Being Positive with @meganslayer #positive #romance #paranormal #romance #gay #gayromance

 It's a new year and I'm determined to be positive. I am. I want to see the beauty in things and enjoy the world around me. There is so much good going on in the world. So that's my plan to see the good. Like sunsets, sunrises, my dog being nutsy, the cats being themselves and watching my tot grow. That's what my world is all about. 

It's also about writing. Writing and reading are positive things to me. What are you reading right now? How about Savage Protector?  It's hot, has hope and could be your next favorite read!

2nd Ed. Savage Protector (Forever Wicked) by Megan Slayer

Cover art: Renee' George

BIN: 05994-01923

Genre(s): Futuristic, Dark Fantasy, BDSM, New Releases, Romance

Theme(s): Second Editions, Werewolves, Shapeshifters (Other), Magic, Voyeurism and Exhibitionism, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures, Dark Desire, Gay

Series: Forever Wicked Multi-Author (#11)

Length: Novella (Page count – 57)

Who knew walking in the woods would lead to the adventure of his life? Not Hans. Being held captive by robbers isn't his idea of fun, but there's a silver lining in the form of a hunky wolf shifter. Hans is coming into his own and realizing the depths of his brawn, but things aren't what they seem. Can Hans sort out his feelings for the wolf and defeat the forces working to keep them from their happily ever after before time runs out?

https://www.amazon.com/2nd-Savage-Protector-Forever-Wicked-ebook/dp/B074N3JTZ3

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https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/savage-protector/id1269304443?ls=1&mt=11

Universal link: https://books2read.com/u/3LrLx5

https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1923

 

EXCERPT - ©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

Pietro drew circles on Hans’ mouth with his fingers. “I like hearing you pleased, but don’t want them to notice.”

Hans froze. He’d given the robbers a cursory thought, but at Pietro’s comment the full force of their presence came to mind. Shit.

“Suck on me.” Pietro jabbed his index finger between Hans’ lips. At the same time, Pietro stroked Hans with his free hand. Hans bucked off the pile of blankets and sucked on Pietro’s finger. Goddess, he wanted to do this again and again. Wanted to taste everywhere on Pietro.

Warmth enveloped Hans’ cock. He glanced down at Pietro. His greedy lover licked and slurped all over Hans’ engorged dick. Hans’ balls tightened. He’d played with himself many times, but to have an actual partner… he’d jizz all over everywhere.

Hans gasped and fisted the blankets. He fucked himself on Pietro’s mouth. His body took over and his brain fizzled. Each swipe of Pietro’s tongue, each hum from his throat pushed Hans even closer to losing control. He clamped down on Pietro’s finger and released his seed. The room went fuzzy, and he slumped against the blankets.

Fuck. He couldn’t think or move -- just exist. He focused on Pietro, who sat happily at the foot of the pallet and grinned. Pietro wiped the corner of his mouth. “Told you. Tastes like heaven.”

Tasted? Hans wasn’t sure, but he felt like he’d gone to heaven. Pietro grinned wider, then stood.

“Don’t go,” Hans whispered.

“Don’t intend to.” Pietro shucked his pants and tossed his shirt toward the corner. He sprawled out beside Hans, clad only in boxer shorts. The skin-to-skin contact sent electric sparks through Hans’ veins. Pietro curled his arm over Hans’ chest. “You make me feel safe and sexy. I’m here as long as you’ll allow.” His breath fanned over Hans’ skin. He sighed and settled, his weight heavy on Hans’ arm.

Hans kissed the top of Pietro’s head. What an introduction to the pleasures of the flesh! Being with Pietro was better than masturbating any day, and he’d repay the favor -- eventually. Like in the morning. He closed his eyes and gave in to sleep. Tomorrow he’d make the rest of the changes in his life.

 

 

 

 

 

Tiger Lily in a Menage? Oh my! Lily by @meganslayer #foreverwicked #fairytale #hot #menage #NSFW

What if Tiger Lily wasn't just stuck on that boat and wasn't a kid any longer? I've wondered about that for a long time. Then again, I've wondered about what Peter Pan might be like if he finally grew up. I decided to tackle both story ideas with Changeling Press and the Forever Wicked series. Lily is one of my three contributions and concerns Tiger Lily, but not just her. She's got friends. Grin.

See what you think of Tiger Lily being part of a menage. Enter wicked grin!!

