You Belong to Me by @meganslayer #romance #threesome #menage #PNR #indiepubbed

You Belong to Me by Megan Slayer

Battle Scarred, Book 3

Contemporary, Paranormal

M/F, M/M, M/F/M, Ménage, M/M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Available from Megan Slayer Publications

The vampire and wolf shifter will protect Ava with their lives—because they belong together as deemed by the Sources. Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

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The world can crumble around us, but we’ve always got each other. Always.

Ava Grant learned the hard way not to trust anyone. Trust equaled opening up to another person and allowing herself to be hurt. She’s done with pain—until she’s summoned by the Sources. Her world is thrown into upheaval. Two men can help her, if she’s willing to let them in. Will she able to open her heart to a vampire and a wolf shifter?

Joachim Stokes and Padraig O’Malley are the best of friends. The attraction between them is palpable, but there’s something missing. When they are tasked with protecting Ava, they realize they’d found what they’ve been missing—her. A bond forms between the three, but some bonds are meant to be broken. With the war heating up, her past won’t stay hidden forever.

Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

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Excerpt:

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“You can face me.” Padraig stayed in the doorway. “I’ll bite because I’m a vampire, but only if you allow it.” He chuckled at his horrible excuse for a joke. “Sorry.”

“Ha-ha.” Joachim stomped to his bed and then flopped face-first onto the mattress.

Padraig admired his friend’s position. He could ogle Chim’s ass all he wanted, but the pose made conversation difficult.

“We need to talk.” Padraig leaned against the bedpost of his bed. “Now.”

“Right.” Joachim rolled onto his back. “So you can tell me I’m an idiot. Well, get it out now. I can take it.”

“What are you talking about? You’re not an idiot.” Padraig sat beside Joachim. “But I could understand you better if you could at least look at me.”

“Better?” Joachim sat up and faced Padraig.

“Much, stubborn wolf.” Padraig stared. Joachim embodied the strength of the wolf, but in human form. He exuded power and sometimes patience. But looking at him, Padraig noticed the gauntness under Joachim’s eyes. “You haven’t been eating.”

“Not regularly. Nothing to hunt.” Joachim shrugged. “I’m managing.”

“Uh-huh.” Padraig glanced over at Joachim’s clenched hands. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-seven,” Joachim snapped. He leaped off the bed and then strode to the window. “I’m twenty-seven.”

Spoken like a man trying to convince himself. “Huh. I would’ve guessed you no more than twenty-three.” Padraig eased up behind Joachim without touching him. They’d fit together well—if they ever got their shit figured out. “I’m twenty-nine—well I was before I became a vampire. It dawned on me that we’d never discussed our ages before.”

“We spent most of our time hiding and being quiet. There wasn’t time to chat.”

“True.” Padraig rubbed Joachim’s shoulders. When the shifter didn’t pull away, Padraig continued touching him. “Are you done pouting?”

Joachim gasped, and then his shoulders sagged. “Yeah. I’d say what I was doing wasn’t pouting, but you’d know I wasn’t telling the truth.”

“I’m not sure why you think I’d call you an idiot. I don’t think you are. You’re a tad immature, but since I don’t know how you were raised, I can’t pass judgment.”

“Fine. I’m twenty-three.”

“I assumed as much.” Padraig suppressed his pleasure in guessing correctly.

“How?” Joachim turned around, finally facing Padraig. “No one ever questioned me.”

“You’re sulky, pouty, and not as weary of the world as some people.” Padraig curled his fingers under Joachim’s chin. The man also had a youthful glow and a light in his eyes Padraig couldn’t deny. Oh and Joachim’s smile…Padraig bit back a light moan. His smile melted Paddy’s heart.

“Oh.” Joachim didn’t pull away.

“It’s not a bad thing, being you.” Goddess, he sounded like his father. Padraig grunted. Wouldn’t dear old Dad love to know his gay son had a thing for a straight guy? Padraig swiped his thumb across Joachim’s bottom lip. “Now, about the other thing. I’m bisexual. I tend to swing more toward guys, but some women catch my fancy. Is Ava pretty? Yes. Would I take a tumble in the sheets with her if she asked? You bet. Am I trying to get her into my bed? No.”

“I knew it.” Joachim inched away from Padraig, putting space between them. “You’re not obvious, but I knew you were hot for her.”

“I’m also attracted to you.”

