How I Decide What to Read Next with @meganslayer #books #Reading

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What is my criteria for how I choose what I’m going to read next… This is a loaded question. Really.

I don’t have one. Not really. I tend to gravitate to books. If someone suggests it, I might read it. If they hand it to me, I’ll probably read it – if it’s a romance book or something that strikes my fancy.

For example: I saw a list on for the Greatest Rock Biographies and had to look through it. Now some were ones I’d read. I’ve read a couple of Springsteen books and a couple about the Beatles, but I chose my next reads from that list. I did. I picked one about John Taylor from Duran Duran (autobiography) and one by Ronnie Spector (another autobiography), plus one that was an autobiography/art book by Debbie Harry. Great reads. I highly recommend all of them.

Then there are the books I picked up at the book sale. I get to help sort the books and that means I get the first choice for what to buy. Let me tell you, my bag gets very heavy by the time we’re done. And this way I’ve picked up quite a few good books that I might not have found otherwise. I picked up a Gene Wilder book, My French Whore. I wouldn’t have found that one simply roaming the shelves (it’s a slender volume and easily missed on a shelf), I found The Only Woman in the Room – about Heay Lamarr and her contributions to science and her radio system that prevented jamming (radio frequency hopping), plus a couple Al Franken books and a slew of romance books.

I’ve got a little stack in the kitchen that’s the pile of books to read. It includes Shrill, The Woman Who Wouldn’t, plus a John Grisham book or two. Oh, and a couple Stephen King books.

What about you? What do you like to read and how do you choose what you’re going to read next? I’d love to know!

Since you’re here, why don’t you check out my latest release, Dirty and Sweet. It’s naughty and fun!

Dirty and Sweet by Megan Slayer

Malachi Brothers, book 1

Changeling Press

Contemporary Erotic Romance

Mafia, New Adult, Silver Fox, BDSM, Spanking, Toys


Art by Bryan Keller

There’s a debt and she’s willing to pay — with her heart!

Alex Malachi wants a sub, but not just any girl. He needs the right one. The moment he sees Jessie, he knows he’s found the perfect sub. He won’t stop until she’s his.

Jessie Brown’s been in lust with Alex Malachi since she started working at his BDSM club, Indigo. When he requests her services, she can’t refuse. Jessie’s always had a thing for older men, and Alex fits her bill. But when Alex realizes Jessie’s father owes him over a hundred grand, will the offer involve paying the bill with her heart?

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Dirty and Sweet by @meganslayer #romance #hot #darkromance #erotic #naughty #maydecember @changelingpress

Dirty and Sweet by Megan Slayer

Malachi Brothers, book 1

Changeling Press

Contemporary Erotic Romance

Mafia, New Adult, Silver Fox, BDSM, Spanking, Toys


Art by Bryan Keller

There’s a debt and she’s willing to pay — with her heart!

Alex Malachi wants a sub, but not just any girl. He needs the right one. The moment he sees Jessie, he knows he’s found the perfect sub. He won’t stop until she’s his.

Jessie Brown’s been in lust with Alex Malachi since she started working at his BDSM club, Indigo. When he requests her services, she can’t refuse. Jessie’s always had a thing for older men, and Alex fits her bill. But when Alex realizes Jessie’s father owes him over a hundred grand, will the offer involve paying the bill with her heart?

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Alex Malachi ran his fingers through his hair and debated his next move. He’d been without a woman for a year now and wanted companionship. Strike that. He wanted a playmate. Someone soft and sensual. Someone who could handle his dark side and still come back for more. Someone who wasn’t interested in giving him shit because of his profession.

Did she exist? Fuck if he knew.

He strode through the Indigo Club to his usual box. Most of the time he wanted privacy at the club. Tonight, he wanted to switch things up. He had a good idea what kind of woman he preferred, but not who.

Dante, his younger brother, stood at the entry of the private box. “Here again?”

“You’re here, too, aren’t you?” He didn’t dislike his brother, but of his two brothers, Dante drove him the craziest. “So?”

“What are you trying to do? Bankrupt the family?” Dante followed him into the box. “Or are you here for a business deal?”

