Out 8/31 ~ Serving the Wicked by @wendizwaduk #pnr #vampires #hotread #bdsm @totally_bound

Serving the Wicked by Wendi Zwaduk

Book three in the Refuge series

Contemporary, Sci-Fi/Fantasy, Paranormal Erotic Romance

M/F, BDSM, Anal Sex, Spanking

From Totally Bound Publishing

A scared human plus a vampire with a secret. Things could be better, but they could be a lot worse.

Raine can’t remember time before the darkness. She’s a human in a paranormal world where humans are a commodity, not people, and she’s been abused by the vampires. When she ends up at the slave auction, she fears her nightmare will never end.

Enter Casey. He’s part vampire, part Fae, dangerous and only has eyes for Raine. He saw her at the BDSM club before she entered the vampire slave world and he swore he’d rescue her. He buys her the instant he sees her on the stage. The innocence in her eyes, combined with the sweetness in her soul calls to him. He wants her to serve him in the bedroom and be his partner everywhere.

She’s been hurt, and he’s a born protector. Can they make the attraction last and turn it into something eternal or will the fear win out?

Reader advisory: This book contains scenes of violence, fighting and death, as well as references to forced sex and feeding from humans.

Available 8/31 from Totally Bound Publishing

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EXCERPT:

©WendiZwaduk, 2021, All Rights Reserved

Raine? He liked the sound of her moniker more than the colorless number three. The name fit her—sad and pretty at the same time. Case rejoiced in the progress he’d made with her.

Raine tugged his suit coat tighter around her. She said nothing, but fear radiated from her.

Casey wanted to know what Lomax had done to her. The girl he’d seen at the club had been more open and free. She’d been happy.

If he’d had a heart, it would’ve ached for her. He remembered the number painted on her chest. Those fucking idiots would paint the girls. He flicked his fingers, removing the paint with his magic. No one should have spray paint on their body.

“Aren’t you going to ask my name?” Casey wanted to tug her into his arms and hold her until she relaxed.

“No.” She didn’t move. “You’re my sir. I should address you as such.”

“Will you call me by my name? I’d prefer it,” he said. “You’re not my slave.”

Her eyes widened.

“I didn’t pay for you to put you to work.” He engaged the engine. A ripple of knowing shot through him. No one would hurt her with him around, but that didn’t mean he wanted to draw attention to them by hanging out in the parking lot.

The vampires had destroyed so much land and with the world plunged into darkness, few felt safe. He possessed means and a safe vehicle, but he didn’t want to lag about.

Raine didn’t relax, but when another car passed his, she clutched his hand.

“You’ll be okay.” He wanted to explain why, but what if she were repulsed by him being part Fae? He’d been ostracized by most of the vampires because of his lineage. The only reason he’d gained entry to the auction was his money. They’d take his cash and ignore his undesirable family line.

She ducked down in the seat. “Will he come looking for me?”

“I don’t know what you want and I can’t figure out if you’re telling me the truth.” She left the stool. “I’d like that shower, though, please?”

He kept getting her right to the edge of opening up when she shut down again. Soon, he’d know her secrets, and she’d know his. He led her to the set of rooms along the back of the house. “In here. I’ve got towels, soap and anything you need in the drawers.”

“Even a flat iron?”

She’d volleyed a challenge. Nice. He liked her spirit. “If you want.” He turned the water on in the open stall. “I’ll leave you to your shower.”

“You can watch. I haven’t showered in ages.” She removed her filthy dress. “I used to have guards so I wouldn’t run away. I don’t know what it’s like to have privacy.”

Lomax used guards? Interesting. Casey spied the lines on her back. Lashings? “Were you whipped?”

She shuddered and didn’t turn around “I was told I deserved it.”

He touched the silvery scars. He remembered when he’d seen her at the club, she’d gotten off on being flogged, but not to the point of bloodletting. What she’d been through was abuse. She flinched when he touched her again.

“I’m sorry.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I’ll never do anything like this to you ever.”

She tensed, but didn’t pull away. “Uh-huh.”

Soon, she’d give him her trust, and he’d prove not all vampires were evil. He wasn’t a nice man—more a son of a bitch—but not with her. She could be his salvation, and he refused to screw that up. 