Ariadne’s Vampire by @meganslayer #romance #vampire #hot #pnr #indiepubbed

Ariadne’s Vampire by Megan Slayer

After Dark Series, #3

M/F

Contemporary Paranormal Romance

Megan Slayer Publications

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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EXCERPT:

©2018 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“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.

You Have Me by @meganslayer #romance #PNR #erotic #bdsmromance #hot #indie

You Have Me by Megan Slayer

Megan Slayer Publications

Contemporary Paranormal Romance

BDSM Romance

Erotic

Novella

Vampires

When the rest of the world crumbles and fails, you have me.

Kynan Laing gave up his mortal soul to the will of the Sources, the ancient beings in charge of the universe. With the sensual grace and speed in his vampire form, he serves in his role as a Protector for the Supernatural world. But the impending war between the Supers and Hunters is heating up. The woman he’s charged to protect is all grown up and the perfect submissive partner he wants. Can he keep his heart under wraps while keeping her safe?


Alexa Mercury doesn’t know why she’s supposed to trust the vampire, but she does. Even when she pushed him away, Kynan watches over her. She craves him like no other and wants to submit body and soul to him, even if he is a Supernatural creature of the night. When circumstances beyond her control force them together, Lexa will have to decide whether to offer her heart to the vampire or risk her very soul.

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EXCERPT:

Copyright © 2018 by Megan Slayer

Kynan closed the door to her room and enfolded her in his arms. He stroked her hair, breathing in the scent of her perfume. Watching her through the window paled in comparison to actually holding her.

“Stay with me tonight.” Lexa’s words curled around his heart. “I need you more than you know.”

“You have me,” he replied. She fit so perfectly against his body, like they’d been fated to be together. He thanked God and the forces who’d thrown them together. He kissed the top of her head. “You’re shaking.” Kynan carried her to the bed and cuddled her on his lap. Was their reuniting too much, too soon? Too bad.

“Don’t peer into my head.” Lexa rubbed his arm.

“I won’t.” Damn it. He’d spent so much time peering into the heads of humans he forgot what it was like to take someone on their word. “Tell me what’s upsetting you?” Besides her scary as hell ex happened to be a hunter and wanted him dead. “I’ll lay down my life for you.”

“You’re dead.” She tipped her gaze to his. His skin tingled from her touch on his arm. Most of the time he felt nothing. Now that he was with her, everything came into sharp focus. Her touch sizzled on his skin, and he longed for his heart to beat for her. He groaned.

“I don’t want to be alone.” Lexa kissed his neck, pressing her face to his jugular. “I want to feel loved, not like I’m a freak.”

“You’ve never been a freak.” Why should she feel that way? Because she liked kinky sex? Because she knew a vampire? Bullshit. “Tell me what you like.”

“You.”

Soft Steel by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #pnr @evernightpublishing

Soft Steel by Megan Slayer

Celestial Mates, Book 6

Contemporary Paranormal, Fantasy LGBTQ Romance

M/M, Anal Sex, Cross Dressing

Novella (21,000 words)

From Evernight Publishing

Cover Art by Jay Aheer

Celestial Mates, 6

Valermo Dax wants to be loved. He doesn’t fit into societal molds and he’s fine with that. If he can find a guy who adores him as-is, even better. Stripping isn’t getting him noticed by the kind of guys he wants to date—until Corey walks into the club.

Corey Blumenthal knows who he wants to see at the club—Val. Ever since they shared a biology class four years ago, he’s crushed on the sexy man sporting glitter and those sky-high heels. He finally winds up the courage to take Val home, but things don’t go as planned. A curse, shouted in anger, turns their world upside down.

Can these two men find the strength, courage, and love they always knew they had in order to save each other? Or will the curse change them forever?

Be Warned: m/m sex

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Excerpt:

He leaned across the console and kissed Corey. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet.” He engaged the engine. “I might be shit in the sack.”

“I doubt it.” He laced his fingers with Corey’s and relaxed. “Even if you are, I’ll teach you.”

Corey sped out of the lot. “I could use a good teacher.” He chuckled. “I saw you back in biology and wanted you, but when I gathered the courage to visit the club and saw you again … I knew I had to grow some balls. I had to have you.”

“I want to be owned.” He shifted on the seat. “Even if it’s by a teaching assistant.”

“Don’t make me sound so great.” Corey snorted. “Teaching art is my passion.”