“If I said deal, you wouldn’t believe me.” He sank into his favorite blood-red overstuffed chair. “Why are you here?”

“I’m overseeing the goods and the take.” Dante sat beside him. “This is our highest profit club, and I want to see how I can replicate it over in Worthington Heights. I’m seeing a lot of tits and bare asses, but no sex. Is that what draws them in? The lack of sex? Or is it that the customer thinks he can join and will eventually get a chick to fuck him?”

Alex gritted his teeth. His brother lived to make a buck. Alex did, too, but he wasn’t as bold about his intentions. Money made the world go ‘round, but a firm grasp on the club and power helped. “Guys come to the club because they want to get their rocks off. They want a fantasy. The girls are hot, the spankings hotter, and there are a bunch of subs dying for a master. That’s what keeps the money rolling in.” That and the booze sales. Fuck. He knew damn well they’d get shut down if the Feds found out not everything they sold was strictly legal, but the money was good, and it kept the clients happy.

Besides, what the Feds didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Dante opened the curtain. “There are some real lookers out there tonight. Lots of paying customers, too. I hear there’s one hell of a whipping demo going on later.”

“So I’m told.” He sipped the whiskey left for him and swept his gaze over the girls. None of them caught his fancy. Maybe he’d been to the club too many times. Maybe he didn’t want to meet any of them.

A thin girl strutted across the edge of the main playroom. Her navy-blue pasties glittered as she moved. Her breasts weren’t large, but enough to hold on to during sex. The thong left little to the imagination. She’d pulled her blonde hair up in a ponytail with a blue ribbon. The look screamed wholesome, yet sexy as fuck. His mouth watered. He must’ve missed her when he’d appraised the room. Something about her called to him. He opened his mouth to request her, but realized he wasn’t alone. “Dante, blow.”

“Excuse me?” Dante crooked his eyebrow. “You’re dismissing me?”

“Yes.” He glared at his brother. “Check the stocks of whiskey and champagne behind the bar. See if we’re low.”

“No.” Dante folded his arms. “I saw who you were staring at. She’s young.”

“Go away.” He wasn’t good at being nice to his brother, not when Dante didn’t cooperate. He snapped his fingers. Lloyd, the bartender for the private boxes, arrived a moment later.

“Sir?” Lloyd brought in a tray with a fresh glass of whiskey.

“Take Dante back to the bar for a check of the stocks.” He accepted the drink and resumed staring at the skinny blonde. She did appear young, but she wouldn’t be working at the Indigo if she were underage.

Dante growled, but followed Lloyd out of the box. Alex relaxed. He did better with women when his brother wasn’t lingering. He strode to the edge of the box and sipped his drink. The moment she strayed over by the box, he’d summon her.

The blonde picked up two empty wine glasses and a bottle. When she strolled up to the box, she stopped short. “Sir?”

“Put those down. I want you.” Alex leveled his gaze. “Now.”

“Yes, Sir.” She abandoned the glasses and bottle in the nearby bus tub, then wiped her hands on the towel and joined him in the box. Her breasts jiggled with each step, and the pasties caught the light.

Christ, he wanted to touch her.

Christmas in Cedarwood by @meganslayer #gayromance #gaybooks #gay #erotic #cedarwoodpride @pridepublishing

Christmas in Cedarwood by Megan Slayer

Cedarwood Pride, book 12

Contemporary LGBTQ Romance

From Pride Publishing

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Two men, one kid and the frayed nerves that come with the holidays…can they make it through to Christmas without a blow-up?

Colt Harrison knew when he met Ashley Willis that he’d found the one man for him. He loves Ashley’s son, Wyatt, as if he were his own son. But the stress of living together, compounded with buying a home and adopting pets has worn him down…not to mention the aggravation that comes with the diner he owns. He wants to make Christmas special for his family, but how can they have a great holiday when Colt’s never home?

Ashley’s got a two-week vacation from his job at the elementary school teaching art. All he wants is time with Colt and Wyatt. He loves Colt, but not the long hours spent at the diner, especially around the holidays. Can he be honest about what he wants from Colt and keep the man he loves?

