When the Idea Strikes with @MeganSlayer #writing #ideas #creativity

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Sometimes it seems like the ideas just won’t come. Sometimes they’re stuck. Like, really stuck. I can’t seem to work out what will happen next…at all. No matter what I do, I’m just…stuck.

That happened this past weekend. I’d worked on a story that’s been there the whole time, but just wasn’t ready yet. I had this character who has been difficult. I knew he wanted his story told, but he just wasn’t ready yet. So I thought he was. I started his story and had a word count limit. I knew I’d blow the limit. I tend to do that anyway. But this time, I knew it was going to happen. But I thought, hey, I can turn this into two stories.

Then the story fell apart. Kind of. It wasn’t going to work for the particular situation I was using it for. Now for some writers, this wouldn’t be a big deal. Write it anyway and publish it. But I don’t work that way. I want the story to be right. I don’t like to rush.

So then I was asked to take part in an anthology. I won’t lie. The previous story running into bumps threw my muse into a tailspin. I used to be able to work on two or more manuscripts at one time. Not any longer. I need to concentrate and for me the story works better when I’m focusing on one. So… The previous story wouldn’t work for the anthology, but I really wanted to take part.

What’s a writer to do?

I let my muse have a break. Yep. A big old break. The funny part is, when I let the muse off the hook, that’s when they (I’m convinced my muse is a couple) decided to cooperate. They came up with a fantastic idea. I had no clue they’d do that. Most of the time when I give them a break, they take forever to work with me.

But this post is about the idea striking. I set out to plot the story, since I had the start. But the more I wrote the outline, the more the actual story came forth. Fast and furious. I’ve been working on it ever since. I love when this happens. The story is there, it’s flowing and the idea is fresh. It makes me happy to write. I love to create. When I’m not writing, I’m not…me.

Does this happen to you? Have you ever had something not so fun turn into something fantastic? I’d love to hear about it.

Speaking of something not so fun turning into something pretty great, my upcoming release, Doc Cedarwood. Check it out!

Doc Cedarwood by Megan Slayer

Single Father Society, Book 5

Full Length Novel

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex

From Loose Id Publishing

Cover Art by April Martinez

Can an accident and a rim job lead to a lasting love?

Aiden Connor wasn’t looking for a date. Sure, he wanted one, but relationships seem to be too difficult to maintain. He’s an ER doctor and doesn’t have time for commitment…that is until he runs over a curb and needs a new rim for his sports car. The mechanic isn’t anything like he expects, but could be the one man he needs if he’s willing to open his mind and heart.

Matt Phillips equated dating with disaster, but sees himself as an eternal optimist. When he sees Aiden, he wants to give relationships a try. Every cell in his body screams to get the sexy doctor naked and in his bed. But Matt has demons and addictions he’s still working through. Will he fall prey to his past or learn and move forward with the hot doctor?

Available soon from Loose Id Publishing: http://www.loose-id.com/single-father-society-5-doc-cedarwood.html

Tuesday Teaser ~ Doc Cedarwood by @MeganSlayer #mmromance @loose-id #contemporary

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Time for the Tuesday Teaser. This is a brand spanking new novel coming soon from Loose Id and Megan Slayer. Check out the cover! I love it!

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Single Father Society, Book 5

Full Length Novel

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex

From Loose Id Publishing

Cover Art by April Martinez

 

Can an accident and a rim job lead to a lasting love?

Aiden Connor wasn’t looking for a date. Sure, he wanted one, but relationships seem to be too difficult to maintain. He’s an ER doctor and doesn’t have time for commitment…that is until he runs over a curb and needs a new rim for his sports car. The mechanic isn’t anything like he expects, but could be the one man he needs if he’s willing to open his mind and heart.

Matt Phillips equated dating with disaster, but sees himself as an eternal optimist. When he sees Aiden, he wants to give relationships a try. Every cell in his body screams to get the sexy doctor naked and in his bed. But Matt has demons and addictions he’s still working through. Will he fall prey to his past or learn and move forward with the hot doctor?

Available soon!

Now for that Tease!

EXCERPT: ©2017 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

Aiden watched Aaron leave Matt’s room and a pang of jealousy hit him. He’d just gotten to know Matt and the connection was real. Was Matt that kind of guy who made everyone feel invited? Was he the type to click easily? Aiden scrubbed the back of his hand across his mouth. Man, he was overthinking things. The situation with Matt was new and fragile. Suck it up and stop expecting something so fast. But could he listen to his own advice? He ducked into Matt’s room and hoped for the best.