Miss Me Baby by @wendizwaduk #romance #PNR #ghosts #hotread @totally_bound

Miss Me Baby by Wendi Zwaduk

Part of the Haunted by You Collection

Totally Bound

Paranormal, Contemporary

Novella

Say you’ll haunt me, since I’ll never stop loving you.

Felicity Black never quite understood love. She worked her assets to get what she wanted and didn’t care who got in the way. Until she met John. He saw past her superficial self to the woman inside. Death separated her from John before she could tell him how she truly felt. Now she’s got her chance…just not in the way she expected.

John wanted Felicity to haunt him. She had been the only woman to stir not only his heart but his soul as well. But the woman claiming to be his lost love can’t be her… Felicity was dead. He has to decide whether to trust his gut or walk away from a new start.

Can a second chance at a first impression lead to love or a lifetime of heartbreak?

Reader Advisory: This story contains an out-of-body experience, voyeurism, spanking, rough sex, masturbation, and a chance for love to strike twice.

This story follows Careless Whisper, by Wendi Zwaduk.

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And a Hot Excerpt:

Smoke billowed around a charcoal-grey room. Light came from somewhere above him, but the only thing he noticed was her skin as she stepped out of the shadows. Felicity. White light shimmered on her pale skin as she tossed her thick hair over her shoulder and winked.

“John, I’ve missed you.”

He could jump right into this world and live forever. He ran across the room to where she sat and snagged her into an embrace. For a little while, Felicity was still alive and in his arms. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in her vanilla scent. The soft strands tickled his cheeks. He kissed the tender spot on her neck where it connected to her shoulder. She smoothed both hands up his chest and leant back in his arms. Felicity arched back over his forearms, giving him a delicious view of her breasts. She grabbed his shirt and slid up his body. “You should be naked. I want you.”

Hell, yeah. John untangled himself from her and ripped his shirt up over his head. He snorted. Getting naked in a dream always went so much smoother than in real life. He tossed the shirt out of sight and scooped her back into his arms.

“You’re wearing too much now, Sweets.”

Felicity snapped her fingers. The thin tank and jeans she’d been wearing disappeared, leaving her in nothing but a thong. “You were saying?”

John yanked her tight against him and raked his nails down her chest. Felicity shivered and leaned into his touch. She moved his palm to her breast.

“Pinch it.”

John rolled her nipple between his index finger and thumb. Felicity moaned and caressed the bulge in his pants. She rolled her hips and shifted her damp pussy over his thigh. “John, fuck me.” She clenched her teeth and tilted her head back. “So good. Harder. Mark me. Fuck.”

Holy hell. If she kept up grinding on him and talking dirty, he’d come in his pants. He glanced around the space they were in. Four walls and a bed. Perfect…if he had any idea where the room was located. He mentally shrugged and walked to the bed with her in his arms.

“Lay down.”

Felicity gave him a sideways smile and dipped her head once as she sat down on the edge of the mattress. John grabbed the thin band of elastic on her thong and pulled. The flimsy fabric gave way, leaving her bare. Felicity cupped her breasts and opened her legs.

“Beautiful.” He worked the button on his pants. Seeing her glistening pussy and smelling the sweet scent of her arousal got to him every time. He struggled with the zipper. “Fuck.”

“Yes, please.”

Damn button. John growled and wrenched the waistband of his jeans.

“Let me.” Felicity sat up and curled her fingers around his. “Slow down. We’ve got ages.” She wriggled her hips. “Make me remember. Make it last.”

A cool wind whipped up his spine. They didn’t have ages. They didn’t have any time. She was dead and he wasn’t. Felicity stared up at him with questions in her eyes.

“John?”

Firelit Magic by @WendiZwaduk #romance #witches #pnr #hotread @totally_bound

Firelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk

Contemporary, Paranormal, Witches

Novella

M/F

Totally Bound

Cian’s coming into her own with her magic. She’s happy rescuing the black cats society doesn’t want, but she’s lonely. A sexy man to warm her nights would be perfect. Too bad the man in question isn’t interested–or is he?