Anything is possible if they embrace the magic of Christmas.

Reader advisory: This book was previously released elsewhere. It has been expanded and reedited for release with Pride Publishing.

General Release Date: 22nd December 2020

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Wrapped in Red and Green by @wendizwaduk #christmas #newrelease #comingsoon #romance #bdsm @totally_bound

Wrapped in Red and Green

By Wendi Zwaduk

Naughty or Nice? collection (Book #4)

Contemporary Holiday Romance

Menage, M/F/M, BDSM, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Toys, Spanking, Bondage

From Totally Entwined

Santa Dom is coming to town….

Darby Mitchell wants two things for Christmas—to be left in Masters Adam and Hill’s stocking and to have one hell of a scene with both men. She writes a letter to Santa Dom pleading her case. Will the naughty old elf listen?

Adam Dent and Hill Joseph want Darby. She’s sweet, adorable and their kind of sub. When they learn she’s asked Santa Dom to be theirs, they set about making her holly, mistletoe and naughty dreams come true. There’s one catch—she’s not the only sub who’s asked for them for Christmas. Can they prove she’s the one or will forces she can’t control mean she has to wait another year for her wishes to come true?

If Masters Adam and Hill have their way, they’ll give her the painfully fun Christmas Eve she’s always wanted.

This book contains scenes of mfm menage, wax play, voyeurism and exhibitionism.

General Release Date: 15th December 2020

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Off Camera by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #lgbtq #romance #newadult

Off Camera, Book 2 in the Complicated series by Megan Slayer

From Megan Slayer Publishing

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation


Navigating college is hard, but not as hard as learning to love and trust.

Kade Evans knew what he wanted to do with his life—write scripts for Hollywood. He’s poured his heart into his work and learning the tricks of the trade, but being only twenty-one he knows he needs experience. How’s a guy supposed to get experience when he’s shy and quiet? The answer might be closer and more forceful than he thinks.

Tony Victor’s goal in life is to make movies. He won’t quit until he’s working on the next blockbuster. First, he’s got to get through college and get the handsome guy from script writing class to notice him. Tony’s never had trouble getting attention, but something about Kade calls to him. Tony’s head says go slow, but his heart is ready to take things to the next level.

Will these two find common ground or will the simmering passion between them fall apart when their secrets are revealed?

And now an excerpt!! 

©Megan Slayer, 2019, All Rights Reserved

Tony bobbed his head to the heavy beat and wandered around his tiny apartment. He needed to say the right thing to Kade. One wrong move and he’d screw everything up even more.

“Hi. We met during class today. I’ve been watching you for the last two months and hoped you’d notice me. You haven’t, so I acted like a jerk in order to grab your attention.” He shook his head. Yeah, that wouldn’t work. “Remember me? I still want to work with you on this project. I’m an ass, but I’ve got my heart in the right place.” No. He’d been thinking with his cock, not his heart.

Tony drummed his fingers on the table then picked up the telephone. Shit. He needed the class roster sheet the prof had passed out. That had everyone’s contact info on it. He found the paper. With shaky hands, he pressed the numbers for Kade and held his breath. Here goes nothing…

“Hello?” Kade’s voice came across the line. “Who is this?”

“Hi. It’s Tony. I’m in Scriptworks with you.” He balled his fist. “I wanted to talk to you about the project.”

“You do, eh?” Kade sighed. “I’m not interested.”

“Wait. Don’t hang up.” Christ. He hated the idea of being wimpy and begging. “I can do this project without you, but I’d like to talk to you.”

“You stole that book out of my hands.”

“Would you believe I did it to get you to talk to me?”

“What? No. I don’t believe you. I’m hanging up now.”

“Don’t.” He closed his eyes. “I’m really trying right now.” Something deep within him ripped in half. “Please?”

Kade said something Tony didn’t understand then growled. “If I decide to talk this over with you and think about doing this joint-project, will you give me the book back? I have to get the paper done by next Wednesday.”

“You drive a hard bargain.” As if he’d actually keep the book. He didn’t need a description of Hitchcock’s works. Tony gripped the phone tighter. “Deal. Meet me at Harvard Place in a half hour. I’m in apartment 5-C. I’ll wait in the foyer. Interested?”