“Hi.” Matt sat on the edge of the bed. He’d managed to put his jeans on and wrangled a button-down shirt over his shoulders. “I really don’t like this thing.” He waved his arm in the sling. “Motherfucker, that hurts.”

“Which is why you’re not supposed to.” Aiden helped him finish putting the shirt on. “Don’t do that again without help.”

“Then be my help.” He wriggled his eyebrows. “I don’t want to be snarled up in this sling. I like to move.”

“You’ll be able to move before you know it. It gets easier.” He stood beside the bed and folded his arms. He sounded like a damn greeting card. “You’re waiting on the paperwork?”

“Yeah. I’m glad to get rid of the IV. I hate that stuff. You said saline, but it could’ve had something else mixed in.” Matt shook his head. “When you know addicts, you vow not to be like them. I don’t mind a beer every so often, but never pharmaceuticals. If I can’t have control, I’m not doing it.”

“Makes sense, I suppose, but it wasn’t mixed with anything. You like pain but on your terms.” Aiden notched his chin in the air. “Have you ever considered getting implants? The discs or whatever? They give me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about them.”

“Wow. No.” Matt struggled to his feet, wobbled, then sat back down. “I like the art and the pain, but I’m not into dermal anything. I’m also not used to being upright. Wow.” He leveled his gaze at Aiden. “I can’t stay here. I need to get out.”

Aiden recognized the pleading in Matt’s voice and couldn’t argue. He believed the best healing took place when the patient was the most comfortable—and usually at home. “The attendant will be here in a few with a wheelchair.” He paused. “It shouldn’t be much longer.”

“Are you leaving?” Matt asked.

“Yeah, soon. I’m late for a nap.” He didn’t move. He had to deal with his twinge of jealousy concerning Aaron. “I saw your business partner came back. He’ll take you home, right?”

“Yeah.” Matt toyed with the edge of the sling. “Would…would you be interested in stopping by my place? Say it’s to check on me or because we’re friends and we want to talk. I don’t care. Just come by.”

“Aaron isn’t staying with you?” He’d hate to impose.

“He’d love to be, but I told him no.” Matt tipped his head. “What do you think?”

“I think you’re supposed to have someone staying with you for the first twenty-four hours in case you have complications. You should have Aaron sleep over for a precaution.” He hated arguing and encouraging Matt to be with Aaron.

“Then you come over. We’ll talk more and you can watch me all you want. I’d planned on asking you to take me home so we could get to know each other better.” Matt reached for Aiden. “It’s forward and pushy, but it feels right to ask you.”

 

Tuesday Teaser ~ Bonding with Ben by @MeganSlayer #mmromance #mm #shifters

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bondingwithbenbookpageSometimes the biggest hurdle in life is accepting who you are and what you want.

Joe Dallas thought he’d escaped the draw of the shifters at the Sanctuary. He doesn’t mind. With his tendency to keep relationships simple, he doesn’t want to get involved with a lion shifter. Then there’s Ben. The quiet shifter piques Joe’s attention. When Joe accompanies Ben on a rescue mission, he realizes the attraction isn’t one-sided. But can a shifter and a human really make a relationship work? Joe isn’t sure.

Ben knows who he wants in his life and bed—Joe. The lion wants to bond with the human he desires. The difference in their species doesn’t bother him a bit. Will the shifter be able to convince Joe they have a future or will fear dominate and destroy the love before it can blossom?

Warning: Once you’re in the sight of this shifter, you may be the “mane” attraction. This lion doesn’t give up until he has his prey.

 Available at:
Resplendence Publishing or Get Your Copy Here!

Now for that tease!!

What was it about Ben that kept Joe thinking about him? He closed his eyes and stood under the searing-hot spray. With other guys, Joe did the casual thing. Have a good time but no strings, so no one got hurt. Until now, that plan had worked. Right?

Kind of. Sure, he had nothing holding him down, but when he looked at John and Markas together, jealousy hit. He wanted that kind of devotion. Would he get it with Ben?

Ben was certainly different. He was innocent and deserved someone worthy of him. Joe wasn’t worthy of too much of anything. He’d had a little too much fun and broken a few too many hearts along the way. Ben needed true devotion and a good match.

Joe snorted. He was great as a reporter and nosy as hell, but he sucked at relationships. Ben deserved a partner, not a player.