Officer Tommy Barnes noticed Cian and her red hair the first time he stepped into her store, but a witch and a cop should mix–should they? And what’s with her interest in black cats? His investigative sense has him stopping back at the store over and over. He can’t deny his attraction to her. His sixth sense says she’s harmless, but a little investigative work between the sheets never hurt.

Can Tommy withstand the red-hot fire or will this witch get the best of him?

This book follows secondary characters from Candlelit Magic. This book also contains scenes of magic and sex between a witch and her human.

Available here: https://www.totallybound.com/firelit-magic

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk 2014

“Cian, I need the full story.” And her phone number. Or at least a longer conversation not involving her potential as a thief. He bit his tongue to keep from saying something he’d regret. When she pursed her crimson lips, he wondered what she’d taste like. He shouldn’t be attracted to her. A cop and a witch couldn’t mix…could they? He didn’t believe in spells or sacrifices. He needed logic and order, but he couldn’t deny the attraction.

Tommy shook his head. He needed to stop looking at her as anything other than a sexual human being.

Cian scooped up one of the cats, then sat on the arm chair. Yet again, she rubbed her cheek on the top of the feline’s head. “Heya Joey.” She scratched under the animal’s chin. “You’re a good baby.” She continued to pet the cat, but turned her attention to Tommy. “You said you wanted the full story. What do you want to know?”

“Everything.” He stood opposite her, unsure of how to unseat the cats. Besides, standing made him focus. “Start from the beginning. Why would someone accuse you of killing black cats? How’d you get into the rescue business and what are you doing tonight?”

Christmas Glow by @MeganSlayer #contemporary #romance #pnr #magical #glowband @changelingpress

Christmas Glow by Megan Slayer

Santa’s Helpers

Changeling Press

Short Story

M/F

Paranormal, Contemporary, Holiday

One concert changed her mind, but can one night truly change her life?

Pixie Elf’s days of designing punk teddy bears just isn’t cutting it. She wants more, including the sexy radio jockey she met at a Glow concert. That is, if he’s up for grabs.

 Nitro Hicks loves playing the latest rock tunes, but he can’t get a certain elf off his mind. Does he have what it takes to rock her world for the long haul?

 Magic happens in the Christmas Glow.

Available from:

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And now a hot excerpt!

“What’s up?” Mrs. Claus perched on Santa’s knee. “This has got to be relationship stuff. You never ask me for help with the production floor.”

“Later. I’ve got some ideas I want to… send your way.” He wriggled his brows.

Pixie groaned again. If she didn’t think gagging would jeopardize her wish, she might have done that, too.

“We’re embarrassing Pix.” Mrs. Claus giggled. “Male or female?”

“A man, I believe.” Santa tapped the keys on his computer. “Looks like a Nitro Hicks. What a name… Nitro? You’ve got a thing for a guy named Nitro?”

“Why don’t you check on the run of tricycles?” Mrs. Claus stood. “They’ve been a little slow down there.”

Santa’s shoulders dropped. “Fine.” He climbed out of his chair. “But I’ll remember this later.”

“You’d better.” Mrs. Claus took his vacated seat and waited until he left the room to speak. “You and Nitro, aka Nolan Hicks. Hot and heavy? Spit it out with all the details.”

Pixie always had liked Mrs. Claus’s no-nonsense style. “It’s like this. We met at the concert, but I’m shy. He spoke first and made me feel like I belonged there. We talked, laughed, and shared some secrets. I mentioned I might want something more than what I have here in the North Pole. He drove me to the airport. We kissed, talked, and had to go our separate ways. Thrilling.”

“He’s easy on the eyes, I’ll agree, and if he kisses the way he looks then, yes, it was probably thrilling. What did he say when he found out about the elf thing?”

“Cleveland was cold like the North Pole. He could dig the chill.”

“Cute on all accounts.”

“We’ve chatted and Skyped since the concert. Lots of times.” She wasn’t about to admit to how hot the chat sessions got. “I’m scared I’m really putting myself out there, but I have to give it a chance.”

Mrs. Claus clicked the mouse and fiddled on the computer. “I can tell you this much. Your Casanova has been on the naughty list since he was two. He’s a pistol.”