Kade didn’t answer for a long time and with each passing moment, Tony’s heart sank. He opened his eyes and began to pace again. If he didn’t get an answer, he’d know the truth. He’d fucked up.

“Okay,” Kade said. “I’ll do this, but only because I want my book.”

“Sweet.” Tony loosened his grip. “See you in a half hour?”

Another Try by @Meganslayer #gay #gayromance #erotic #eroticgayromance #pride #lgbtq #summerread

Another Try by Megan Slayer

Contemporary LGBTQ Romance

Megan Slayer Publications

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking

Art by Winterheart Designs

Featuring the novellas Bed of My Truck and Great Catch

Bed of My Truck

Can he have the house, the dog and the lover of his dreams or will it all fall apart right before his eyes?

The one Carson never thought he’d see again could be the one to save his life. Carson never expected to see his dog or a man from his past ever again. His ex took Dragon when he left, then carelessly lost the dog. 

Dragon’s been found and in the last place Carson expected to find him—a vet’s office.But, the surprises just keep coming.

Carson hasn’t seen Alec since school, but the feelings he had for the man haven’t abated. When he’s reunited with Alec at the veterinary office, Carson’s got to face his feelings.

Great Catch

Puppy love or a shot at forever…

Jake has loved Kyler since he realized he was gay. His best friend is the only person he wants to be with–but Kyler isn’t gay. Sure, they’ve experimented and everyone thinks they’re together, but Jake’s not sure. What’s he supposed to do? Hide his true feelings forever? Move on? Neither seems like the best plan. Baseball brought them together, but will fear keep them from finding the love they deserve?

These novellas have been previously published as single titles.

My Other Half by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #lgbtq #gayreads @pridepublishing

My Other Half by Megan Slayer

Book 4 in the Must Love Dogs series

Contemporary LGBTQ Romance

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

From Pride Publishing

A pet adoption leading to lasting love?

Kelly Haas thought he’d lost everything when his first dog, Sally, passed away. He wasn’t looking for a new pup, but couldn’t resist checking the local rescues. One look at Louie and Kelly knew he’d found the right dog—a happy bagle. When Kelly meets the man running the rescue, he realizes he’s smitten with Rob, too.

Rob McMann isn’t the type of man to fall for a potential animal adopter, but he still believes in happy endings for the animals—and himself. Kelly isn’t like the other adopters. He knows how to get Rob, a perpetual loner, to come out of himself. He can be open with Kelly, but he leans on him hard when he hits a low time in his life.

Can these two find the love they deserve while raising four dogs, or are they destined to just be friends?

Reader advisory: This book contains expressions of homophobia, references to the death of beloved pet, and abusive exes.

General Release Date: 24th March 2020


©Megan Slayer, 2020, All Rights Reserved

“Hi.” He stood. “It’s a pleasure to meet you in person. I like Louie. Hell, I like Zeus, too.” He reached down to pet both dogs. “I’ve seen you before.”

“I’ve seen you, too. That’s how I knew you were a good fit for Louie.” Rob gestured to the nearby picnic table. “Why don’t we sit?”

“Sure. Want me to take a leash?”

“Thanks.” He offered the lead. “Louie’s nosy, but he’s not a puller.”

Kelly walked the dog to the table. He sat on the end and Louie settled by his feet. “I wanted to say hi before now, but I didn’t. I’m not usually shy, but I’m not great at making a move.” Shit. He shouldn’t have said that.

“I’m off-putting, I’m told,” Rob said. “I get wrapped up in my own little world and don’t pay attention. I try to play the chess game of matching people with pets and I get too snagged in it.”

“You have to dog watch and it’s an important job to do. You need to concentrate,” Kelly said. “But you can’t ignore these guys.”

“True.” Rob sat opposite him. “Are you friends with Daniel? It’s none of my business, so you don’t have to answer.”

“Sort of. We worked in the same building for a couple years. I was a clerk for Dr. Moore and Daniel worked for the dietician down the hall. We had a mutual friend who found out we’re both gay and tried to set us up. It was a disaster.” He’d probably said too much. He was good at overstepping.