Still, he liked Ben. He worried about the shifter and wanted him to be happy. Could Joe make Ben happy? Doubtful.

Joe opened his eyes and washed the cum from his body. He’d be a friend and help Ben find a suitable partner. No romantic entanglements—just friendship—even if it damn near killed him not to be the man in Ben’s arms and bed.

This was one situation he couldn’t screw up.

 

Smut Sunday ~ Never Give You Up by @MeganSlayer #smutsunday #mmromance #vampires

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It’s time for the Smut Sunday Post. I love these. Something hot and sweaty for the day… Here’s my contribution to the Smutty Fun!!

Battle Scarred 5: Never Give You Up by Megan Slayer 

Loose Id

Contemporary, Paranormal (Vampires)

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Through time, distance and confusion, we will always find each other.

Galen Collins knows who he loves, but the vampire of his dreams, Anders Von, isn’t interested. What’s a vampire to do when he’s been rejected? Go to the clubs for sex. He’ll get Anders out of his mind one way or another. But there’s something wicked on the horizon in the form of a virus meant to wipe out supernatural beings. Forces who hardly know Galen are out to keep him and Anders apart. Will he allow the demons to win, or will he chase Anders to the ends of the earth?

Anders has always had a crush on Galen, but things never worked out right time-wise. Galen is the one vampire to make his emotional heart race. He wants to strip Galen to his core and explore every inch of him. Will Anders take the chance to be with Galen and discover how well they fit together or will the virus take Galen before Anders makes his move?

Available from Loose Id http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-5-never-give-you-up.html or wherever ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/mV7LKM

Now for that smut!!

Anders kissed him and captured Galen in an one-armed embrace. He slid his free hand over Galen’s crotch. He knew Galen wasn’t lacking but caressing his dick, even through the fabric of his boxer briefs, made Galen’s endowment more obvious. He sucked on Galen’s tongue, simulating sex. Holy shit. He wanted this man. How had he kept his distance this long? Because he’d been with others. He’d punished himself by staying away from Galen in case he’d ruin the friendship. Was this his fear of losing Galen manifesting? Or was it something deeper? Had to be. He couldn’t see the future without Galen.

Galen wound his arms around Anders’s neck and ground against him.

“Like that? The way I’m touching you?” Anders asked. He nipped Galen’s bottom lip. Now that he had Galen in his embrace, he wanted to experience everything about him.

“Uh-huh.” Galen groaned. He held Anders to his chest, then pinned him to the wall. “Fuck.”

“Me?” Anders asked, finishing Galen’s statement. Anders shoved his jeans and boxers down his thighs. The garments plopped around his ankles. He braced his shoulders on the wall. He bit back a chuckle. He and Galen were in the midst of a telepathic connection. How could there be a wall wherever they were? Better yet, what else could they conjure? He cupped Galen’s ass. Holy shit, the man had a nice butt. His desire for the others melted. His fear dissipated. If Galen and the supers were giving him the opportunity to be with Galen, he’d take it.

“Want me to…do you?” Galen’s eyes widened. He didn’t look or sound sure of himself.

“I do.” He nipped Galen’s bottom lip again, then captured his and Galen’s dick in his hand. Stroking both cocks together, sent shivers through Anders. For the first time in what seemed like forever…he felt warm. Like red hot. Like he was human again. He loved this feeling. Loved how being around Galen seemed to make him complete. Goddess, he wanted Galen to take him. To turn his ass red and break him down. To punish him for taking so long and being with others while he needed Galen, then to build him up again. He needed a man to dominate him and put him in his place. A safe spot to land, but also someone who cared—who loved him with the right amount of pleasure and pain he’d never been able to tell anyone he craved.

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Draft Edition #3 ~ With @MeganSlayer

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The draft created so many great quotes. I couldn’t let the multiple rounds go without commentary. Besides, it’s a reason to talk about the Bengals and football!! Who Dey!!!

Now, about those quotes…

“Most explosive back.” 

He does leave his mark.

“A little grabby.”

It’s all about the scene and what works.

“Does have a little tightness.”

Because anything less is uncivilized.

“Plays under control and regains when he needs to.”

He’s the man.

“He loves tight ends.”

And they love him, too.

“Took a long time to get under there.”

He’s learning his way around and wanted to really get the lay of the land. He’s thorough.

