Her Christmas Wedding by @meganslayer #christmas #wedding #romance #jordanbrothers @changelingpress

Her Christmas Wedding by Megan Slayer

Jordan Brothers, book 5

Changeling Press

Contemporary, Holiday

M/F

Novella

Art by Bryan Keller

Jax will give Emily the wedding of her dreams and a Christmas she’ll never forget.

Jaxon Jordan has the woman of his dreams in Emily Wilson. She’s all he’s ever wanted, and they’ll be married on Christmas Eve. But dreams don’t always come true and sometimes are set off course. When a woman claiming to be Emily’s real mother comes on the scene and plants doubt in Emily’s mind, it’s up to Jax and the Jordan family to get to the truth.

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Running to You by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #contemporary @mlrbooks

Running to You by Megan Slayer

Picture This, Book 4

MLR Press

Contemporary New Adult Gay Romance

M/M, Anal Sex

Novella

Dayton Sharpe wasn’t looking for a relationship when he went out for a run, but when he’s forced off the road, he finds the person missing from his life–Nicholas. Will he realize the man of his dreams isn’t out of his reach, but right beside him?

Nicholas Malone likes his privacy and his seclusion. He writes for the local paper, online magazines and novels. He has everything he needs–his cat and his writing. But he’s lonely. When Dayton, the hunky jock next door ends up at his doorstep, he has to decide if he wants to be alone for the rest of his life or if it’s time to break his norms to find love.

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What I’m Watching Saturdays with @meganslayer ~ Penn & Teller’s Bullsh*t #tv #shows

I knew going into this show that it’d be laced with blue language. I knew it. And… I loved it. Okay, so most of the time they’re just putting a different spin on topics, but it made me think. I never considered blue language bad (I grew up hearing it often) and it’s interesting to see how some people use it and other things as cons. Bottled water, the non-use of profanity, Wal-Mart, Feng Shui, NASA, they don’t pull punches. There is a bit of nudity, too. They touch on (Pun intended) Breast Hysteria, The War on Porn and Sex Education. Hey, if you’re looking to laugh and think, then give it a try. I did and I’m glad.

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0346369/

The comedy illusionist duo explore various topics and debunk what they consider misconceptions about them.

What I’m Reading Fridays with @meganslayer ~ Please Don’t Feed the Mayor by Sue Pethick #reading #iamreading

I realize I’ve been derelict in posting what I’ve read for the past couple weeks. It’s been a little tough around here, so I’m trying to get back on track. Here we go!

I’ve been reading a lot of animal books and mystery ones, so when I saw this one… I mean, you’re not supposed to feed the mayor who is that darn cute. I had to read it. I’m glad I did. This author is new to me and the writing style is original. The one thing that was a little off putting about the writing was the author’s tendency to have a character do an action, then the next line was the character speaking. It sometimes made following along as to who was talking a bit difficult. I also wasn’t sure about the heroine for a while. She could be very…she has her ways and wants things her way, but she’s sweet about it. I had a hard time warming up to her.

Still, it’s a cute book and a quick read, so if you’re looking for something for the beach or something for a lazy weekend, then this might be for you.

https://www.amazon.com/Please-Dont-Feed-Mayor-Pethick-ebook/dp/B07DBQHYGH/

When the lumber mill closes, laying off most everyone in Fossett, Oregon, Melanie MacDonald plans to revitalize her beloved but beleaguered homestead by running her border collie Shep in Fossett’s mayoral race . . .

 Shep wins by a landslide.  

A lover of democracy and dog treats, Shep is rapidly earning the goodwill of Fossett’s citizens. Tourists are streaming in and everyone wants to glad-paw the new mayor. Suddenly Melanie and Shep are media darlings, with requests for interviews, game shows, and personal appearances through the roof. But there’s trouble in paradise. Determined to win back his former wife, Bryce MacDonald discovers a rival in tabloid reporter Chad Cameron, who’s in Fossett to dig up dirt on Melanie and Shep. He finds a willing co-conspirator in the malcontent who lost the election. Hounded by the press and desperate to head off a potential dog-napping, Melanie unwittingly puts herself in danger. Shep comes to the rescue, proving his mettle to save his faithful human at the risk of his own life . . . and new political career. 

Blue Moon by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #pnr #secondchances #halloween

Blue Moon by Megan Slayer

Part of the Scare This! collection

MLR Press

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Contemporary, Paranormal, Ghosts

Short Story

The ghost at my door claims to be my ex-boyfriend, back from the dead. Yeah, right.