“I’m sorry.”

“It happens. There are so many choices and plenty are bad. That’s why I like dogs. They’re loyal, cute and even though they talk back, it’s not because they’re bad.” Did he sound goofy? Rob didn’t seem upset, but still.

“I hear you. My last boyfriend didn’t see the need to rescue dogs. They’re just dogs, he’d say. No, I’d reply, they have feelings.”

“They do, and expressions, as well.” He knew that for certain. “How many dogs do you have?”

“Right now, I have four under my roof. Zeus and Louie are my two current rescues. I had five, but Norm has been adopted. I thought I had someone lined up for Zeus, but they changed their mind. Louie has been with me for six months. No one seems to want a dog with one eye. They think he’ll be harder to care for. He’s not.”

“That’s what made me like him.” He stroked Louie’s fur. “What about the other two?”

“I’ve got Squish, my bagle, and Twiggy, my dachshund.” Rob blushed. “I like dogs.”

“I can tell.” The more Rob blushed, the more Kelly wanted to make him smile, too. “I’m glad I’ve met you.” He glanced down at the dog. As soon as he’d laid eyes on Louie, he’d known he wanted him. The dog wasn’t Sally and that was fine. He needed this change. Besides, Louie gave him a connection to Rob. If he wasn’t mistaken, there was something brewing between him and Rob. He kind of liked Zeus, too. Maybe he’d gone soft, but he wanted to spend more time with both dogs and especially Rob. He liked animal-loving guys with big hearts. Rob fit the bill. Was he gay? Kelly wasn’t sure, but they had time to talk and he’d find out.

“Why don’t you walk Louie around? Zeus is busy power snoozing.” Rob grinned. “I’ll be right here. Get to know your dog.”

“Yeah?” He winked at Rob, then headed across the grass with Louie. He’d made the right decision by going to the rescue page. He’d not only found his next dog, but also met a new friend that could lead to more.

Cuffed by @meganslayer #romance #bdsm #erotic #hotread #meganslayer @changelingpress

Cuffed by Megan Slayer

Black Velvet Society, Book 2

Changeling Press

Contemporary, BDSM, Toys, Spanking, Bondage, Anal Sex, M/F


Guarding her is the easy part. Not falling in love with her… impossible.

Molly Reynolds has the world at her fingertips. Her father is one of the biggest motion picture directors in Hollywood. She’s seen at the biggest parties and has shown up in the hottest magazines across the globe. But being famous doesn’t guarantee she’ll find love or the perfect partner to submit to.

Enter Black Velvet Society.

She’ll get what she wants… in every sexy way imaginable.

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Cuffed (Black Velvet Society)
Megan Slayer
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2014 Megan Slayer

“What Daddy doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Molly Reynolds logged into her account at and scanned the open playrooms. She’d been a frequent visitor to the site for almost a year. Since her father was the biggest director in Hollywood, she couldn’t do much in public without grabbing attention. It also limited who she could see and be seen doing. One whiff of her participating in anything having to do with the BDSM scene, and her father would have a fit. The media would have a field day with the news.

What would people say if they found out she had a fantasy involving being arrested by a very hunky cop and being strip-searched? She pressed her knees together. Her skin sizzled and her pussy creamed. He’d have to use the handcuffs on her and spank her for being insubordinate. Maybe use a few toys to get her to confess to her crime and isolation to make sure she learned her lesson. She knew just what man she wanted as her cop.


She’d never spoken to him in person, but their chats steamed up her computer. He understood her needs and wants. When she masturbated, he was the mental picture she used — dark hair cut close to his head, aviator sunglasses, and a chiseled jaw with just the right amount of scruff to abrade her inner thighs. Then there was the smug expression. His arms were covered with tattoos. Three thin hoops dangled from one earlobe. She couldn’t see the other ear in any of his pictures.

She fanned herself. He could sneer at her any day. Night after night, she turned to him for satisfaction. Hell, if it was possible to fall in love with a person in a chat room… she’d started to fall head over heels for him. She tried to ignore the niggling feeling he couldn’t feel the same way about her. Maybe this time would be different.