@ copyright Megan Slayer 2013

Perfect Cadence by @meganslayer #mermen #gay #gayromance #PNR #merman @changelingpress

Perfect Cadence by Megan Slayer           

A Forever Wicked Story

Contemporary, Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Fantasy

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

From Changeling Press

Art by Karen Fox

Love with a mer-shifter isn’t impossible, but things could get tricky, unless there’s faith.

Sam Rowlands wants a partner in his life. Someone who loves him through thick and thin. He knows what he wants — his roommate. Can he convince Gael to give him a chance?

Gael isn’t an average guy — he’s a mer-shifter. He’s got the ability to walk on land and swim in the sea with ease. He escaped life in the water and found solace with Sam. But Sam doesn’t know the truth. Will he get his man and the life he wants, or will he scare Sam away before they find the love they deserve?

Changeling Press; https://www.changelingpress.com/perfect-cadence-forever-wicked-multi-author-17-b-3086

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EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2020 Megan Slayer

“Andrew wanted to be with an influencer. He thought you would get him into a cool party or two and snag him free stuff. He wanted to use you — nothing else.”

“I know, and I did those things.” He cringed, thinking about the free shit he’d brought home to Andrew and the parties he’d allowed Andrew to attend as his plus one.

“And when the opportunities dried up?”

“He left with Stephen.”

“Exactly.”

Maurice didn’t have to be so correct. “Thanks.” Sam sagged in his office chair. “I feel so much better.”

“You should. You deserve better than that crumb.” Maurice shrugged. “I never liked Andrew.”

He fought the urge to roll his eyes. “Of course you hate him. You were in a great relationship with Lamar when I was with Andrew. You wanted to be the happy one — not me.”

“Wrong.” Maurice waved his hand. “Lamar isn’t a person, and he wasn’t a good match for me.” He stood. “I need to show you something.”

“What? I’ve seen your dick.” Sam remained seated. “What is it?”

“You loved seeing my cock, but no.” Maurice dragged Sam to his feet. “Keys?”

“Are we going somewhere?” He should get his column and blog posts done.

“Yes. Leave your phone and stuff. We won’t need them, and I’ve got the keys.” Maurice practically danced out of the room. “I’ve wanted to show you this for ages.”

“It’s not your dick?” He allowed Maurice to drag him out of his office, then through their shared condominium to the back patio. “Are we going to the beach?” He wasn’t dressed for an afternoon in the sun. “Maurice.”

“Just trust me. It’s the answer to your issues and the change you need.” Maurice hustled them down to the sandy shoreline. “Besides, you need to see this.”

“Okay.” Whatever. “What is it?”

Maurice tugged the green shell he always carried from his pocket and deposited the keys inside. He draped the shell around his neck. “So.” His green eyes glittered. “I always talk about La Mer. You think it’s Lamar, but it’s La. Mer. This is La Mer.” He gestured to Lake Erie. “The sea.”

“It’s the lake, not the sea.” Big deal. He’d seen Lake Erie every day from the kitchen window in the condo.

“Yeah, but to me it’s more.” Maurice whipped his shirt over his head. “I’m not just a musician or a drag queen.” He chucked his shorts and stepped up to the edge of the water. “Sam, I’m from La Mer.”

“I don’t know what you’re doing, but you’re going to get arrested if anyone sees you down here naked. Why are you acting like this?” He shook his head. “Maurice.”

“You don’t get it.” Maurice bowed his head and tumbled into the lake. The splash obscured Sam’s vision for a moment. When Maurice surfaced, he shook his head and sent water droplets in every direction. He paddled and grinned. “See?”

“I do. I didn’t know you wanted to go swimming.” He plopped down in the sand. “I’ll watch.”

“No.”

“I don’t want to swim.” Maurice usually didn’t act this thickheaded.

“Ugh.” Maurice crawled out of the water.

“Why aren’t you walking? Did you cut your foot on the rocks? I told you they’re jagged through here.” He hadn’t seen Maurice injure himself. “Hey.”

Maurice left the water and settled next to Sam. Instead of his legs, a fish tail and fins had taken their place. His lower half shimmered with deep green scales and sparkles. A thin trail of green hair trailed from his navel to the upper swell of his tail. His muscles seemed more defined, but his cock was obscured. Maurice beamed. “I’ve wanted to show you this for so long.”

