The final story in my Stray Cats series is out now. The final chapter! I'm both excited and sad. Excited because I love this series. Who doesn't like black cats? I've got one and he's a real piece of work. He's a pistol but so loving and snuggly. At the same time, I'm sad. I knew this series had to end because it needed closure. But I didn't want to let the kitties go.
So when I set out to write the final story, I knew I had to give the series the proper send off. Adrian doesn't get to come into his shifting powers right away. He's got to wait an extra year--not that he minds. He likes being a cat. Meliana isn't the average human. Nope. She's exactly what Adrian needs, although he doesn't realize that at first. She's a witch.
The weather is getting cooler and it's nearing Halloween. Why not curl up with a black cat, his witch and a fun short story? If that sounds good to you, then why not try Cat Flash and the others in the Stray Cats series? :-)
Cat Flash by Megan Slayer
Stray Cats, book 4
BIN: 07116-02292
Word Count: 18K
Page Count: 59
Price: $3.99
Release Date: September 26, 2014
Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Artist: Bryan Keller
Genres: Erotic Romance, Paranormal
Themes:
Shapeshifters, Magic
She's got the flash and he's the cat. Together they'll
create magic.
Meliana has denied her powers as a witch because she'd
rather fit into society. She doesn't want to stand out, but a woman with blue
hair and the power to work magic doesn't necessarily blend in. She got the cat
in an attempt to be normal, but this kitty has a secret and it's guaranteed to
surprise.
EXCERPT:
©2014 Megan Slayer, all rights reserved
As she blinked and shifted on the bed, an arm curled tighter
around her.
She froze. An arm? What the fuck? She lived with a cat. A
thick cock slid between her ass cheeks. She screamed. A cock of any sorts was
not supposed to be in her bed.
“Meli, it’s fine. No one broke in.”
She had no idea who the hell just said that, but the fact
they’d used her name freaked her out even more. She opened her mouth to scream,
but no sound came out. She tried to thrash, but couldn’t move.
Her body warred with her brain. Normally, having a cock
between her ass cheeks made her happy -- when she knew who the cock belonged to
and how he knew her name… like her ex-boyfriend Lane, but he wasn’t there. He’d
left her for another woman. He’d told her to go to hell when she’d called, so
no doubt he wasn’t there.
Her pussy throbbed. No sex in more than four months made the
lady parts not so happy and apparently extremely responsive to crazy-ass people
who’d climbed into her bed.
Screw it. She’d give this stranger a piece of her mind
before he took a piece of her ass. She rolled over and stared into a set of
yellow-green eyes. The man, stubble sprinkled on his cheeks and his inky black
hair mussed from sleep, grinned. He had a dimple. She was a sucker for dimples.
No, no, she had to get back to the point and get the jackass out of her bed.
“Who are you and why are you in my bed?” There. She’d asked
the questions. “Get out of here.”
“I’ve been in your bed for the two years, sweetheart.” The
smile faded and he shrank back from her. “Meli? It’s me, Chaos… er… Adrian.”
She slumped back onto the bed and her jaw slackened. Her cat
was a hunky human-looking male named Adrian? Holy shit.
Adrian crawled off the bed, taking the sheet with him. He
barely covered his toned body with the bedding. His nipples beaded. A thin
trail of black hair led just below his belly button and disappeared beneath the
sheet. She pressed her lips together. She shouldn’t be gawking at him, but the
man was sexy. She could never attract someone like him.
“Then tell me, if you’re Chaos, how you got here and why
you’re a guy now.” She folded her arms. “How’d I end up with a cat shifter? I
was supposed to have a plain old black cat.”
“I’m a shifter.” He shrugged. “I took a little longer to
mature than the others, I suppose. Your grandmother rescued me and my three
brothers. The others were adopted out. I’m assuming they found good homes.
Hildy wouldn’t just hand them over to anyone. She knew you and I would suit
each other and made sure she brought us together. I’ve been with you for the
last two years, babe. I know what you are and what you can do.”
Realization washed over her. If he was truly her cat, then
he had seen everything. He could do one hell of a lot of damage.
Adrian crept to the side of the bed and sat next to her. “I
know this is a lot to take in. I’m not totally used to this either.” He
gestured down his body. “I have to figure out what all to do with me --
although I’ve got some definite ideas.”
“It’s the mind control spell.” She was grasping at straws.
Her cat could not be a shifter. The idea wasn’t even possible. She’d picked out
a perfectly normal kitten who’d grown into an overly hyper but normal cat… who
happened to be missing. “Where is Chaos? I want my cat back.”
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.
She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press, Decadent Publishing , Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.
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