The name on his particular playroom, Dark Hall, wasn’t lit up. She drummed her fingers on the desktop. The more they chatted, the more she’d come to want to meet him in real life. She depended on him.

“Where are you when I need you?” She almost said “for a good fuck” but she wanted more from him than just sex. Sure, she wanted sex. Oral, anal… in her pussy — she didn’t care.

Just as she was about to log out, his playroom sign illuminated. “Yes,” she said to herself. She clicked on the door to the room and entered. FloggerDom30 was the only name there.

BabyDoll2310: May I enter your room, Sir?

She curled up tight in her chair. One of his rules when they played was obedience. The other was manners. She wanted to please him.

FloggerDom30: Yes, you may.

BabyDoll2310: Thank you, Sir. I’m wearing my bra and panties, Sir. Nothing else. I haven’t played with myself in two days.

FloggerDom30: Very good, little one. You please me. Do you wish to play?

BabyDoll2310: I do, Sir. Thank you, Sir.

FloggerDom30: Remove your bra and pinch your nipples. Pretend your hands are mine on your body. Tell me how you feel.

She shivered. This was what she lived for, his virtual hands and his direction telling her what to do. She popped the front clasp on her bra and shrugged out of the flimsy garment. Part of her wished he’d ask for a video chat. She wanted to perform for him. The cool air in her bedroom wrapped around her body, providing a nice contrast to the warmth in her veins. She pinched her nipples, rolling the tight bundles of nerves in her fingertips. A gasp escaped her lips. She closed her eyes and imagined her Flogger Dom caressing her.

The ping of the chat interrupted her quick fantasy. She snapped her eyes open and read what he’d written.

FloggerDom30: Does touching yourself feel good?

BabyDoll2310: It does, Sir. Thank you, Sir. I’d rather you really touched me.

She’d been bold to say exactly what she wanted. Most of the Doms she’d been in contact with either wanted the full attention of their sub or wanted to stay hands off. She never understood the hands-off part, except maybe they wanted the fantasy of the chat without the emotional reality. Part of her liked the dirty chats. The rest of her wanted him to be there touching her, ordering her…

My earliest memory with @meganslayer #memories #remember #stories

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I’ve been thinking about this prompt for a day or two and I’ve come to the conclusion I don’t remember my earliest memory. I don’t.

That’s okay.

I’ll share a memory that’s not the earliest, but has to do with scary stuff and Halloween. I was a kid and I can’t remember how young I was, but it had to be under 10 and had gone to my grandparents’ house. I’d done this a hundred times, so no biggie, right? My grandfather would watch old movies and whatever was on during the Saturday afternoon movie. Remember when they used to show those?

Anyway, he was watching this movie and I wandered into the room. For whatever reason, I don’t remember what it was and I’m not wild about scary movies, but I sat down and watched it with him.

Scared the bejeezus out of me.

What was it? A man and woman were having an affair (outside of marriages? I don’t know) and ended up on the beach. I don’t remember why they were on the beach, but they were (and no, it wasn’t From Here to Eternity). The tide came in and buried the woman to her neck in the sand. I don’t remember what happened to the guy. Next morning, both are monsters, covered in seaweed and scary.

That’s the part where I got the heck out of there and felt traumatized. Grandpa, I don’t think, knew I was there.

I have no idea what the movie was and haven’t seen anything like it since. I asked my DH and tot, who both love old scary movies, what it was and they don’t know either.

Oh well. If I never see it again, it’s probably a good thing.

Just saying.

What about you? What’s your earliest memory?

While you’re here, check out m ghost story, Miss Me Baby.

Miss Me Baby by Wendi Zwaduk

Part of the Haunted by You Collection

Totally Bound

Paranormal, Contemporary


Say you’ll haunt me, since I’ll never stop loving you.

Felicity Black never quite understood love. She worked her assets to get what she wanted and didn’t care who got in the way. Until she met John. He saw past her superficial self to the woman inside. Death separated her from John before she could tell him how she truly felt. Now she’s got her chance…just not in the way she expected.

