Best I Ever Had by @WendiZwaduk #romance #threesome #gay #gayromance #menage #menageromance

Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk

Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1102435287

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Best-Menage-Romance-Scarred-Hearts-ebook/dp/B01E2LK3EA/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1460426493&sr=1-2

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/best-i-ever-had-2

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Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/4NKBxb

EXCERPT –

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.

No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”

She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?

“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.

Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”

“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”

The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”

She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.

“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”

“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”

“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint. Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.

Whatever.

“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”  

Second Chances by @wendizwaduk #contemporary #romance #secondchances #hot

SECOND CHANCES by Wendi Zwaduk

In Ebook format AND also Print!

Anything is possible when you only accept the best—even if it takes some second chances. Four stories of white hot romance from bestselling authors, Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer.

SIMPLY THE BEST

Can this seasoned officer accept what he never knew he wanted? The saucy librarian longs to wrap herself in his muscle-bound arms, but can a chance encounter really be simply the best?

SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL

He drives fast, lives on the edge and loved once, but things ended in disaster. Can he accept the woman who holds his heart, despite all of their jagged past? She never intended to leave him, but life got in the way. Is coming to terms with her past the key to winning back the love of her life?

BEST I EVER HAD

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing she has not one, but two sexy men willing to keep her safe. Sam and Quint had it all until she came along. Can these three find love beyond the bedroom or will things go up in flames?

SWEET IN HIS ARMS

Gage Bell considered Ryan Dane the one that got away—except he never pursued Ryan in the first place. He’s done trying to ignore the way Ryan makes him feel. Now an incident on the track has given him the right incentive to find the sweetness he’s always known he could find in Ryan’s arms. If Ryan will give him an inch and let him take the wheel, Gage is ready to run to the right man over and over again.

Available in print on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Second-Chances-Anthology-Wendi-Zwaduk/dp/1530159695/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1459612284&sr=8-2&keywords=Wendi+Zwaduk

Available in Digital Format here:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01ENPF6XS?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1123686545;jsessionid=EE35C1A49A395174284219FF9E27BA99.prodny_store02-atgap01?ean=2940153166780

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EXCERPT FROM SWEET IN HIS ARMS

©Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Gage licked his lips. He could do this. If he could pass in the turn with cars three wide, he could tell Ryan how he felt and ask him out.

“Have you ever liked someone, but you weren’t sure how to tell them?” Christ, he sounded so juvenile. “Like, you knew they were out of your league?”

“I doubt there’s anyone in town out of your league. Just be yourself and ask.” Ryan licked the mayo off his fingers.

Again, the man probably wasn’t trying to turn him on, but damn it, Ryan had Gage on a hair-trigger.

“So you’d consider it?” Gage held his breath and sagged against the side of the truck bed. Asking the question took a lot out of him.

“Sure, I’d consider it. I mean, I doubt anyone in town wants to date me. They all still think I’m either a freak or trying to get attention.” Ryan shrugged. The wind caught a lock of his hair and swept it in front of his eyes. “Most of our class at Gilead High hated me when they found out I’d come out.”

“I didn’t.” No, he’d fantasized about being just as brave as Ryan to come out and to be holding Ryan in his arms.

“Since when? You used to stand back and watch while the others insulted me. I seem to recall the senior squad of the football team pranking my house and my car at the time.”

Gage closed his eyes. He remembered the prank quite well. At the time, he’d only watched and kept his mouth shut. He hadn’t participated, but that probably meant little to Ryan.

“Anyway, if there’s someone you’ve got your eye on, just tell them. Lots of women are very interested in racers. Hell, watch the pits in one of the races where you’ve been knocked out early or there’s a couple of different divisions going. Women come out of the woodwork. I’ve had them come on to me plenty of times.” Ryan held up his sandwich. “Here’s to finding you a date.”

He gritted his teeth. Ryan had missed the point of what he was asking, but then, he hadn’t exactly been forthcoming. He had to take the chance and risk losing his burgeoning friendship with Ryan as well as his pride.

“So? Who is it?” Ryan sipped the soda and smacked his lips. “Do I know them? Or her? Whatever.”

“Yes. You know them.” His heart hammered and blood thrummed in his ears. He gulped air and attempted to harness his bravery. “It’s you.”

Smut Sunday with @MeganSlayer ~ Flowers #romance #dirty

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I dunno… I saw these flowers and thought, these could be used as a story starter for a D/s story. Something like she shows up in nothing but those flowers. Yeah? One tucked behind her ear and nothing else on. What do you think? What makes you think of smutty?

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By George Chernilevsky (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Let me know!!

And here’s a sample of Best I Ever Had – one of my favorite smutty stories!! Only $.99!!

Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk Best I Ever Had New Cover 1

Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer

 The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

 

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1102435287

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Best-Menage-Romance-Scarred-Hearts-ebook/dp/B01E2LK3EA/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1460426493&sr=1-2

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/best-i-ever-had-2

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/best-i-ever-had-wendi-zwaduk/1114843998?ean=2940153207292

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/695503

EXCERPT –

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.

No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”

She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?

“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.

Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”

“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”

The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”

She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.

“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”

“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”

“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint. Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.

Whatever.

“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”