Running to You by @meganslayer #coverreveal #comingsoon #gay #gayromance #mlrpress #meganslayer

RUNNING

Running to You by Megan Slayer

Picture This, Book 4

MLR Press

Contemporary New Adult 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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Beautiful Music Together by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #novella #mlrpress #contemporary

Beautiful Music Together by Megan Slayer MUSIC.jpg

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?

 

Go All the Way by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #erotic #contemporary

Go All the Way by Megan Slayer GO.jpg

Book 3 in the See Me series

MLR Press

Contemporary, Erotic

M/M, Anal Sex

Short Story

 

It’s going to be the wedding of the year—if the wedding happens.

 

Peter Barnes has known since the moment he met Kenley Kissinger that Kenley was the one. He popped the question and on Valentine’s weekend, they’re going to make things legal. There’s just one problem and it isn’t Kenley getting cold feet. One of Peter’s ex-boyfriends has materialized. He’s not making things easy for the couple. Will Peter and Kenley make it to the altar and go all the way, or will the past tear them apart before anyone mutters the words, I do?

 

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Forty-six hours and counting until we’re legal.” Peter Barnes eased up behind his fiancé, Kenley Kissinger and nibbled on Kenley’s earlobe. “Forty-six hours until we’re set.”

“We’re already set. We live together. How is that not set?” Kenley chuckled and resumed washing the dishes. He placed a soapy plate under the faucet and rinsed. “The wedding just means we’re official. Speaking of official, you never did say how we were handling the name situation. I’m fine with a hyphen.”

“I forgot about it. A hyphen works for me.” He let go of Kenley and picked up the towel. He liked the domesticity he and Kenley had settled into. He had a place he belonged and someone who loved Peter—not the male model part of his persona. He dried one of the dinner plates and glanced around the kitchen. When he’d moved in with Kenley, the house resembled Kenley’s tightly wound personality. The man liked his organization and hated clutter. Peter loved clutter. He loved leaving his clothes all over the floor and his styling products around the bathroom sink. They were opposites in most every way, but they seemed to make things work, and he loved it.

“Did you finalize the guest list?” Kenley turned off the water and wiped his hands on a towel. “Your friend, Roscoe, told me over the phone that he was doing the place cards. Peter, I thought we’d decided on a small wedding.”

“We did.” He’d forgotten about talking to Roscoe. The wedding to Kenley was in less than two days. He couldn’t seem to keep his head on straight, let alone remember who he’d delegated to help with the planning. Getting married on Valentine’s Day had been a stroke of genius on his part and he wanted to get the ceremony over with. He was ready to be officially married to Kenley.

 

Seeing You Again by @meganslayer #contemporary #gay #gayromance #erotic #mlrpress #meganslayer

Seeing You Again By Megan Slayer SEEING

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex

From MLR Press

Cover by Kris Jacen

Part of the Picture This series, Book 3

 

Brandon Kidd has three loves – his art, the music of Depeche Mode, and his boyfriend, Aydin. He’s seen the band in concert a few times but needs to see them one more time. He’s determined to go to the Cleveland event. There’s only one snag. Aydin doesn’t share his devotion to the band. When an opportunity to attend comes along, Brandon has to decide between following his desire and his heart.

 

Aydin may not be a fan of Depeche Mode, but he’ll do anything for Brandon. Plus, Brandon’s birthday is coming up. How better to spend the day than to take the love of his life to the concert of the year? But Brandon’s pulling away. Will Aydin’s surprise work out, or will the special night be their last?

 

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2018, all rights reserved

 

“I’d drive forever to see Depeche Mode in concert,” Brandon said. “Seriously, forever.”

“Depeche Mode?” Aydin sighed. He loved Brandon, even if he didn’t share Brandon’s taste in music. “If you drive forever, you’d never see them. You’d be driving.”

“You knew what I meant.” Brandon stuck out his tongue. “I’m going to sit on that website until the tickets go live.”

“The radio station’s been promoting the concert pretty heavy all week. What if you don’t get the tickets?” All Brandon had talked about was getting into the concert. He had no real plan other than to hope he’d be quicker than everyone else trying to get tickets. The concert hadn’t been announced until three weeks before the event. The tickets weren’t going on sale until two weeks prior to the concert. “You might not get on the site, let alone nab those elusive tickets. Everyone wants to see the band.”

“I’m thinking positive.” Brandon grinned. “My parents or sister might be able to help. Chris knows people.”

“He’s only got a part-time job reading the news at the radio station. He’s kind of low in seniority.” But Chris, Brandon’s brother-in-law, did know people in the music business and could help.

“So? They owe me.” Brandon fluttered his hand. “My birthday’s coming up.”

“I know.” Aydin plunged the last plate into the soapy water. He’d been with Brandon since the beginning of the year. He hadn’t thought he had a chance with Brandon. His boyfriend was so flamboyant and loud. Brandon knew everyone. He wore makeup and colored his hair according to his mood. How he’d ever noticed Aydin was beyond Aydin’s understanding. He was plain, quiet and nothing like Brandon, but they worked as a couple. Opposites attracted. He washed the plate and tried to ignore Brandon’s whining.