“Art?” He could see it. Corey would be sexy as hell in nothing but an apron and standing in front of a canvas painting. “Any particular period or media?”

“Ancient Greek art is my favorite period and drawing is my medium.” He stopped at the Middlesex Hotel, then turned into the lot and parked. “Val, I think I know what Mitt meant.”

“Huh?” He’d tried to forget his former boss. “Ignore him.”

“I can’t,” Corey said. “The thing about Zeus. It wasn’t idle chitchat or bullshit. He uttered a mangled version of a real curse.”

“Curse? Mitt? Then only curses that man knows are four-letter words.” No way Mitt had the intelligence or balls to use a true curse.

“I know this stuff. It’s on pottery.” Corey’s brow furrowed. “I’m serious. He cursed you.”

He fought the urge to roll his eyes, but he’d play along. “Okay, how did he curse me? I’m going to lose my money? I’m not exactly rolling in the cash. I’ll be ugly? Many guys don’t want a man who wears women’s clothing and underwear. I’ll be lonely? He wouldn’t sink that low.”

“No, It’s not about those things—not exactly.”

“Then spit it out. How’d he curse me?” He’d love to hear this.

“You’ll turn to stone.”

Soft Bronze by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #hotread #pnr @evernightpub

Soft Bronze by Megan Slayer

Book 2 in the Celestial Mates series

Contemporary Paranormal Gay Romance

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Short Story

From Evernight Publishing

Art by Jay Aheer

Zelus, the god of jealousy, has been imprisoned in solid bronze for the last two millennia. A simple kiss can break the spell and free him from the metal—if his lover is willing to believe.

Camden Crowe isn’t a specialist in ancient artifacts, but he does know how to guard them. He spends his days working as a security guard in charge of keeping the bronze statue of Zelus safe. He can’t contain his attraction to the nude god. What will happen when the security geek finds out he’s stronger than he ever believed and can harness the power of the gods?

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Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2018, All Rights Reserved

Zelus placed his hands on the lid of the box. They couldn’t cover him. They couldn’t sell him. He was real. His heart hammered. This bastard couldn’t steal him or make money from him. No way.

Finally, he had his heart back. If he screamed, they’d know the curse had been broken, or at least they’d have him sent away from his guard. He’d have to bide his time and wait until someone opened the lid. He wasn’t sticking around for Gus to use him. Even if it took magic or begging his father, he’d get out of Gus’s clutches, then he’d find Camden.

He couldn’t believe his luck. He had finally found the person to break the curse, but now he was stuck in a crate, headed for a store’s window display.

What a time to not have his powers!

He’d wait. There wasn’t much else he could do. Zelus closed his eyes. Camden broke the spell once. With another kiss and a declaration of love, he could destroy the curse forever.

All Zelus had to do was hold on.

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Jessica by @meganslayer #romance #pnr #faeries #demons #afterdarkseries #indiepubbed #indiebooks

Jessica by Megan Slayer

Faeries Wear Boots

An After Dark Novella, Book 4

Contemporary, Paranormal Erotic Romance

M/F

An After Dark Novella

Can a faerie running from trouble and a demon full of it make love work?

Jessica’s never been the favorite faerie in the family. She’s rough around the edges and runs with a dangerous crowd. She wants to be loved, but who wants the daughter of the head faerie? She’s got secrets that could be deal breakers. Guys don’t want to date faeries and she’s tired of dead ends. Isn’t there one good man interested in being with a dark faerie?

Although Lane plays a mage on television, it’s just a role. No one cares that he’s a demon—not even Jessica. He senses the darkness within her, but there’s something else. She’s not like the others he’s met before. He wants to save her, even if only from herself. Will she accept the love of a demon, or run away before he has a chance to prove he’s worthy of a faerie?

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2019, All Rights Reserved

“You’re one strange demon.”

“Because I’m not biting your head off? Cursing you? Throwing you into the pits of Hell?” he asked. “Or something else I missed?”

“Because you’re not expecting me to jump into bed with you—yet—and you’re acting human. I still expect you to try to kill me or cast me into Hades, but not here. It’s too public,” she said. “Besides, you don’t know my name.”

“I can be scary if you’d like, but I don’t kill unless I have to and no, I don’t. Mine’s Lane.” He held out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you…?”

“Jessica.” She shook hands with him, then recoiled. “You’re steaming.”