2nd Ed. Lily (Forever Wicked) by Megan Slayer 

Cover art: Marteeka Karland

Page Count: 44 (Novella)

Series: Forever Wicked Multi-Author (#13)

Theme(s): Multiple Partners, Second Editions, Magic, Voyeurism and Exhibitionism

Genre(s): Paranormal, BDSM, New Releases, Romance

John and Michael never forgot how much they cared about their sub, Tiger Lily. She's the one for them and they love playing with her. Now they're ready to offer her their collar. No more waiting, they're ready.

But is she?

Tiger Lily wants both her masters, but she's convinced they want a toy, not a full time sub. She decides to test them and makes them prove their devotion to her. It's a risky game of swapped control, but if things work out the way she plans, they'll all end up satisfied.

Purchase your copy here:

https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2094

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https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/lily/id1279986129?ls=1&mt=11

EXCERPT ©2017 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“Sit.” He turned on his heel. As Tiger Lily dropped to her knees on the floor, Peter shielded Wendy from her gaze. Something clinked and words were whispered between them. Shadows moved across the floor as Wendy left the room.

Moments passed and seemed like hours while Tiger Lily waited. She wished she’d kept her mouth shut and her aggravation to herself.

“Okay.” Footsteps padded on the floor beside her. Peter’s boots came into view and he squatted in front of her. “Michael and John will be here later. You’re going to have to be patient. I understand you’re hurting. They’ve been gone a while and played with another sub the last time they were here. I get it. But what happened is between the three of you. You’re going to have to tell them what you want. Change the contract, write up a new one, I don’t care, but leave me out of it.”

“Sir.” Tiger Lily couldn’t keep the pain out of her voice.

“Yes?”

“I wanted you to choose me.” There. She’d said it. She loved Michael and John, but since they were younger she’d wished Peter would’ve chosen her over Wendy. Tiger Lily needed him. Didn’t she?

“Lily, my heart chose Wendy a long time ago. I’ve done things for her I never thought I’d do. I love Wendy.” He curled his fingers under her chin. “But John and Michael love you. They helped another Dom, yes, but they love you.”

“Then why don’t they tell me?” Tears streaked down her cheeks. She balled her fists. “I have no idea how they feel. I’m a toy to them, not a person.”

“Then ask them where you stand.” Peter stood and folded his arms. Wendy crept into the room and put her arm around Tiger Lily.

“Those two… sometimes you need to be specific with them. They think they know what’s going on. John’s so smart and Michael’s heart is so big, but they miss things. They love you, I’m sure, just as I’m certain you love them.” She brushed Tiger Lily’s hair from her face. “Make them earn your love.”

Sometimes she didn’t care for Wendy very much. Other times, Tiger Lily liked having another sub to get what she was going through. She knew her men, but now she truly understood them. Yes, they’d helped train another sub, but they still cared about her. Now she needed to show them exactly what she wanted, too.

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you, Wendy.” Tiger Lily nodded. She knew exactly what to do -- make her men beg.

Getting Back Out There with @MeganSlayer #writing #publishing #revisions #newedition

There are a few fun things involved in being an author. You're writing books. That's cool enough. I love being able to write for a living. You are welcomed into someone else's life to share your story. That's big. The first time I heard someone sought me out because they wanted to read my book was a crazy, fun moment.

But there are a few things that aren't so fun. One of them would have to be when a publishing house closes. You've got your works there. You want to keep them out. Most of all--at least in my case--you love your publisher and don't want to see them close. But then it happens. Now what?

I ran into that problem. I have books with a pub that's closed. Many publishers don't want previously published stories. They want new works. Makes sense. New hasn't been seen before. New is shiny. New is...new.

But those old stories aren't bad. Some need updated. Some need help. Most don't have anything wrong with them. They're just stories that have been out already. Some have had large reader bases and some have had smaller ones. Some books just need another chance to get out there and be seen.

That's where I'm at. I've got an entire series that's aching to come out again. So that's what I did. The whole series is coming out in October. Which? The Battle Scarred Series. Yes. I'm thrilled to have them back out again. It's great.

Want to know more about the Battle Scarred series? Here's a little bit about book 1, You Have Me:

You Have Me 

By Megan Slayer

Battle Scarred, Book 1

Contemporary Paranormal Romance

M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Bondage, Toys, Spanking

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. 