Ghosts don’t exist. I know they don’t. Why? I’ve never seen one. I’ve seen everything else—from Sasquatch to hell hounds and more…even vampires, but I’ve never laid eyes on a ghost.

Go figure. It’s Halloween. All sorts of stuff happens on the spookiest night of the year. There will be plenty of people out having a good time, scaring each other and begging for candy. They’ll try to get me involved, but I know better.

Have I mentioned I hate Halloween? Two years ago on October 31^st, my world fell apart and I know it’ll never be fixed. No ghost can ease my broken heart and bring my boyfriend back to me. None.

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2014, all rights reserved

“Bitter isn’t a good color on you.”

Paul tapped the remote, silencing the television. He could’ve sworn he heard someone besides the people on the screen talking. The voice sounded like Tristan, but that was impossible. Tristan Evans had died two years ago.

“Come on, Paul. Hasn’t it been long enough?”

Damn it. That had to be Tristan’s voice, but from where? He glanced around the room. With the exception of the cat, he was alone. He’d locked the front and back doors and checked the house to ensure everything was safe. Right after Tristan had died, he could’ve sworn he’d heard Tristan talking to him. The shrink dismissed the voice as being a figment of Paul’s imagination and longing. Paranoia, the shrink called it. Paul only lasted the rest of the session before finding a new psychiatrist.

Hearing Tristan had to be a figment of Paul’s imagination—again.

“If you won’t properly speak to me, I’ll stop coming to you.”

Paul squeezed his eyes shut. In his mind he saw Tristan leaning against the bedroom doorframe. He wore his favorite ratty, body –hugging blue jeans, no socks or shoes and the old Flashes shirt he loved. The muscles in his arms bulged and his dark hair flopped over his forehead. His blue eyes blazed as he tipped his head to the side. Even as a memory, he sent warm shivers through Paul’s system.

“You’ve got to stop hating the holiday we both loved. Hate won’t bring me back.” Tristan strode towards him and hooks his thumbs in his front pockets. “Cheer up. Please?”

Tears slipped down Paul’s cheeks. The hurt he’d bottled up for the better part of the last two years came back in a rush. “I know I should, but I can’t. I lost you and seeing all of the Halloween decorations makes that loss so fresh and raw. I can’t do it. I love you, but I can’t keep ripping myself open.”

“Then keep loving me.”

Paul wiped his face and opened his eyes. He needed to get his shit together. Talking to a figment of his imagination wasn’t going to help his situation. Still, the words poured out of him. “How? How do I forget the man I love?”

Tristan sat opposite him on the bed. “You keep my memory alive, thus keeping me alive.”

Paul blinked. He’d opened his eyes. There was no way Tristan could be on the bed with him. No way. He’d buried his lover. “You’re a ghost. Ghosts don’t exist. What the fuck is going on?” He scrambled off the mattress and landed on the floor with a thud. One of the pillows flopped over onto him and he shoved it away. His mind had to be playing tricks on him. “No. Ghost do not exist.”

“Technically I’m not a ghost, but you’d be surprised.” Tristan—or what sure as hell lookedlike Tristan—sighed and stood. He turned his back on Paul. “It all comes down to rules and you know how much I hate rules.” He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “I found a way around the rules.”

Paul rounded the bed and placed himself between Tristan’s ghost and the cat. No one hurt Milo—not even a crazy ghost who claimed to be Paul’s ex-boyfriend. “I don’t know who you are or why you’re doing this, but the joke is over. You had your fun and old Paul looks like a moron. You won, now get the hell out of my house.”

“Aww, honey, I’m not trying to dupe you.” The man strolled across the room to the bed. “Paul, I’m here.” 

The Strangest Thing I’ve Ever Eaten with @meganslayer #food #blogchallenge

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I will freely admit right now that I’m a picky eater. I am. I’m not shy about admitting it, either.

But there’s a reason why.

My mother isn’t a good cook. She’s heard me say that and will admit it, so it’s not a big secret. But she’s really not a good cook. She used make things that, when made by anyone else, would be considered nice cuisine. When she made it…. shudders.

So the strangest things I’ve eaten were things she made when I was a kid. She still makes many of these dishes and they are consumed somewhere. A note, my father likes to eat stuff that’s burned. His steak must be charbroiled (not even a whiff of pink), his burgers charred and well, you get the idea.

Meatloaf. I know you’re thinking, how can you screw up meatloaf? A pound of ground beef, a cup or two of breadcrumbs, one egg and a LOT OF KETCHUP. That’s it. Bake it and forget you’re baking it, then it’s a bit burned…and serve. I didn’t know until I got older that meatloaf could be tasty.