“It’s part of being a demon.” His fingers tingled from her touch. He wanted more. “I promise not to cast you anywhere you don’t want to go.”

“Right.” She turned on her heel and left.

He stared at the vacant space where she’d been and shook his head. His radar was never wrong. The chemistry between them was strong. He knew it. Why didn’t she? When she held the microphone, his cock stood at attention. The sound of her voice made his heart beat faster. Her comments got him rock hard. Then there was her body—curves where a woman should be curvy, tits big enough for his hands and that ass… Christ, he wanted to gaze into her dark eyes and hold her. She captivated him like no other.

“You didn’t work on her hard enough,” Caroline snapped.

“You blew it,” Elaine added. “We’ll be stuck like this forever.”

“I’ve been a demon for a hundred years, girls. You’re lucky.” Lane tossed the publicity photos onto the table and folded his arms. He debated his choices. He could stalk the faerie, but that would be too weird. She’d said she worked at a bar. What if he showed up at the establishment? He could say he’d heard about the place and needed to see it for himself.

He’d rather she’d call him because he wanted to hear her voice again. Given the chance, he’d love to hold her. He’d strip her down and taste every inch of her body.

Power surged within him. Maybe she couldn’t save his soul, but she’d brought his dormant soul back to life and he wasn’t ready to quit. Was it possible he’d found his soulmate?

Soul Debt: Paid in Full by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #PNR #romance #hot @changelingpress #hotbuy

Soul Debt: Paid in Full by Megan Slayer

Number in Series: 1

BIN: 06226-02000

Word Count: 12K

Page Count: 40

Genres: Erotic Romance, Novella, Dark Fantasy, Paranormal

Themes: Gay, Dark Desire

Ever danced with the Devil? I have.

You know how people make deals with God? I made one with the Devil. For what, you ask? A boyfriend. Little did I know, the Devil would not only take me up on the deal, but make it worth both our whiles — just not in the way I’d imagined. Turns out, nothing in my world is what it seemed.

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EXCERPT:

copyright Megan Slayer 2013

I didn’t have to wonder long. When I woke up, my back ached. I rolled my shoulders and climbed out of bed. Slamming my body into the wall the night before might have had something to do with the overall crappiness I felt and the dull thud in my back. Or maybe it was the reminder that I’d done something so stupid even I didn’t believe I’d done it.

I raked my fingers through my hair, then stopped short. When I touched my scalp, I had a bump. Had I hit my head during the hallway interlude and forgotten? I didn’t think so. The spot didn’t hurt like a goose egg to the noggin might, but I had to be sure. I ran into the bathroom. Adam and Alex had left the room in disarray, so before I could look at my reflection, I had to pick up the damp towels and my wrinkled clothes. Normally I’m a neat freak. A place for everything and everything in its place. Except after last night, nothing seemed in order. I tossed the clothes into the hamper and hung the towels over the railing then checked my head in the mirror. I needed to shave. I don’t mind a little scruff, but too much and I look like I stepped out of an old western movie.

I crinkled my nose and looked at the bump. I expected just a lump under my skin. When I pulled my hair aside, my jaw slackened and I teetered on my feet. My skin was black. Not like a bruise dark, but black. Whatever I’d done, I’d given myself one hell of a wallop. I was smoothing my hair back into place when I noticed the other lump. A twin of the first one. I tipped my head. Two black bumps on my head.

Oh, shit.

No wonder the Devil had said love wouldn’t come the way I wanted. I looked like him! I had devil horns. Okay, so they were small, but they’d get bigger, right? Fuck. I touched the bumps once again. They didn’t seem to hurt, and my hair covered them enough if I raked it forward. I fiddled with my hair. I looked ridiculous, but maybe that would be enough to keep the rest of the world from seeing my twin issues.

Behind me my alarm beeped. Double shit. My shift at the bookstore started at ten. We could wear hats while working, so I grabbed a ball cap. I wouldn’t look like myself, but I didn’t care. No one needed to see the dreaded horns.

I finished getting dressed and sprinted down the block to the bookstore. I loved living a city block from work. Hell, everything I wanted to do was within walking distance. Great for the physique, but shitty for the wallet. I ducked in the back door and swiped my ID card through the reader.

“Nicky.”

One of the problems I’d hoped not to run into. “Heya, Caroline.” I liked her, but she liked me a little more than she should’ve. I’m gay, and she’s not going to change that fact, but I’m sure she wants to.