This book was previously released and has been revamped for this edition.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GQS5HJG

Universal Link: http://books2read.com/u/bzPrnj

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/you-have-me/id1433916926?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Nook: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/you-have-me-3

EXCERPT:

Copyright © January 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.”

Writing the Magic of Christmas with @MeganSlayer #christmas #shortstory #gayromance #erotic #bdsm

There is something about the magic of the season that's fun for authors. It is. Authors have the thrill and romance of
Christmas as inspiration for stories. I love it. There's something about the snow, the chill, the sparkles and the nostalgia that gets to me. I'm a sucker for the movies. Doesn't matter what channel, I'll find a Christmas movie and indulge. I don't care if it's mundane, if the ending is silly or if I've seen the movie a hundred times, I'll watch.

Why?

Getting immersed in the spirit of the holidays helps me to write. Once one idea starts flowing, the rest follow. This year, one of my Christmas stories involved a box. Now, I know what you're thinking. Um, there are a lot of boxes that have to do with Christmas. Hello, Christmas gifts come in boxes. I put a new spin on the gift idea.

Here's the blurb for my short story, Christmas Box:

Hayes Carter knows what he wants out of life -- to be the best lawyer he can, to balance his work and home life and to please his Sir. This Christmas, he wants to belong to Sir for good.

Ford Rogan loves his boy, Hayes, but Ford's not sure he's relationship material. Hayes, though, makes him think otherwise. Then there's that naughty Santa at the club... Submit and your wish will come true 

Can Santa, even a naughty one, grant their wishes? Will the magic of the season be enough, or will they end up with nothing more than a lump of coal?

See? Not the standard here's a gift and I hope you like it fare. A person in the box? Now, don't get wonky on me. This isn't a creeper story. I like feel good Christmas tales. Everything works out in the right way at the end. There's magic, mayhem and a spanking or two. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.

What about you? What's your favorite thing about Christmas? I'd love to know!! 

Want to know more about Christmas Box? Then check it out at Changeling Press! Out now and on sale!! Gotta love a sale!

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The Writing Process and Me (Or, How I Survive as an Author....)

I figured I'd answer a few questions I get asked often concerning my writing. Survival as an author can be scary. It's kind of a lone wolf existence sometimes. You're responsible for your own posts/promo/work/etc. But this is a great big family, too. Ask and someone will answer and probably help. So here are the answers to these frequently asked questions.

1) What am I working on? 

Glad you asked! I'm knee deep in a new series featuring Club Desire, from Resplendence Publishing. In fact, I just turned in the latest book, Raining Men, to the publisher. Here's a little bit about book 1 - 

Tied Desire by Megan Slayer

Club Desire Book 1 

M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, BDSM

Novella

Resplendence Publishing

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the club.

            Ford Gehrig likes everything hard—his racing and his sex life. His career driving stock trucks is riding high. He’s a top performing rookie. Club Desire fulfills his needs for pain in his pleasure. But even a strong man has his breaking point. His wounds run deep and won’t be easy to overcome. Will the club be his salvation or his downfall?

Master Zane knows the rough side of the club well. He’s been at Desire longer than many of the Doms. Few subs turn his head like Ford. He wants the hot blond on his table, against his cross and in his bed. Nothing at the club comes easily, but Zane’s not one to give up. Will he be able to pierce the protective walls around Ford’s heart, or will his own past be the barrier he can’t destroy?

Only time, some cuffs and a few spankings will tell if this tied desire is meant to last.

Available here: http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/639-978-1-60735-740-7--tied-desire-club-desire-series-book-one-by-megan-slayer.html

2) How does my work differ from others of its genre? 

I write about couples in the midst of a second chance. First love is great, but I like the redemption story. How did they manage to get back together or make the second time around work? Usually a second time around is more complicated and emotional. I like playing with that emotional aspect. I also love playing with hot guys. I mean, who doesn't? I get to do lots of great research and look at images of said hot men. Yeah, it's a tough job, but someone has to do it. 

3) Why do I write what I do? 

Writing for me is like breathing. I have to do it. I love letting the characters run and play. It's fun. If I didn't I'd have to listen to the characters talk anyway. I might as well write them. Grin. Plus, I love writing. I've always been good at stringing words together - be it in lesson plans or papers for school. Getting to make the stories hot just added a whole lot of good to the deal. I also love telling tales of second chances. Lots of times, life isn't one single instance. There are bits and moments where things come around. I like being able to show that. Plus... hot men!