Salmon Patties. This one intrigues you? She’d get salmon from a can (it was all we could afford and considered a delicacy to get it in a can), don’t bother to bone it–the bones add crunch! Don’t believe me? Oh well. Next, add breadcrumbs (Again that one to two cups business) and an egg. Put in HOT skillet and cook. Burn both sides and serve. It tastes like eating the Teflon from the pan and extra crunchy from those spine bones.

Green Salad. I have to include a photo with this because it’s just not right, but you might be thinking, you mean SALAD? No.

Just looking at it makes me shudder. My family LOVES this stuff. It does remind me of my great-grandmother and my mother insists on making this every year for almost every family get together occasion.

If you’ve never seen the stuff, then let me enlighten you with the ingredients list. If you love this stuff, then you can have my portion for life.

• 1 cup crushed pineapple (drained with juice reserved)
• 1 cup water (more or less depending on what’s needed, see instructions below)
• 2 packages lime jello (3 oz each)
• 1 cup mayo
• 1 cup evaporated milk (canned)
• 1 cup small curd cottage cheese
• 1/2 cup walnuts (chopped)

I’m not that adventurous with this stuff. It’s just not my thing. In the grand scheme of life, it’s not that far off the beaten path the things I won’t eat (But have). What about you? What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever eaten?

Always by @meganslayer #romance #bdsm #pnr #secondchances #hotread #meganslayer @changelingpress

Forever Wicked: Always by Megan Slayer

Release Date: April 13, 2012

Editor: Katriena Knights

Cover Artist: Renee George

Genres: Erotic Romance, Novella. Paranormal, BDSM

Themes: Magic

Peter Pan grew up, all right.

Peter Pan was supposed to be the boy who never grew up. Then Neverland blew sky high. Now he’s very much an adult and playing adult games. There’s one woman he wants for his bed, his cuffs, his toys… yeah, he’s ready to do all sorts of naughty things to Wendy. If he can find her.

Wendy Darling never expected Peter to come back. She’d grown up and moved on — to write white-hot BDSM tales. Can her perfect Dom be the one man she never thought she’d see all grown up?

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EXCERPT:

“Wanna ride me?”

“Is that a trick question?” Her resistance blew all to hell. She’d keep her heart behind a wall, but she’d let him have his way with her body.

“I’ve got a better idea.” He pulled her into his lap, having her straddle his thighs. “I’ve been away for too many nights. I owe you so much more than just a tour of a sex club for the Fae to fuck humans. I want you to see I’m all grown up. I want more than a business partner or a lover. I want you.”

Wendy trailed her fingertips down his chest. The heat in his groin matched the need settling between her legs. She had to say something to test him one more time. “Don’t say what you don’t mean. You’re not dressed to stick around.”

Peter tugged the elastic from her hair and combed his fingers the tangled strands. “That’s better. I land on my feet, remember? I’ll manage.” He sniffed the air. “Do you realize you smell like lemon?”

“Toilet cleaner. Sexy, I know.” She rolled her eyes. “If you’d showed up half an hour later, I’d probably smell like the peony shower gel I use.”

“I don’t know. Lemon can be very sexy on the right woman.” He brushed a lock of her hair from her eyes. “You wear it well.”

“I do?”

“You wear it very well.” He threaded his fingers in the hair at the base of her neck. “Very, very well.”

His breath warmed her skin, and she fisted his shirt in her hand. Peter captured her mouth in a kiss. The tingles shot from her lips to her heart, to her toes, and back. His tongue speared between her lips. Wendy sucked on him, simulating sex with his tongue.

Peter broke the kiss first, but didn’t relent from her. “You taste like sin,” he puffed.

“Sin has a taste?”

“Considering you write about sex, I’d think you’d know.” Peter swatted her ass with the flat of his hand. “Take off your shirt. I want to see you.”

The tingle on her ass combined with the grit in his voice and resonated to her core. She yanked the shirt up over her head and tossed the discarded garment across the room.

Peter buried his face in her chest and groaned. His day-old whiskers scraped against her lace-covered breasts. Cream slickened her panties. He reached behind her and flicked the clasp on her bra. “I want this gone.” He heaved the bra in the same direction as her shirt. “That’s better. If I had my way, you’d never wear one again.”

