final distance between them quickly. It took all his effort to stop himself from grabbing her up—to kiss her or to squeeze the life out of her, he wasn’t sure which.

The band’s instrumental rendition of the ballad Jonah had written for the very woman now standing only an inch from him felt like the soundtrack playing for the dramatic scene playing out. The club lights had been dimmed for the show making it difficult for him to read her despite their proximity. Long seconds passed with neither speaking.

As his eyes became accustomed to the dim lighting, he could see the fear bordering on panic flitting in her eyes. He should have felt vindicated by her fear, but her vulnerability instead awoke a protective persona he’d abandoned years before.

“You came.” He choked the words out.

Her eyes widened before she answered with a simple, “I came.”

His left hand reached out and squeezed her right bicep on its own accord. “Why?” The venom in the single word matched the strength of his bruising grasp. He was grateful she had on long sleeves. It would be too dangerous to touch her skin.

****

Blurb:

They had unfinished business.  

She went there for closure, but he deserved his revenge.

They both learned to be careful what you wish for.

When Samantha Stone hears the popular rock band Crushing Stones created by her childhood sweetheart is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye?

Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

Too many secrets. Too much history. Can they find their way to the truth without destroying each other?

Author’s Note: Black Light: Rocked is a steamy bad-boy rocker romance with an HEA. It is meant for mature audiences only. It has explicit sexual situations as well as BDSM power exchange elements that may not be suitable for all readers.

Coming Saturday, December 17th!!

In the meantime, you can read the PREQUEL to the Black Light Series, Infamous Love.

Buy it here:

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Amazon US
Amazon CA

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