4) How does your writing process work?

I usually write a bit of the plot out in my notebooks. I love to do some of the work by hand. Once I get a decent amount of the story in the notebook, I sit down at the computer. Usually 3-5k words at a time, I go at it. Hopefully the book works out and doesn't need major revision. Sometimes it does. I send it by my crit partners and beta readers and then swoosh! Off to the editor. Not the most exciting process, but it's the truth. *G*

What about you? What are your favorite questions to answer? Or better yet, are there questions you want ME to answer? Put 'em in the comments. I'll do my best. 

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So Many Choices... A Series ReVAMPed with Megan Slayer

There are so many choices out there when it comes to what to read. Not that Amazon hasn't made it almost impossible to choose but go there. I mean, goodness. There are SOOOO many books. So many. I get overwhelmed when the suggestions show up on my kindle.

So what makes an author want to revamp and refine a series that was already out there for public consumption? There are a ton of books out there. If these have already been out, then what's to say someone will want the same book, but improved?

I asked myself that very set of questions. You see, I had a publisher - a very wonderful one at that - close down. I liked working with them. They were the first publisher to accept a pitch from me after I'd signed a contract with another house. Sounds complicated, but you can pitch a hundred times and hear the word no, but there's something special about pitching to a publishing house and having a little experience under your belt. I don't mean a sitting at the bar and just tossing ideas around kind of pitch session, but a real one with a panel of people deciding if your story is right for that house. It was rather daunting and scary. One of these days I'll write the experience into a book.

Anyway, that house closed. Yeah, went out of business, broke my heart and closed. I said I liked working with them. Not only that, but I'd just had a paranormal series come out with them. I'd pulled other books from that house because they weren't performing. Was it my marketing? The theme of the book? I don't know, but they weren't doing so hot. So, I decided to yank them and try to improve them on my own. Now some people live for self-publishing. They love it. Me? I'm still in the overwhelmed, oh my god what am I doing phase. Yeah, I'm not quite ready yet.  But that's those stories.

I had this series. We'd polished it, edited to within what seemed like an inch of it's life and put them out there. I loved those covers. I did. Maddy James did a fab job. But the house went out of business.

So what was I to do with these books? They hadn't been out that long and were a labor of love for me. I pondered my options. They'd been edited, so I could self-pub them. But I knew nothing about self-pubbing. Not that I know tons now, but that's besides the point. I could shelve them. Okay, but that seemed like a waste of my efforts, the editors time and all of that. I could sell them to another publishing house. Hmm... That idea had merit.

First of all, I wouldn't have to pay to have them edited--hey, you can never be too careful about editing. Second, I wouldn't have to buy more art. I was gifted the cover art and love it, but I wanted a fresh start for the books. Third, if they weren't that good or another house didn't bite, then I wasn't out much.

What'd I do? I revamped them with a whole lot of help from my editor at Loose Id. I was proud of the series before, but now I'm even prouder.

What book and series am I talking about? The Battle Scarred series and book 1, You Have Me. Check it out and see if you like the fruits of our labors.

You Have Me

Battle Scarred, Book 1

Megan Slayer

Contemporary, Paranormal Romance

M/F, BDSM, Spanking, Anal Sex, Toys

Vampires, Supernatural Creatures

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. 

This book was previously released by another publisher and has been reedited and revamped for this edition.

Available from:

Loose Id: http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-1-you-have-me.html

AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-youhaveme-1970191-143.html

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But You Can Touch It!

With one touch, two worlds are about to collide...

Can't Touch This

Rich alpha wolf shifter Castle Briggs can have any woman he wants with just the crook of his finger. Until he meets a human named Harlow. She makes it clear she’s had it with rich, overconfident jerks trying to own her. All she wants is a no-strings-attached good time with a man who isn’t afraid of her darker urges. Castle’s happy to dominate her in his special playroom, but he wants more than a kinky fling. He’s going to have to do a lot more than crook his finger to get past Harlow’s fears and make her his forever.

Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!

An adult paranormal romance from Ellora’s Cave

Available:    Ellora's Cave   All Romance Ebooks   Amazon 

Excerpt:

The base of her spine thrummed to life, butterflies took flight in her stomach, and her breathing kicked up a notch the instant the one called Castle found her. With his hand placed low on her back again, he drew tiny circles with his fingertips as he whispered in her ear, “I’d find you in the eye of a hurricane, darlin’.”