“I’m dying here. Do you know how it feels to need to see the band that’s been the soundtrack to your life? How it feels to not get to see them live? It’s killing me,” Brandon said. “Killing me.”

“Aren’t you being overly dramatic?” Aydin asked. He rinsed the plate. “Your entire life? You listened to Depeche Mode at age three?”

“You knew what I meant.”

“I did.” He dried his hands, then wrapped his arms around Brandon. “Don’t freak out about not getting those tickets until you don’t have them.” He paused. “Oh, and I know how it feels never to see my favorites live. I’ll never see Glenn Miller’s orchestra, Judy Garland, or George Michael since they’re all dead. I never saw any of them on stage, but I’m still breathing.”

Brandon frowned.

“Can’t argue, can you?” He kissed Brandon. “I know what you mean about the band, though.” He had to smooth it over. Brandon hated to lose arguments or be discounted. Aydin let go of him. “I do understand, though. You’ve had music at each of your gallery shows, and most of the songs are Depeche Mode. I listen to you working to music.” He was more of a showtune kind of guy, but he appreciated Brandon’s taste. “You go with what you like best.”

“Then you know why I have to be there. My creative spirit depends on this concert,” Brandon said. He dried the first plate. “I need it.”

Aydin rolled his eyes and resumed washing the rest of the dishes. “Careful. If you get any more dramatic, people will think you’re auditioning for a film role or a play over at the theater.” He bumped shoulders with Brandon. “Thanks for helping me finish these.”

Brandon sighed, drawing the noise out. “I’ve got to see that band.”

“I know.”

“I need a plan.”

“You do.” He wouldn’t argue. Brandon was too driven.

Brandon snapped his fingers. “I’ll get your computer and mine going at the same time, and whichever one gets onto the site, plus to the ticket page first, that’s the one I’ll use.”

“Whatever works.”

“Aydin.”

He rolled his shoulders to crack his spine. “What?”

“I wish you understood. Glenn Miller and Judy Garland have been dead for years. You’d never be able to see them. You don’t get how important this is,” Brandon said.

“I do understand.” Why wasn’t Brandon letting this go? “You love them. You want to see them. Do it. I don’t care.”

“You’re making light of this,” Brandon said. “For me, it’s do or die.”

“No, it’s not. You won’t drop dead if you miss the concert.” He finished washing the dishes and drained the water. “But I do get the importance. What I meant with the ‘whatever works’ comment was, do whatever you have to do in order to get those tickets–as long as it’s not illegal. I’ll help you and won’t get in the way.”

 

 

Sparkling New Year by @MeganSlayer #Gay #gayromance #sweetromance #romance #contemporary #meganslayer

Sparkling New Year by Megan Slayer SPARKLING

Contemporary, Sweet Romance, New Adult

M/M interaction

From MLR Books

New year, new relationship?

Dating and Aydin Madison haven’t been good friends. He’s shy, bookish and would rather be with his set designs than most people. He knows his way around the theater, but his love life is non-existent. He knows whom he’d like to date–Brandon Kidd, the boy du jour of the art school. He’d love to rub Brandon the right way. It’s too bad Brandon doesn’t seem to know Aydin exists.

When freak circumstances throw these two together, they’ll have to decide if the sizzling connection is the key to their happy new year or just a fluke.

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His Valentine by @meganslayer #valentine #gay #gayromance #erotic #newadult #mlrpress #meganslayer

His Valentine VALENTINE

A Picture This novella, book 2

Megan Slayer

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

New Adult Contemporary Romance

 

They’ve come together for Valentine’s Day, but can the romance last?

 

Brandon Kidd thought he overcame his demons. He thought he’d conquered his addiction to booze and his need to be promiscuous. He thought he’d left his depression behind. Why? He met and is dating Aydin, the man who stokes his muse. But the depression and his insecurity have come back, and he’s also got to pass his annual review for his fine arts program. He’s got to get through the grueling review, open up to Aydin and have the Valentine’s Day he deserves?

 

Aydin loves Brandon. He sees the changes in his boyfriend and wants to help, but how do you help when you don’t know the problem exactly? To compound the problem, Brandon’s brother, Benson, has started causing trouble. Benson doesn’t want his brother to be gay, let alone in a relationship. Aydin found the strength to admit he wanted to be with Brandon. Aydin’s come into his own. Will he be enough for Brandon or will the crushing outside influence be too much to overcome?

 

They’ve come together for Valentine’s Day, but can the romance last?

 

Available in February from MLR Press: https://www.mlrbooks.com/books.php

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Excerpt:

©2018 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“It’s Valentine’s Day. What’s on your docket?”

“I’m not sure. Aydin said something about a plan and celebration. I’m the lousy boyfriend this time. I hadn’t gotten him anything and was going to on the way home.” The tips of his ears burned. “I was so worried about the review, I kind of forgot it was Valentine’s Day.”

“You forgot?” she blurted.