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Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0

Smut Sunday ~ What a Night by @MeganSlayer #smutsunday #mf #IR #hotromance

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It’s time for the Smut Sunday post! I love these. A chance to post something with no holds barred. I love that. Check out this offering from my re-release, What a Night!!

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Club Rules, #4

Digital List Price: $0.99

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He’ll make her fantasies come true.

Mark wants this anniversary to be one his wife, Lyssa, will never forget. He’s going to pull out all the stops and make love to her all night long. But she’s got a few tricks up her satin sleeves as well. Will his plans go up in smoke, or will this be the night they’ve dreamed of?

Search Terms: Short Story, BDSM, Romance, Interracial Romance, Erotic Romance, Contemporary Erotic Romance

Now for that Smuttiness:

Copyright© 2017 Megan Slayer

Mark spread her cunt lips open once more. While he sucked on her clit, he pressed the blunt head of the toy against the mouth of her vagina. He kept his gaze on hers. “Breathe for me, Lyssa.” He eased the toy into her tight pussy, inch by inch. Her nipples pebbled and more perspiration dotted her upper chest like jewels.

“Baby,” she cried. Her head lolled on her shoulders. She rocked her hips and dug her feet into the edge of the mattress. “Fuck.”

Ah, her cues. The swear words meant she was right on the edge. Perfect. Mark buried his face in her pussy lips. With one hand, he tapped the end of the toy. With the other he massaged the dribbled lube and her juices over her asshole. The combination of sensations proved to be her weakness. She curled forward, grabbing his hair.

The pain in her touch only added to his pleasure.

“Fuck, feels so fucking good,” she moaned. She squeezed her legs tight around his head and tensed. Her entire body quaked. “Shit.”

Mark kept his thumb on the tight rosette of her ass, but let the toy slide from her vagina. He lapped at her cream. Lyssa sagged beneath him. The plug nestled between her ass cheeks on the bed.

“Whoa.” She let go of his hair and sighed. “Damn.”

He rose up between her knees and kissed the skin on her inner thigh. Getting her to scream and cream? A job well done. Knowing round two wasn’t far off? Perfect. He nipped behind her knee. “Made my anniversary fucking hot, and we’ve just begun.”

You’ve Got the Look by @MeganSlayer #outnow #newrelease #MF #interracial #romance

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Club Rules, #5

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Before this photo shoot gets going, things are sure to sizzle and that’s just what she wants.

Drea knows what she wants before the photography shoot—a man who’s got the look. Billy fits that description, but is he interested in what she’s got in mind? She’s not looking for love. She wants a hot time. Will he meet her expectations?

He’ll give her his best or die trying.

Search Terms: BWWM, Short Story, BDSM, Erotica, Interracial Romance, Romance, Erotic Romance, Contemporary Erotic Romance

©Megan Slayer, 2017. All Rights Reserved

Billy stared at her. He’d heard of her legendary appetite for her costars. Did she want him? God knew he wanted her. He’d walked into the room with a damned hard on. Just thinking about Drea O’Neal kicked his blood pressure to the ceiling. He leaned on the doorframe of her dressing room. She hadn’t answered him yet—not in words—but the hunger in her eyes was undeniable.

“Do you have a problem with the lighting? I can change it to flatter your,” he swept his gaze over her body, “curves.” The robe obscured his view and he yearned to shove the damned thing out of the way. He refrained. Part of what he liked about Drea was definitely her looks, but the bigger part was the way she took control. He wanted her to pick him for her next conquest.

Drea stepped forward and hooked her fingers in the waistband of his jeans. She tugged him into the dressing room.

“You know what I want.” She nudged him onto her couch, then clicked the lock on the door. “You.” She raked her fingers down her chest to the knot in her robe, then untied the pesky sash. The deep blue satin slipped off her shoulders, revealing her ample curves inch by inch. “I want you to make me come three times before the shoot starts. Think you can manage? Or am I too much woman for you?”

“I’ll give you my best try.” His mouth watered. He’d seen plenty of her pictures and had a collection of her work on his computer, but none of that held a candle to the real woman. The cups of her corset top barely contained her breasts and the round outline of her nipples showed just below the lace. She strode toward him on spindly high heels, then settled on his lap. Oh Christ.

Billy slid his hand up her deep brown thighs, delighted by her soft skin. The tiny thong covered the thinnest strip of her pussy. She scooted forward and rubbed her damp cunt on the bulge in his pants.

“Do you like what you see?”