“You should take your friend’s advice and seek one of the interested twenty.” Why in hell had she remembered those words? Lord, he was gorgeous and something snapped inside when he traced up her spine to the back of her neck. It was a feeling Harlow didn’t dare turn over in her mind and look at. Not yet.

“You’re interested.” He tilted her chin up and peered in her eyes while his free hand began an unhurried descent back to the tingling spot above her butt. “I smell it.”

“Mr. Briggs—”

“The formalities are over, honey.” He released Harlow but not before kissing her hard, long—and it shattered her goddamn world. “I’ll give you some time.”

The arrogant bastard walked away and left Harlow sitting there, mouth open and heart banging against her ribcage. “Time for what?” The words were lost amongst music and laughter in the club, which teemed with more beautiful people than she’d ever seen gathered in one place. She thought about leaving but decided not to let the night be a waste, nor to allow him to think he’d run her off. She would at least eat something before heading home. Signaling a server, Harlow placed an order and settled in to enjoy the atmosphere. Her salad arrived and she ate as much as she could. She was ready for her second and last shot of gin when the bartender magically placed one in front of her. “Compliments, ma’am.”

She glanced past the server and spied Castle talking to a young woman who draped herself over his body. When she wrapped arms around his neck, he untangled them and eased her away. The downturn her lips took irritated Harlow. Why did women do that to themselves? Her mother had taught her to let the man take the lead, allow him to feel as though he’d laid claim, and then if you want him, grab hold with both hands and show the world he’s yours. Sliding the drink away, she told the bartender, “Tell the sender I’m not interested then bring my bill, please.” Her mother didn’t enlighten her on how to tell a man about her uncommon desires, desires most considered abnormal. Harlow’s marriage was proof the theory on letting a man take the lead did not work.

Harlow yearned for a man who could…

“It’s paid.”

Harsh words tumbled through her lips at his untimely interruption. “I said get my bill.” A flush of heat suffused her cheeks when Harlow realized she continued to stare at the man across the bar.

“There’s no charge, ma’am.” He glanced over his shoulder and she assumed he looked at Castle Briggs.

Getting up, she skirted stools until she stood patiently waiting as another woman settled in Brigg’s lap. “How much do I owe you?”

“Excuse me?”

“Evidently you’re the owner since you parked in the reserved-for-owner spot.”

“So?”

“You’re all alike. You have money and you think you can do whatever you want.” Lord, why couldn’t she leave it alone? “What did my dinner cost?”

“Since I didn’t buy it, I couldn’t say.” Anger flashed in his eyes before he scoured the room. He motioned for the bartender who leaned over and whispered in Castle’s ear. He returned his attention to Harlow. “It’s on the house, and my apologies, it won’t happen again.”

Now she felt stupid as she wondered where the drink and money for her meal came from. All she could do was mumble, “Sorry,” before she turned to leave.

“Wait.”

“For what?” Lord, why the heck did she snap? Sweat gathered on Harlow’s back, eliciting a shiver beneath the overhead fan as she stared at Castle.

“Hatch?”

His friend sat with a blonde at a table across the aisle from the barstool Castle occupied. “Yeah, boss?”

“Make sure Ms. Hardison gets home safely.”

“I can take care of myself.”

A sardonic smile lifted one corner of his mouth. “I’ll take better care of you.”

“You can’t touch me.” A whole host of female patrons, including the one wiggling between his thighs, looked as if they would scratch her eyes out and Harlow glared back, giving as good as she got. “You have enough company.” She didn’t contemplate why that bothered her.

“Pull the claws in, I only want yours tonight.”

Why she felt pity for the women surrounding him Harlow couldn’t say, but damn if she was walking out without letting him know just what a lowlife cad she considered him. Why did she even care who came on to the bastard? She wouldn’t become one of them. It dawned on her it was exactly what she wanted, and it angered her, goaded her into acting unreasonable. Harlow flashed her brightest smile and enjoyed the fact his eyes reflected the idea he thought he had won. “It must be horrible to search for such a tiny prick every time you have to pee.”

“What the fuck did you say?”

“Surely a man with balls and a cock wouldn’t have to surround himself with so many adoring fans.”

A hush fell over the room.