The chill of the night caressed her bare breasts. She shivered. Peter rubbed his cheek on her chest again and bit down on her nipple. Streaks of pleasure-pain ripped through her body. She tensed and smoothed her palms along his arms. Absorbed in the moment, she rocked on his lap and whimpered.

“Stop.”

Wendy froze. Anticipation ricocheted through her veins. This was the part she loved — her lover exerting control and her not knowing what he’d do next.

“No coming ’til I say so.”

Beautiful Music Together by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #meganslayer #contemporary #mlrbooks

Beautiful Music Together by Megan Slayer

From MLR Press

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex

Novella

Artwork by Kris Jacen

Can these two opposites find the right rhythm?

Jon Kagan likes his life. He’s carefree unless he’s in the recording studio with his trumpet. Then he’s serious as hell. He plays the field like he does the notes on each track, but the single life isn’t fun any longer. He wants a lover and partner. But how can he find the man of his dreams when the only people he spends time with are the same musicians night after night? He’s convinced he won’t–until he meets Benny. Then all bets are off.

Benny Walters burns the midnight oil, too, but not in the music business. He’d rather work on houses than play tunes. Putting in a good sweat over a flooring job or painting a room makes him happy–almost as much as watching the hot guy who jogs across the neighborhood in the middle of the day. When he finally talks to Jon, sparks fly. He’d love to get to know Jon better, but confidence isn’t his strong point. Will he be able to get beyond his past and find the future he deserves?

Love happens in the strangest places, especially when it hits all the right notes.

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Now for an EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Are you painting the outside of the house? You mentioned something about gray.” Jon didn’t want to end the conversation. He’d grown fond of Benny, even after a few minutes of chatting.

“Oh, no. My friend is having new siding put on, but I’m not doing it. No, I posed the question in front of your friend there, because you looked like you’d rather eat scorpions than talk to him.”

He laughed again and rocked on his feet. He liked the way Benny talked. “I’m glad you did.” And even gladder he got the chance to meet Benny.

“I should get back to the shingles. It’s hot and not all that sexy, but it pays the bills.”

“I’m sure it does.” Jon glanced over at the house, then met Benny’s gaze. “If I’m ever in the mood to redo my house, can I call you?” Christ, his hands shook. He hadn’t been this nervous in ages. Because of Benny?

“Sure. I don’t have business cards or anything, but I’m licensed and bonded.”

“I didn’t doubt it.” He slid his phone from the holder around his forearm. “Give me your number and I’ll add you.”

“555-6620.”

“Ask for Benny?” Jon smiled. He could’ve sworn the afternoon heat increased a few degrees each time he looked into Benny’s eyes.

“It’s my personal number. No assistants or anything. I’m not that big.” He blushed. “So you’ll have to talk to me.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” He inputted the info, then tucked the phone back into the holder. “I’ll let you shingle. It was nice to meet you. Feel free to rescue me again.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Benny grinned and hefted a pack of shingles onto his shoulder. He climbed the ladder up to the porch roof and flexed as he put the shingles down.

Jon whimpered. Benny could really haul. “Do you run?”

Benny stepped to the edge of the roof and rested his hands on his hips. “What?”

“Do you run? Exercise?”

“I lift weights. Why?”

“I thought maybe you’d like to go for a run with me sometime.” Holy fuck, he’d just kind of asked Benny out. Hell yeah.

“You always run in the afternoon. I’m a morning guy.”

“Oh.” Jon paused. Benny was supposed to agree to join him. That’s what the other guys did… Well, shit. Jon twiddled with his headphones. “Wait, how’d you know about my run times?”

“You go past here nearly every day and have since the first of June. You’re hard to miss.”

“Is that a good thing?” Or bad? He hoped for the former.

“I’m just observant.”

And noncommittal with his answers. Damn it. “Okay, well, I’ll see you around. Maybe tomorrow when I run past here.”

“Same time, same channel,” Benny said. He waved and returned to the shingles.

What an odd guy, but handsome as hell and intriguing, too.

Jon headed home, but his thoughts never left Benny. The man knew the right moment to step in, which was kind of nice, and not Jon’s regular type. He liked pretty boys. Musicians or vocalists. He snorted and stopped in his driveway. He had no idea if Benny was even gay, much less if he was interested. The answer to his run question had been vague. Probably because Benny wasn’t homosexual.

He strode up the drive to the front porch and into his house, and kicked off his running shoes. He downed a bottle of water in what seemed like a single gulp. Trust him to find the one guy who wasn’t interested, and find him attractive.

He had to be out of his mind, but he wanted to go back. Wanted to talk to Benny and get to know him better.