“I’m confused. That’s a great costume, but how did you keep it on in the water?” He stared at Maurice. His hair had tinged green and his eyes glittered. Even his facial hair had a bit of green woven in.

“Feels good to be myself.” Maurice flopped his tail in the sand. “I needed to get back to the water.”

“Right. Everyone needs to be in the water.” Maurice was so matter-of-fact. He’d stunned Sam into the ridiculous reply, but what else was he supposed to say? “I’m sorry. What’s happening? You’re punking me, right? This is a huge joke.”

The genuine hurt in Maurice’s eyes bothered Sam. “Why would I joke about this?” Maurice asked.

Sam sagged in the sand. “I’m confused. What’s going on here?”

“I’m a merman.”

Sweet and Wild by @meganslayer #romance #pnr @changelingpress #glowband

Sweet and Wild by Megan Slayer

Glow, Book 7

M/F, light BDSM, toys

Novella

From Changeling Press

Finding his counterpart is the easy part. Making things permanent — now there’s a tricky situation.

Sarah never planned to fall in love with a wolf — things just happened that way. He’s back, but is she ready to hand over her heart? Or will she make him work for what he wants?

Callum knew the moment he met Sarah she was the woman for him. But life took him away from her. He’s willing to do whatever she asks if it means having her in his arms.

Will they find the love they both deserve or will forces beyond their control shatter their sweet and wild dreams before they even get started?

Available:

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EXCERPT:

Callum folded his arms, then stared out the window. The Cleveland skyline glittered below them, and gulls swirled on the breeze. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. He’d been away for too long. Everything looked normal and completely different at the same time. Of all the things he missed, he wanted to see Sarah again. Everything about her had imprinted itself on his brain. He could almost smell the fresh scent of her shampoo and the silk of her skin. His wolf growled and paced. Memories of her weren’t enough.

She made his heart beat and his wolf calm, but the damned job had kept him away from her. He hadn’t talked to her in so long, but he highly doubted she’d waited for him. A beautiful woman like her probably had men calling her every night. All he could do now was hope she’d still talk to him.

“Hey.” Ansen’s footsteps thumped on the plush carpet behind him. “I’m glad to see you’re back in time.”

Callum turned around and unfolded his arms, then shook hands with his best friend and cousin. “I’m glad to be back.” Out of habit, he sniffed the air. He knew his cousin like the back of his hand, but he couldn’t suppress the instinctual need to check his surroundings. His wolf settled.

“Looks like you picked up some great demos while you were away.” Ansen slid his finger over the tablet, then sat down on his leather armchair. “Proud of you.”

“Thanks,” Callum mumbled.

“Can’t wait to meet the bands.” Ansen scooted the tablet away from him on his desk, then leaned back in his seat. “Are you okay? You look like you could rip out my throat.”

“No, I’m — I need to talk to you.” He sank down in the leather chair across from the desk. “Things are complicated.”

“You met another wolf and are afraid she won’t fit into the pack? There’s only the four of us, now that Krieg showed up.”

“No.” He frowned. “I meant with Sarah. How did you know Willow was your counterpart?”

“The first time we made love I knew. Instincts.”

“Really?”

“Really. Sarah’s still angry you walked away from her. Trust me — Willow lets me know all the time.” Ansen sighed and laced his fingers together. “Why? Do you think she’s yours?”

“I tried to call her. Many times.” A dull ache started at the base of Callum’s skull. Sarah managed to stay on his mind, no matter how many times he tried to forget her.

“And?” Ansen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk.

“The calls never went through. It’s stupid. We — I can’t get her out of my system, and yet I can’t get in touch with her. I think she’s mine. She’s sweet and wild and everything I want.”

“Yeah, don’t give me any more details. I love her like a sister, and I don’t need to know what you two did.”

“Har.” If anyone could be droll, Ansen was the man. Callum rolled his eyes. “There isn’t much to tell. I want her, I left her. She’s angry with me and rightly so. If I had any brains, I’d leave her the hell alone so she could move on with her life.”

“Go to her house.”

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:

©Megan Slayer, 2018, All Rights Reserved

“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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“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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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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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.”