“I did.” He walked beside her. “I was going to get him flowers.”

“Flowers?” She stopped in her tracks. “Are you serious?”

“He likes them.”

“Not chocolates?”

“He doesn’t like them. I thought he did, but he just ate the ones I got him for Christmas because he didn’t want them to go to waste.” When she started walking again, he fell into step beside her. “I know what he likes—now.”

“Flowers, eh?” She laughed. “And what else? Some hey-hey?” She elbowed him. “Right?”

He wasn’t about to tell her the other gift would be a blow job.

“Well, good.” She stopped at the classroom door. “I hope you have a good night.” She poked her head into the classroom. “Bye, Aydin. Have a wicked hot night.”

“That’s the plan.” Aydin left his spot on the desk and picked up the portfolio. “Ready?”

Heat slid through Brandon’s body. He couldn’t wait to get home. He’d strip Aydin down and taste every inch of him. “Yeah.”

“Good. Let’s go. I drove, so we can blow this popsicle stand.” Aydin carried the case out of the room. “Goodnight, Georgie. Do you need us to walk you out?”

“Nah, I’m meeting my friend Durand upstairs.” She waved. “Night! Do all the things I can’t do but want to watch.”

“We will,” Aydin called.

Brandon stood rooted to the spot for a second. Do all the things I can’t do but want to watch…holy shit. And Aydin hadn’t batted an eye. Damn. Excitement radiated through Brandon. He had the guy, the grade, and good friends. Now, he’d have a hot Valentine’s Day. Fucking sweet, indeed.

 

Revealing Me by @MeganSlayer #gay #gayromance #meganslayer #mlrpress #mlrbooks #contemporary #malemodels

Revealing Me by Megan Slayer  me

M/M, Anal Sex, Short Story, Contemporary, Second Chance Romance

From MLR Press

Can a one-night stand lead to the love of a lifetime?

Kenley Kissinger knew from the moment he met Peter, he’d never be the same. The white hot memories of their fling imprinted themselves on his mind. He can’t get over the handsome blond man. But since their night together, he hasn’t heard from Peter. Do they have a future or should he quit while he’s ahead?

Peter Barnes hasn’t forgotten Kenley, but he’s got a few secrets he’s not ready to spill. With the help of a masquerade ball thrown for the neighborhood and one nosy neighbor, he’s out to get his man. Once the masks are off, he’s ready to bare his soul. Will Peter be able to convince Kenley to give him a second try or is this pairing destined to be just a fling?

 

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EXCERPT:

©MeganSlayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved

Chapter One

Kenley Kissinger loved balls, but not this kind of ball. Fantasy gatherings with elaborate masks and groups of people together having fun-not awful, but not great for a guy who preferred to keep to himself.

He adjusted the mask over his eyes. He hated masks. Truth be told, he hated to have his face covered. He preferred honesty, but this damn ball wasn’t about honesty. It was a celebration, and no one gave a rat’s ass about his feelings.

He stepped into the Annex building and sucked in a long breath. His neighbor, Nadine, had rallied the neighborhood and conned everyone into holding a masquerade ball to celebrate the end of the summer. The kids were back in school and the floods that had ravaged the neighborhood over the summer were finally gone. The water levels for the Jeromesville Creek had reached record heights. But then the whole summer had been full of crazy weather and most people in Jeromesville, Ohio weren’t used to so much rain.

He turned his attention back to the dancers out on the street. He didn’t see how a party would make much difference, and boost morale after flooding, but whatever. He played along.

Maybe Peter would be there.

His breath clogged in his throat. He’d had a one-night stand with Peter two months ago, even called his cell phone a couple times afterwards, but Peter was always too busy to get together again.

In the course of one night, he’d fallen into lust with Peter Barnes. He had to be crazy. Peter wasn’t interested, but he kept thinking about the blond guy down the street. Why did Peter seem so sad? Why wasn’t he interested in getting together again? Why couldn’t Peter give him some sort of closure?

God only knew.

He and Peter hadn’t said anything about not wanting to share personal information. They seemed to be rather tight during the evening they’d shared, but then in the morning Peter disappeared. He wasn’t even sure what Peter did for a living.

He turned his attention back to the makeshift dance floor in the street. The DJ played 80’s dance music requiring everyone in the crowd to do the same steps. He’d never been good at those kinds of dances. His coordination didn’t work that way. He usually tripped over the person next to him or ended up five steps late on each move.

Leaning against the brick mailbox structure, he watched the dancers. A man with blond hair and a tailored suit danced along to the music. The black masquerade mask covered his eyes and forehead, but the rest of his face was up for viewing. When he smiled, a dimple deepened on his right cheek. Did he have scruff? Too hard to tell from so far away. He admired the build of the man’s body, strong like a bodybuilder, but wider in the shoulders and narrow around the waist with long legs. He sighed and bit back a grin. He liked men with long legs.

Peter had long legs and a dimple. He shivered. The memory of Peter’s kiss lingered in Kenley’s mind. He wanted to feel that desire again, and wanted to be loved.