John wanted Felicity to haunt him. She had been the only woman to stir not only his heart but his soul as well. But the woman claiming to be his lost love can’t be her… Felicity was dead. He has to decide whether to trust his gut or walk away from a new start.

Can a second chance at a first impression lead to love or a lifetime of heartbreak?

Reader Advisory: This story contains an out-of-body experience, voyeurism, spanking, rough sex, masturbation, and a chance for love to strike twice.

This story follows Careless Whisper, by Wendi Zwaduk.

Totally Bound

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Complicated by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #erotic #newadult #romance #LGBTQ #gaybooks

Complicated by Megan Slayer

New Adult, Contemporary, M/M, LGBT, Erotic Romance

Megan Slayer Publishing

41,000 words

Finding the love of your life is hard, especially when you’re young and in the movies.

Jonathan Reynolds came to Cleveland, Ohio to break into the movies. He might not have the most orthodox methods, but he’s got the drive. He wants to be a star and shed his small town image. He’s no kid, although at twenty-one, he’s not very experienced. He’s happy with only having a few lines during a crowd scene—until he meets Sean Banks. Maybe it’s time for this virgin to come of age.

Sean Banks has been there, done that—on everything. The former child star grew up in the glare of the spotlight and beat his addiction to drugs and alcohol. But at twenty-four, he’s considered all washed up. He knows the role in this high budget action picture will catapult him back into the spotlight. He’s not ready to open his heart again, until he sees Jonathan. The young man captivates him. Can the jaded former star and the up-and-coming actor find common ground and passion between the sheets? Or will their love be relegated to the silver screen?

A Former AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller and Staff Pick!


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“You picked him?” Sean rested his hands on his hips. He hadn’t been able to get the blond-haired man out of his brain all night. When he slept, his dreams revolved around the man. The moment he saw the call sheet, his day brightened. He’d never been big on younger men, but he did have a thing for dating his co-stars.

“Yeah, I did pick him,” the assistant director said. She rolled her eyes. “You cannot possibly be attracted to him. Aren’t you and Daniel having a thing?”

“Daniel? No.” He wasn’t interested in Daniel Young. Good God, they’d known each other since the first Ducky juice drinks commercial. They’d been friends, yes, but partners? Not going to happen.

“Then what’s wrong about this one? Too immature? Victor saw him act yesterday. He said the kid was pretty good.” She flipped through the sheets on her clipboard. “He only had a couple of lines, but even I bought into what he’d said.”

“Because you like all the actors,” Sean said. “Look, if he works out for the kiss scene, then cool. If not, I’m not doing a love scene with him. I don’t care.”

“You made eyes at him at the bar last night.”

“Him?” He feigned shock. Yes, he’d made eyes at the kid. Who hadn’t? He was gorgeous. Still, he refused to jump into bed with just anyone…again. He’d been through that phase already. Rehab helped him see everything differently, especially when he’d come so close to dying. He shuddered. The overdose opened his eyes so wide. He’d been destructive and careening out of control.

“Lover boy, you’ve got to meet him and pretend to have been lovers for years. Don’t yell at me. Suck it up.”

“You’re so nice to me.” He scanned over the call sheet. They’d do the read in half an hour and the run-through shortly afterwards. Maybe they wouldn’t get along and he’d be able to get away from the kid. Sean strolled downstairs to the second apartment set.

The director and the cameramen were already on site and chatting. The kid stood patiently to the side, apparently absorbing everything Victor said. What a newbie… Sometimes challenging the director added to the value of the movie.

“I’m here,” Sean announced. “Everyone have their scripts?”

Victor narrowed his eyes. “Stop the diva shit.”

“I’m ready.” The younger man stepped forward. He offered his hand. “I’m Jonathan. I’m happy to meet you.”

“Jonathan.” He shook hands. Either Jonathan truly had manners, like he’d displayed the night before, or he was the world’s best brown-noser. “So you’re playing Owen?”

“I believe so.” Jonathan inched away from Sean. “I’ve read through the script a bunch of times. I think I’m ready.”

Sean bit back a response. Part of him wanted to say, we’ll see. The rest of him wanted to see what the kid could do.