“Nice hat.” She toyed with the bill. “Didn’t know you followed football.”

“I watch some.” I’d bought the hat for a costume to impress a hot guy at a Halloween party, and the whole thing had backfired. I spent the night talking about how much I loved the San Francisco Giants. That would’ve been fine, except my hat was for the New York Giants. Yeah, not so good.

“Antonio’s filling in for Gina. Something about an interview for the doctorate program.” Caroline shrugged. “Like she’s doctoral material.”

“I don’t know,” I said and grabbed a box of books to shelve. “She knows art history better than anyone. If she’s happy, let her be.”

“You would take her side.” Caroline flounced away from me, her too-tight skirt bunching around her ample hips. If I were straight, I might have gone for her, but I’m not.

I checked the spines of the books. Romance. Great. I didn’t mind reading romance, but when the man of your dreams doesn’t know you exist, well, romance is a non-entity. I peeked over the shelves and sighed. Antonio. The man oozes sex. Nice muscles, black hair dusting his collar, always wearing button-down shirts and those tailored trousers. It’s like he works for a clothing store, but hangs out at the bookstore. I’d love to be half as classy as he looks. Even his old-school glasses, thick black frames with the little silver decoration on the hinge, look sexy on him.

“You’re staring again,” Caroline whispered.

Of all the people I worked with, Antonio was the one I wanted to get with. Yes, the guy was hot, but he didn’t act like he knew it. Maybe that’s what drew me to him — his confidence. He glanced over his shoulder and caught me staring. Instead of looking away or frowning, he grinned.

My heart melted. I’d been fucked by a dirty demon the night before, but seeing Antonio smile made me feel better.

I went back to shelving books and focused on the job. I couldn’t gawk at Antonio all day. The hours flew by. I broke down the cardboard box and heaved it into the recycle bin.

“Hi, Nicky.”

I didn’t have to turn around to know who spoke. “Antonio.”

Waiting on A Friend by @meganslayer #romance #gay #gayromance #recenthistorical #christmas @changelingpress #PNR

Waiting on a Friend by Megan Slayer

A Set in Stone Novella

Christmas, Recent Historical, Paranormal Gay Romance

From Changeling Press

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex

Art by Bryan Keller

King Mason doesn’t want to spend another year alone. He loves his job at the men’s shelter, but there has to be more from life than work. He’s seen the pretty blond man around the community and can’t wait to make a move at the Christmas street party.

Randall Stevens has big plans for Christmas 1980, and all of them involve meeting King Mason. He’s fallen hard for the man, and his wish is to take things to the next level. Christmas Eve just might be the night — except some wishes are meant to go sideways. Can Start Me Up help provide the solution he and King need?

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Frost Moon by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #pnr #hot #christmas @mlrbooks

Frost Moon by Megan Slayer

Book 3 in the Moon Series

MLR Press

Contemporary, Paranormal, LGBT

Novella

M/M, Anal Sex

Jagger doesn’t want much for the holidays—just an angel for Christmas.

Christmas is the time to heal wounds and come together, especially if you’re an angel. Michael’s job for the last few hundred years has been to clean up the messes created by the humans and the demons. Although he loves his job, he wants more this Christmas than to watch everyone else be merry and bright. He loves the holiday and wants to share the day with someone special…especially once he sees Jagger. The sexy, but sad looking man has confessed he hates Christmas. Can a Christmas angel really sway the Scrooge and help him find more than just the beauty in Christmas?

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EXCERPT!! ©Megan Slayer, 2014,  All Rights Reserved

“Now, have you been good this year?”

“I’ve done the best with what I’ve got,” Jagger answered. He wasn’t kidding. He liked sex. He liked to mingle. There might have been an occasion or two where he’d had a few too many and gone home with a guy only to have the relationship last as long as the blow job, but who was honestly a total angel?

“I see. I’ll have to keep my eye on you.” Santa shifted in his seat. “What would you like for Christmas?”

“An angel.” 

“A what? A porcelain one?”

“No, no. Like the old song. An angel sent to me.” He’d loved that Shelly Fabares song so much. So the tune was hokey and the words were dated…he didn’t care.

“Ah. What do you want her to look like?” Santa asked.

