Embracing His Roar by Megan Slayer
Sanctuary, Book 11
Gay Paranormal Erotic Romance
From SuperNova Indie Publishing
A bobcat who doesn’t think he belongs and a lion who believes he is unlovable…can they make a relationship work?
Avan has made his share of mistakes, but those are in the past. Moving forward means forgiving himself and having a life at the Sanctuary. He wants just one shifter—Oscar. The bobcat shifter soothes his soul and seems to see the best in Avan. But will he want to be with Avan, even after everything Avan’s done?
Oscar’s lusted after Avan since he first saw him. He doesn’t care what Avan’s done because he believes everyone deserves a second chance. But Oscar’s got a past, too. He’d never felt like he belongs, even at the Sanctuary. The one place he feels safe is with Avan.
The odds a bobcat and lion should be together are low, but the passion between them sizzles. Can they find common ground and embrace their roar or will their differences destroy the blossoming relationship?
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He left his seat. “I’m going out. I need some air.” He walked out of the library and collided with a solid wall of man. “What the hell?” He knew the scent wafting around him. Oscar? He met the gaze of the person he’d run into. “Oscar.”
“Hi.” Oscar blushed. “I meant to find you.”
“You did.” He wanted to run his hands all over Oscar. The lion knew the bobcat was there, and he wanted to keep him. The lion yearned to rub his scent all over Oscar. He held back, despite the cat shredding him from the inside.
Oscar opened his mouth three times before he said anything. “Are you going to leave?”
No way in hell. Oscar was there, and he’d take advantage of the situation. “With Markas? Or those two?” He gestured to the library.
Oscar edged his shoulder up in a tiny shrug. “Either.”
Was he trying to be coy? Was that hunger in Oscar’s eyes? Desire? Well, fuck him, yes, it sure looked like desire. Avan nodded to the doorway then brushed past Oscar. The lion hated Avan for making it wait.
“Let’s go to the porch.” His voice cracked. Damn. He didn’t care if Oscar knew he was nervous, but he didn’t want the truth to be so obvious.
“Yeah.” Oscar followed Avan outside. “Phew. It got hot in there. Did they have the heat on? It’s May. Isn’t it too warm out for the heat inside?”
“I doubt they turned on the furnace.” But it was nice to know Oscar was affected, too. Avan had thought he was the only one with a fever. He needed the change in temperature to clear his thoughts. “Here.” He pointed to the swing. “Join me?”
“The guys won’t make fun?” Oscar sat with him. “I’m not exactly popular with them. Ryder even jokes about me, and he’s supposed to be a friend.”
“Why?” Once Avan found out why Ryder had said anything to upset Oscar, he’d give Ryder a new asshole.
“I stuck up for you.” His blush deepened. “He’s a jerk.”
“He is.” He paused. Oscar intrigued him. He hadn’t thought Oscar cared—not enough to say anything. “I’m glad.”
“You’re happy he’s a jerk?” Oscar frowned. “I wish he’d lay off.” He stared at Avan. “Ryder told me I’m attracted to you, and everyone knows. I didn’t know.” He froze, and the color bled from his face. “Shit.”
“What?” He didn’t care who saw them. “Do you like me?” He and his lion wanted the attraction to be mutual. “Oscar?”
“I don’t know.” Oscar sagged in his seat. “Avan.”
Avan faced Oscar and tipped up Oscar’s chin, forcing Oscar to meet his gaze. “I get the feeling you do like me.” He wanted to look into those green eyes forever—especially when he sank deep into Oscar. “But I understand you’re not ready to admit it, and that’s cool.”
I love writing vampires. It’s fun. I can create a whole new world and add characters I want and let them do whatever I want.
I had wanted to write a story about a vampire and a goddess. Seemed like a good thing to do. The goddess that showed up was Ariadne. A woman who ran away or escaped from the underworld. Who might she end up with?
A vampire? A creature of the night and one of the living dead.
How does this work? Very carefully. Haha. But I love writing vampires. I like having to figure out how they work and what they can’t do. It’s exciting and fun and challenging. This is my vampire story. See what you think. 🙂
A Goddesses After Dark Novel
Megan Slayer Publications
Artwork by Big ZDesigns
Ariadne defied her father for love, only to be abandoned. She married for what she thought was love, only to have Dionysus leave her for another woman. Even Aphrodite won’t smile on her because Aphrodite wants Dionysus. Ari can’t seem to win. What’s a goddess to do if she wants love?
Find a vampire.
Caden, a vampire and creature of the night, gave up on love long ago. Draining victims, sex and sleep are his orders for each evening…until he’s tasked with tracking Ariadne. He doesn’t expect the goddess to call to his wounded soul in ways he thought long since dead.
Can a vampire and goddess go the distance or will their happy ending die with the dawn?
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“What are you doing?” Caden stood in the middle of her path. In the pitch black of the evening, he’d found her. “Don’t run.”
Her blood chilled and she stopped short. How had he located her? What kind of paranormal was he? “What are you?” She hadn’t heard him move. “Where did you come from?”
Caden raked his fingers through his hair. His eyes blazed red, then silver. “I’m a vampire, all right? A fucking bloodsucker. Normally, I’d eat you, but I can’t. Trust me. You’re pissing me off and I’d love to drain your ass for that kick to the crotch.”
The dick. She trembled and hoped he couldn’t see her fear. Who was she kidding? He was a vampire. He was enhanced in everything—even his cock? Why did that turn her on? She shook her head and focused on her panic. With the vampire’s super senses, he had to have seen her panic. “Dio sent you.” She put her hand up. “I’m not going back. Never.”
“Who is Dio?” Caden frowned. “Look, I gave Hestia my word that I’d bring you to Eriewood. She wants you safe and I’ll make sure that happens.”
“I can take care of myself. You don’t owe anyone anything on my account.” She turned on her heel. The faster she got out of there, the better. Within seconds, she sprinted down the sidewalk toward the gate. Fuck him. Sexy or not, she wasn’t going to let some vampire deliver her to Dionysus and Hades.
“Stop.” Caden stood in front of her again, stopping her in her path. He grabbed her shoulders. “I don’t fuck up my jobs. I should be draining a few murderers right now, but instead I’m chasing you. Do you want to be next?”
“What?” The guy was crazier than Dio and Theseus put together.
“I’m done arguing.” He let go, giving her space. “You’re not safe here. Whoever is trying to find you knows you’re close. Either you let him have you or you take your chances with me. I can get us to Eriewood in four hours. The bus will take twelve and he will catch up to you. He knows where you are.”
She didn’t have much choice. Vampire speed trumped any combustion engine. He held his hand out to her. She debated what to do. He hadn’t bound her to him. No, he’d given her free rein to run if she chose. She groaned. If Hestia knew about him and if her father had given Hestia the go-ahead to find her, then Dio couldn’t be involved. Knowing her ex-husband, he would’ve come for her in person.
“If I’m making it there by dawn, we need to go now.” Caden stared at her.
She hesitated another second. A vampire… Zeus help her. She, the daughter of King Minos, would have to find a damn vampire for a travelling companion. What was worse…she kind of liked him, but kind of wanted to kick him in the junk again. She sighed. “Let’s go.”
“Thank you.” He wrapped his arms around her. “Hold on. You’ll probably get motion sickness. Wait until we stop to barf.”’
Motion sickness? Barf? Oh shit. She clung to Caden. At least her ride was handsome and easy on the eyes. He felt good holding her, too. What a pity he had the potential to kill her.