Growl and roar-it’s okay to let the beast out. - jhalisteele

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New releases...and Happy Cinco de Mayo!

Dirty Rotten Vampires series continues with #3 - Hold Me Hard

If interested, find a free read, Not The Garden of Eden, HERE at Changling's Encounter site about an upcoming character who's the dirtiest, rottenest vampire alive. Check it out! And, yes, Adam will make an appearance in the full novella, Dare Me Once, and he's damn naughty.

Vigier Stone fought tirelessly for supremacy of his kind as a member of the vampire council. After betrayal by a few, Vig goes to war again -- this time against demons seeking power and threatening destruction of all half-breeds including the one he desires. The demi-vamp has captured his heart and soul, creating an out-of-control master hell-bent on annihilating anything that dares keep her from him.

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Vig took this all in as she neared and his fingers itched to run through her short, almost black, unruly curls as Ki wedged between his legs.

“No magic.”

“If I wish it.” He wore only black slacks. “Remove one piece at a time.” His breathing escalated as Ki lifted the hem of her shirt and inched it up and over golden, lace-enveloped breasts. “Stop.” Vig leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her navel. An athletically toned body and soft, perfumed skin beckoned him to explore the tiny indentation. His tongue jabbed in and out, mimicking what he’d do to her with his cock. “Do you want me?”

“Yes.” She relinquished her hold on the shirt and pushed fingers through his hair. “You cut it.”

Vig grasped her ass and clenched his thighs, capturing Ki between them. “It got in the way.” He ran his tongue in circles around her belly button where, afterward, he laid his head and savored the warmth for a moment. “And you wished it.”

“You look like a petulant boy.”

Licking a path to her bra, Vig used fangs to rip the material, enjoying the way it made Ki tremble. “Is that why you blushed?”

“I blushed knowing what you’d do to me.”

“Will you like it?” He yanked the lacy material, dragging her down.

“God!”

He swatted her ass hard. “Who?”

“Vigier, oh Jesus, Vig.”

You can find the series at most ebook outlets:

Hold Me Hard, DRV 3 – Read more

Available at: Changeling Press; All Romance; B&N; Amazon; Kobo; Coffee Time

Love Me Madly, DRV 2 – Read more

Available at: Changeling Press; All Romance; B&N; Amazon; Kobo; CoffeeTime

Hurt Me Good, DRV 1 – Read more

Available at: Changeling Press; All Romance; B&N; Amazon; Kobo; CoffeeTime

And NEW! is Her Maine Stud, part of Changeling's SOS multi-authors series. I really liked writing about Tyrant Blue Blade Runner and Coral Gillespie - the girl has a way with words!

Tyrant Blue Blade Runner, special agent with the U.S. Dept. of Fish and Wildlife Special Outreach Services Division known as SOS, shouldn’t dally with a woman whose accident he perpetrated. Turns out Coral Gillespie is not only stealing cats from his property, she’s having some neutered! While monitoring the thief, her pert nose, saucy way with words, and generous swell of hips not only captures Ty’s attention, the wily woman may become his undoing.

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Goddamn Gryphon! When he saw his brother, he’d demand to know why he hadn’t divulged information as important as Coral risking her life.

“You okay with this? You look funny.”

Ty tightened his hands around the steering wheel. “I’m fine.”

“Promise you’ll follow my lead or stay in the truck.”

Follow her lead! Christ, his ass was in deep shit because no way would he allow anyone to get within a hair’s breadth of her. “Sure, got it.”

“Pull over here. I want to peep in this guy’s backyard.”

“Why?”

“He’s got a shepherd he treats like shit. I’ve warned him once.”

“He doesn’t get a second chance?”

“Hell no.” She opened the door before he came to a complete stop and grinned at him over her shoulder. “Today, it’s the dog’s turn for a chance.”

After parking, he jumped out and trotted after her. Coral had already eaten up half the alley at a slow run. On her heels, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass encased in black leather. When she came to a stop, Ty slammed into the back of her and wrapped his arms around her waist to steady Coral. “Sorry.”

“Gee-willikers,” she hissed.

The words were so incongruous with her attitude and attire, Tyrant burst out laughing.

“Keep it down, he’s always home.”

“Sorry.”

She turned to glare at him, hands on hips. “You are.”

“I’m what?”

“Sorry.” She shook her head. “I can’t do this with you, go wait in the truck.”

“Like hell I will.”