Oh boy. Jagger fought the urge to roll his eyes. “I’d like him to be at least six feet tall. Brown hair. Shaggy hair, like just rolled out of bed shaggy. Blue eyes. Nice smile. Not a ton of chest hair. Great personality. Oh, and I want him to be the boyfriend type.” That about summed up what he’d wanted.

“You’re thorough.” Santa rubbed his chin. “That’s a tall order, pardon the pun.”

“I know. I figure you’re my last hope. I’ve tried meeting guys on my own. Tried the dating scene, the website thing, and the set up by friends thing. None of it has worked. If you can’t, then I’m hopeless, and December will forever suck.”

“Aren’t you positive?” Santa paused. His dark eyes glittered. “Does his name have to be Johnny?”

“Nope.”

“If you have this man come to you, you’ll enjoy the holiday?” Santa asked.

“I will.” Granted, he wanted the man to stick around and be more than short term, but love wasn’t going to happen overnight. 

“Well, I’ll see what can be done. You’re cutting it mighty close.”

“Don’t I know it.” 

Giving In by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #gaybooks #lgbtq #pnr

Giving In By Megan Slayer

A Shimmer Story

M/M, Anal Sex

Contemporary LGBTQ Romance

From MLR Press

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Mix two guys with simmering desire and add the new drink, Shimmer. What could go wrong?

Ronan’s been more than a little in love with Jaxon since they met four years ago. He wants a romantic relationship with his best friend, but they’re opposites. Jaxon’s bookish, quiet and observational, but Ronan’s the epitome of attention-seeking. Besides, Jaxon’s just out of a relationship. Would he want to start another love match, but this time with Ronan?

Jaxon knows how he feels about Ronan. He’d like to strip him down and kiss every tattooed and pierced inch of him. The thing is, he’s worried he’ll screw up the friendship if the romance fails.

The bar is closed for the night and there’s two shots of Shimmer left. So Shimmer creates a different sensation for each drinker. So it can cause unexpected results. It can’t make two guys on the verge of love fall for each other…can it?

EXCERPT: ©Megan Slayer, 2017, All Rights Reserved

“So there’s not much Shimmer left?”

“Like two shots at most.” He washed the rest of the glasses. “Did you want to try it?”

“Might as well. We’re supposed to push it. We should know what it tastes like and what it can do.” Ronan turned two of the ice-ball glasses over. “Fill ’er up. One for you and one for me. What do you

want to mix it with? I can’t remember half of the combinations.”

“What do you want to add? It’s your drink and your experience.” His hands shook. What the hell? He wasn’t a big drinker. Beer made him sick and the fruity drinks had too much sugar. For a guy who worked at a bar, he wasn’t much of an alcohol connoisseur.

“I’m going to mix mine with cola.” It worked with rum. Why not Shimmer?

“Hmm…I think…” Ronan picked up the soda hose. “Lemon-lime.” He poured the clear soda into one glass, then added cola to Jaxon’s. “You add the Shimmer.”

“Sure.” He poured the liquor into the glasses. “Ready?” He picked up his. “Should we toast?”

“Why not?” Ronan grinned. He licked his lips and screwed his face up as he seemed to consider what to say. “How about…to our health, friendship, and great sex. Bottoms up.”

Jaxon downed the drink and ignored the way Ronan’s words made him feel. Great sex. With him? He wasn’t sure. The booze burned on the way down. Shit. He should’ve asked someone how Shimmer and

cola made them react.

“Wow.” Ronan smacked his lips. “That’s awesome. It tingles.”

“The carbonation does that.” He finished his drink and turned away from Ronan. His brain buzzed—or was that the liquor? He wasn’t sure. Holy hell. Blood thrummed through his body. He shifted his hips. His cock throbbed. Was that the tightness of his jeans or the booze? Shimmer couldn’t be affecting him. Nah. He had control of himself.

“Hey, Jax?” Ronan gripped Jaxon’s shoulder. “Is this stuff supposed to make you hot?”

“Huh?” He turned around. “Like how? Is your tongue burning?”

“Kind of.” Ronan poured some more lemon-lime soda, then downed it. “Yeah, this isn’t making me hot.” He frowned. “Did anyone else order Shimmer the way I did?”

“I don’t know. Even if I remembered how it was ordered, I didn’t ask anyone.” Jaxon dropped his glass into the soapy water.

“Jaxon?”

He stared at his friend. “I’m the only other person in the bar. What?”

Ronan’s eyes widened. “I like you and want to fuck you.”