Thursday, October 23, 2014

Out Now for Halloween ~ Soldier Boy!

Soldier Boy by Megan Slayer 

Shara Azod Publishing
Contemporary, Short Story, M/F, I/R, BWWM
Halloween

Plenty of surprises in store when the party goes from costumes and fright to sexy delight.
Vada hadn’t planned on finding a man at the Halloween party. No, she came to hang out with her best friend, Maya. She’s not there to snag a date, especially not since she’s sworn off men. When a handsome man wearing an Army uniform shows up, Vada begins to rethink her decision. Halloween is a time for rebirth and change. Maybe change—in the form of the blue-eyed, handsome man—is just what she needs.

Features Maya and Levi from Guarding Me

©Megan Slayer 2014, All Rights Reserved
Charlie Frye wiped his hands on his pants and eased backwards against the wall. He hated to be pinned down, but he wasn’t sure what else to do. Most women he’d been interested in didn’t take the forthright approach. Not this woman. She stalked across the room, a vision in gold sparkles and poufy hair. The blood rushed through his body. The predatory gaze in her eyes called to him. He suppressed a groan.
Levi had sworn Charlie needed to come to the party. They’d have fun, Levi said. Charlie could get out and meet people. Well, he needed to get out of himself. He’d been alone for too long and stuck in a rut.
Seeing the ebony goddess certainly made him rethink his unintended solitude. He forced himself away from the wall and met her in the middle of the living room. The other partygoers swarmed around them, but barely seemed to notice them. He held out his hand to the woman.
“Care to dance?” he said, although he wasn’t sure she could hear him over the music.
The woman didn’t answer him in words. Instead, she slid her hand into his. One of the people behind her nudged her forward, pressing their bodies together. He groaned. She fit against him perfectly.
“Tell me your name,” he said, his mouth a fraction of an inch from her ear.
“Vada.” She leaned back in his arms and grinned.
God, she had a gorgeous smile.
“I’m Charlie.” He wrapped his arms around her. “Nice party.” Christ. He sucked at small talk.
“It’s not mine.” She wriggled against him, rubbing him in all the right places. Her breasts bounced with each step.
“You’re not looking into my eyes,” she said. She curled her fingers under his chin, redirecting his gaze. “You’ve got nice eyes and I’d like to see them.”
“Oh.” The tips of his ears burned. He’d never forgotten why he’d been crap around women and her harsh words reminded him he didn’t belong there.
“What’s wrong, sugar?” The corners of her crimson lips kinked and her dark eyes glittered. “Don’t like the noise? Or do the jack-o’-lanterns freak you out?”
“I’m not wild about the gigantic spiders,” he confessed. “But it’s more the crowd. I don’t do well when I feel penned in.” He pressed his lips together. He’d never mentioned that tidbit to anyone. Most of the time his issues with crowds were hidden and ignored. A man in the service didn’t show his fears. Never.
“I feel you.” She nudged him toward the edge of the room. The music blared, making conversation nearly impossible.
Good thing he could read her lips. He wondered what she tasted like. Would she nip his bottom lip or shy away from him if he tried to kiss her? Something about Vada screamed she wouldn’t pull back. She seemed like the type who loved with her whole heart involved.
Vada led him through the kitchen to the back of the house and into a screened-in porch. The walls drowned out most of the music, providing some peace and quiet. The chill from the night air seeped into the room, though, and she rubbed her arms.
“There isn’t much privacy in this house.” She shrugged. “My best friend likes to throw parties, and ever since she and Levi bought the house, she’s made a point to celebrate every holiday.” She smiled again. “You said your name is Charlie?”
“Yeah, I’m in the Air Force. I borrowed this get-up from a friend. He said I’d look cool.” Charlie scrubbed one hand across his forehead. “I don’t know if I look cool or not.”
“You’re very handsome.” She tugged at his collar. “I like a man in uniformeven if it’s borrowed. Bet you look sexy in your dress blues.”



Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Out Now! Redeeming Raygan

Redeeming Raygan by Megan Slayer  

Zero, Ohio ~ book 5
MM, Contemporary Romance
From Decadent Publishing

Two rough endings can equal one hot beginning. 
Raygan Mason is done with love. After plenty of failed relationships, he wants nothing of the emotion. He’s broken inside and believes he’s not worthy of redemption...until he meets a man named after a car. Then his structured, but closed off world gets turned upside down.
Jamie “Jeep” Grusin isn’t big on love, either. Fresh out of a marriage filled with cheating and lies, he’s not looking for another partner. The writer wants a fresh start and is told Zero will cure what ails him. He’s not convinced...until he ends up at Eight Ball bar.
Can two men who think they are totally wrong for each other find out that redemption and a new start is so right?


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Copyright ©2014 Megan Slayer
He drove nearly the length of the main street before he spotted the bar. The gigantic eight ball wasn’t lit, but there were lights on within the building.
“This must be the place. Jeep pulled into the parking lot, then stopped. He grabbed his wallet, phone and notebook. He refused to be anywhere without a paper and pen.
The bell dinged as he headed into the bar. Two men stood behind the counter.
“Sorry, buddy,” the black-haired man said. “We’re closed.”
The taller man shrugged. “Bobby, lock the main door. We can go out the back when we’re done. One patron won’t hurt anything, but I don’t want a group coming in.” The man turned his attention to Jeep. “What’ll you have?”
“Uh—” He’d always known what to say in every situation, but not now. Looking at the brown-haired man twisted Jeep’s tongue. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Which one of you has a place for me to stay?” Holy shit. What an unintentional come-on!
Both men froze. Jeep knew exactly what he’d said and wished he could’ve taken it back. He scratched his forehead. Shit. He needed to unlearn that bad habit. Still, the nervous gesture gave him time to think.
“I meant, I’m new in town and need a place to rent for the next few nights. My publisher, Nelson Vickers, told me someone here has a place for me to stay. I need it while I’m writing.”
“You must be looking for Sam,” the black-haired man said. “He’s got half a duplex.”
“Yeah.” Jeep nodded. “Him. Which one of you are him?” Hopefully the taller guy was the man he needed to see. He wouldn’t mind spending some quiet time with the handsome man.

“Neither. This is Bobby and my name is Raygan. Sam, the one you’re looking for, works at the community center. It’s closed now, but I’d be willing to bet he’ll help you in the morning.” Raygan placed a coaster on the bar top. “Want a beer?”

Monday, October 20, 2014

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Seven (and on time)


Another not good week. Another loss and this one was terrible. But I'm not a fair weather fan. I'm not. I'd like them to get better, though. Geesh. Now let's get back to what we're here for...the funnies!

Here are the Honorable Mentions from last week: 

"Got so much wind in his drop."
Hmm. That sounds gross. Just sayin'.

"drills it in."
Sounds kinky and painful, but fun.

"Great grab."
Everyone needs a grab here and there.

"An absolute monster on game day."
He comes to play.

"Just reached out and grabbed him with one hand."
that's because he's really forward. he has to.

Messy can be fun. Now on to those football funnies of the week.

"know what he can do with the topside of the pocket."
And I'm sure she's happy

"can wreak havoc on the backfield."
but they like it that way

"one of the great battles of the night."
we're all watching

"he fumbles a lot."
Well, we can't all win all the time.

"given this team a lift."
Great job. They needed fluffing

"bring a little pressure and contain him."
that's what the condoms are for.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"very good cover guys on the back end."
hee hee. can we watch?


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Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Six...super late...

A tie isn't awful, but it's not great. Sigh. I'm not giving up. No fair weather fans here. But because I'm late, here are the football funnies of the week.

"Pursuit Comes."
and there it goes!

"Stick with that package."
Cause you won't get better?

"Got his hand on that one"
He's ready to get off. It works.

"coverage sack."
Hmm...not sure what to do about that.

"Get full penetration"
Full is best.

"Which guy gets the best flow day to day."
which one? He must be healthy.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"one of those crazy, exotic looks."
What's he going to do with that look?


~

Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Five...really late


I'm late. We lost and it's depressing, but I'm here now and I'm not giving up. To keep things simple, here are the quotes of the week:

"He is stuffed."
And happy as can be!

"boy he hauled that, didn't he?"
He likes 'em big.

"Got his left and in there to separate."
Um... to separate what?

"In and out of the hands."
That's one way to give a hand job, yes.

"Got the ball off first"
Getting off first is good.

"great touch."
better than a lousy one.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"too much penetration."
Not so sure there is such a thing. Just sayin'.


~

Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Sunday, October 19, 2014