“Tyrant! I don’t need you to back me up. I’ve done this for years.”

“Why didn’t I know about it?”

“Umm, because we just met?” Coral’s hazel eyes pierced him. “Look, you’re one hell of a specimen of man, but I could probably take your ass in under ten seconds.”

He grew more irritated with each passing moment. “Do what you have to so we can get the hell out of here.”

They reached a chain link fence with a hole only large enough for Coral to fit through, and she quickly folded her body and slipped into the muddy, garbage-strewn yard. She turned a corner and he lost sight of her. “Hey, boy.” Her soft voice slid down his spine and started his cock on a trip to bone-hard town. Christ! Not now.

He heard a gruff voice yell, “Gillespie, touch my dog, and I’ll knock your fucking ass out.”

“Okay, you know I’m here.”

A thud followed by grunting sent him into action. Jumping the fence, Tyrant ran a few feet and turned the corner to see Coral straddling a two hundred pound man and binding his hands with plastic cuffs.

“I’m leaving these a little loose.” She tugged the ties. “You can yell for your girl to cut them once I leave.”

“Bitch!”

“Another word, I’ll clobber your ass again, Jinks.” She tapped his face. “I told you he’d better look healthier in a week.”

“I feed him table scraps.”

“Jinks, he needs regular meals and fresh water. Don’t you get that?”

“One more chance, my kid loves him.”

“No more, it’s his turn now.”

“Fine. I can’t stand the fucker.”

“Then we don’t have a problem.” She looked over her shoulder. “Took you long enough. Loosen the dog’s rope and get him out of here.”

He got the dog loose and said, “I’m not leaving you.”

“Oh for goodness sakes.” She stood and nudged the man on the ground with a booted toe. “Don’t move until we’re gone or I’ll use this again.” She waved the nightstick in the air, and for the first time, Tyrant noticed blood running from the man’s nose.

Fuckin’ A, Coral was badass!

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So, there ya go, I've been busy and I hope you enjoy the stories!

Growl and roar-it's okay to let the beast out.

www.jhalisteele.com

Cold as a witch’s…

Well, you know the rest.

Slept late, woke up to temperature of 27° yet weather forecast says throw in the wind chill factor and you have a “feels like” 13 ! I’m inside but my fingers are just warming up because I was outside for a minute, exactly long enough to know I wanted to be back inside, and I am with hands hugging a hot cup of coffee!

What’s new with everyone? Recently, I wrapped up Hold Me Hard, book 3 in the Dirty Rotten Vampires series at Changeling Press and, lo and behold, another character seeks life in the pages. Vald Gerlach appeared briefly in Love Me Madly, book 2, plays a larger role in book 3, and now he hopes I’ll give him and both demons he lusts after some write time.

Authors: do you plan a series of stories only to have new characters pop onto the page looking for the time of day? Readers: do you pick up a series of books and discover a character in the story you wish the author would bring to life? Both scenarios happen to me more often than I’d like. My reading and writing schedule is chocked full, damn it!

Ignoring this crazy, sexy, and ancient-as-hell, vampire was not going to happen if he had anything to say about it! Vald held me captive night after night. He invaded my sleep time, work time, hell, he took over my day-to-day life until he wrangled the following out of me, which he knew would seal our fates together forever.

Dared once, it’s game on. Let’s play!

Vald Gerlach is the oldest vampire alive and the power encompassed in his body should only exist in one monster at a time. Today – he’s that monster. With thousands of years to devise ways to make a creature beg, Vald will test many on Drecara whose hot, curvaceous body he desires above all else. And for the hell of it, he plans to experience the charms of Mictain, her protector, just to feel his fire. Vald hopes the extraordinary demons are up for a challenge because the game is on!

Thus, Dare Me Once, Dirty Rotten Vampires 4, is born! Now, to get it contracted…

In the meantime, here are buy links to other Dirty Rotten Vampire stories to warm up those page-turning fingers and heat to boiling the blood racing through veins to every nook and cranny of your hot body! *smile*

HURT ME GOOD, DRV 1 – Read more

Changeling Press; All Romance; B&N; Amazon; Kobo; CoffeeTime

LOVE ME MADLY, DRV 2 – Read more

Changeling Press; All Romance; B&N; Amazon; Kobo; CoffeeTime

J Hali Steele

Growl and roar-it’s okay to let the beast out.