He did have Benny’s number. What could he break in order to get the handsome home remodeler to come over?

Taken In by @WendiZwaduk #romance #menage #threesome #throuple #pnr #vampires #shifters

Taken In by Wendi Zwaduk

The Refuge Series

M/F/M, Menage, Anal Sex

 Paranormal, Contemporary

Totally Bound

Novella

Find what you need at the Store Front. Blood, sex…we have it all just for you.

The supernaturals have taken over the earth, leaving the humans to serve them. The Store Front is one place for the supernaturals to find partners for feeding and sexual needs. Vic, a wolf shifter, and Gale, a vampire, have a special human female they love to visit. They know the bond between them goes far beyond the bedroom, but convincing Kitty the triad should happen might not be so easy.

Kitty longs to leave the Store Front and the total darkness of the earth. The one bright spot in her day is a visit from Gale and Vic. She loves the two supernatural men, even if she can’t voice the words. Do they return her affections on a deeper level or is she just a pawn to them? She’s not sure, but she’s willing to risk her heart and get wild after dark in order to find out.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal sex.

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2015, All Rights Reserved

“Now there’s our girl.”

Kitty’s attention pricked. She knew that voice. Vic. She glanced up at the doorway. Vic and Gale stood watching her.

“Why do you look so sad, hon?” Vic crossed the room first and offered his hand. “The bastard tried something, didn’t he?”

She drank in Vic’s presence. The tight T-shirt clung to his muscled frame. Although he was in his human form, the power of the wolf showed through. His salt-and-pepper hair glimmered in the light. His blue eyes sparkled as he knelt beside her. She loved how he contrasted Gale’s tall frame.

“I’m okay.” She brushed her hair away from her face and allowed him to pull her to her feet. “He was pushy, but I handled it.” She turned over his wrist. “Ah, you’re here for sex and feeding.”

“Are you pleased?” Gale uncrossed his ankles and left the doorway. He didn’t just walk over to her. He stalked across the room. His gray eyes glowed and a lock of his sandy brown hair slipped over his forehead. His clothes hung on his lanky frame. He embodied the strength and sexuality of a vampire, but without the jackass attitude.

“I am.” She slid her hand into his. “I’ve been waiting on you both. It’s not as fun here without you.”

“Oh?” Vic closed the door and engaged the lock. “I’m honored.”

“You should be,” she replied. She shouldn’t have been snappy with them, but after the nasty vampire, her nerves were shot.

“He fed from you.” Gale caressed her arm. “Left big ass puncture wounds, too. Didn’t he bother to close them?”

“I—I didn’t look.” She glanced at her wrist. Bright red blood dripped down her arm. Well, shit.

Gale scooped her into his arms. “The bastard.” He carried her to the bed, then plunked her onto his lap. In one slick move, he licked the wounds shut and stopped the bleeding. “He had no right to do this to you.”

“It’s my job,” she managed. Her vision blurred a bit. How much blood had the vampire taken?

“Sleep, little one.” Gale stretched her out on the bed, then cuddled beside her.

Vic slipped between her and the wall. “Recharge. We’re not going anywhere.”

“No?” Her eyelids grew heavy and she fought to stay awake. “Don’t let me die.”

“We won’t,” Gale murmured. He tore into his wrist, allowing a rivulet of blood to dribble onto her lips. “Take some of mine and sleep.”

Stealing Home by @WendiZwaduk #complicatedseries #romance #contemporary

Stealing Home ~ A Complicated Novel by Wendi Zwaduk

Complicated series, Book 3

Contemporary, New Adult

Novel

Megan Slayer Publications

The last person she expected to fall for her just might be the one she’s been looking for all along.

Bliss McMahon isn’t looking for love. She’s got a degree to complete and a life she wants to live. Besides, love isn’t looking for her. The last and only time she’d tried dating, the whole situation had ended in disaster. Being twenty-one and never going beyond second base doesn’t exactly endear her to the guys, but the one guy she never expected to notice her has. Will she give him a shot or run the other way?

Evan Phillips has a way with the ladies. He can charm them just as easily as he hits homeruns, but this ballplayer has a problem. He won’t be able to pass art history without help. Enter Bliss. Sure, he’s dated her roommate, and yes, Bliss can’t stand him, but he’s not about to back down from the challenge of getting her help. She’s spunky, out of his league and just who he wants. Can the ballplayer convince Bliss he’s up for more than one inning or will she forfeit before the game begins?

He’s ready to steal home in order to win the woman of his dreams.

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