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Writing to Music and Memories with @MeganSlayer #music #inspiration #iamwriting

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and trying to write. Sounds a little odd, right? Trying to write? Sometimes the words are there, but getting them onto paper or the screen isn’t easy. Life gets in the way, despite the characters not stopping to understand that, and I can’t always get everything jotted down.

So I was thinking, driving and listening to the radio… As I’m going along on my way to a sporting event for my tot, a song came over the radio that reminded me of my characters. Not from the current WIP, but a new one. I’ve usually got two WIPs going at one time, but this one was way out of left field. I have the general outline in my head and did manage to get it down on paper so I can get to it later.

But that driving trip got me thinking about how music has been so influential in my life and writing. I need playlists to write. I need to be inspired. When I was a kid, I used to sit right next to my gigantic boom box and listen to the nightly top ten countdown on my local radio station. I’d write down the songs because if I called in and was the tenth caller (or whatever number they requested that night) who could recall the list…then you won a free cassette tape. I used to try and win every night. I had the list mostly memorized. I never did win, but those songs are still with me. I hear them and think of being a kid again. I remember the thrill of listening to the new tunes, being inspired to create art and maybe get lucky enough to win. I never did, but hey, it was still fun.

Maybe I should use that story for one of my books. Grin. Speaking of being inspired, the highly anticipated next book in my Sanctuary Series drops this week. Saving His Roar!!

Saving His Roar by Megan Slayer

A Sanctuary Story

Book 9

M/M, Anal Sex

Paranormal, Contemporary

From Resplendence Publishing

Ryan ‘Blaze’ Burden knew his life wasn’t perfect. He’s a stripper at Stiff and a shifter, but he can’t tell anyone about his special ability. The popularity of shifters hasn’t come to Stiff or the town of Sugar Ridge, for that matter. Being a shifter is still frowned upon. Ryan knows he doesn’t fit in, but he does have one bright spot in his life—the mystery man who comes to the club and requests Ryan for private dances. The electricity between them is palpable, but if Ryan makes a move, will the hottie reciprocate?

Delaney Sullivan doesn’t come to Stiff for the ambiance. He’s there for one dancer—Blaze. He senses the shifter within the handsome young man. But Delaney works for the enemy—he’s the campaign manager for the mayor of Sugar Ridge. He doesn’t share the mayor’s desire to outlaw shifters because he’s a panther shifter. Can he get Blaze out of the club? To trust him? Or maybe even to love him?

These opposites certainly attract, but can they find the mutual trust to have a future together?

Available 9/13 from Resplendence Publishing

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075HBM864/

#SneakPeek at Abel’s Obsession #BDSM #AmishLife #Freedom by @AuthorLynnBurke

Today I wanted to do something a little different…

I’m sharing a tidbit of my upcoming release, Abel’s Obsession, which is slated for a Sept release. Abel Beiler was born Amish, but events crash against his stoic life, tempting and drawing him to a place he never expected to be.

LNP File Photo – LancasterOnline

BLURB:

A young man of religious fervor and self-control, Abel Beiler has every intention of honoring his parents and being baptized into the Amish church. The woman with red curls and flashing green eyes in the back of a convertible, however, makes Abel wonder what life with the English might be like.

He strives to withstand temptation, but the memory of the woman he yearns to dominate, coupled with the explicit images in his cousin’s filthy magazine, threatens his restraint.

Red, his sinful obsession, haunts his shameful dreams and becomes a secret part of his life. When faced with truth beyond faith, Abel must decide where he belongs—with the Amish community, or the woman who owns his heart.

SNEAK PEEK:

Much later and hoarse from singing for two hours, my curiosity overrode my better sense, and I followed Eli into the hayloft of their barn. While I held the kerosene lamp, he climbed high into the rafters and returned with a magazine clutched in his hand.

“Got this from my new English friend, Toby.” He sat on a bale, opened the magazine, and turned it toward me.

Lust kicked me in the gut, and I couldn’t speak.

A naked woman lay spread eagle and bound by ropes to a bed, a blindfold and some sort of ball gag in her mouth. A man loomed over her, whip in hand. Tear streaks lined the woman’s face. Red slashes marked her thighs. Wetness coated the pink folds of her sex, glistening, and set my mouth to watering.

The image burned into my brain—submission in an entirely different way than the Old Order’s definition of the word. Spirituality is submission, is what had been reiterated in my ears since childhood. Self-surrender. The willingness to give up oneself to the community and Gott’s chosen leaders.

I soaked in the sinful picture, and for the first time in my life wanted power. Wanted control. I wanted a woman’s submission like the man in leather beside her owned. Unable to tear my gaze off the image, I struggled to swallow.

“Didn’t know people actually did this shit.”

Eli’s curse, the first I had heard from him, barely registered past the blood rushing in my ears. My body tensed as longing to be the man standing over that woman, whip in hand raced through me faster than any thoroughbred—or car.

The image of Red flashed in my mind, and suddenly it was her bound to the bed in the picture, breathing heavily, trembling, and begging for me…

Getting Caught with a #Book ~ with @MeganSlayer (And a New Release!)

I’ve always loved to read. As far back as I can remember, I’ve loved books. If I could have been reading all the time, I would’ve been. But, I had to go to school and learn things, too.

That said, I did get into trouble once and it was big trouble. Sounds silly looking back on the moment, but at the time, it was…er…murder.

I was in the sixth grade (Maybe it was the 7th, I’m not totally sure now), but I was in English class and supposed to be diagramming sentences. Right. It wasn’t a difficult task. But, I didn’t want to. You see…I’d picked up a copy of Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie. I blew through the book. Like, didn’t pay attention in science class or math, I was so engrossed. I had to know what would happen next. I hid the book under the desk and read instead of doing whatever it was we were learning. Hey, the book practically cried out for me to read it. Unfortunately, my English teacher didn’t share my vigor. Nope. She caught me. Three times. Each time after being redirected, so to speak, I’d go right back to my book. Now you’d think reading a book wouldn’t be so horrible. I was reading! But I was supposed to be working on diagramming sentences so I’d know what a hanging gerund was (I’m still not entirely sure, but that’s not important right now). Yeah, so the fourth time was the last straw for the teacher. I still wasn’t done with the book, but she wasn’t having any of this. She took the book away. Yep. Poof! Gone. No book. Sad Megan. So not fun. I had to actually diagram those sentences and was in trouble. She pulled me aside after class and reminded me I was in school to learn… not read. GASP! I know. She called my mother and reminded her that I wasn’t paying attention. Oh, boy, did I get into trouble when I got home.

All because of a book. To this day, I love Murder on the Orient Express and will take time here and there to read it. It’s my form of fighting the machine, I guess. Hey, you have to take time to read. 🙂

Speaking of reading, want to read a little bit about my latest release, Making the Play? You sure do! Here you go!

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Making the Play 

Megan Slayer

Out of Bounds Series

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Novella

Sports Romance

Pride Publishing

 

Sometimes switching things up really does mean getting the guy.

Allan Clark thought his life as a wide receiver for the Wildcats was over the moment he was told he’d be the new punt returner. He’d thought he didn’t want to be a special teams player. He’d rather have the limelight. But once he starts returning punts, he realizes this was where he should’ve been all along. Speaking of perks, he now gets to spend time with the sexy kicker, Tyler Leigh. Maybe this switch is the best thing that could’ve happened to him.

Unlike Allan, Tyler isn’t planning on going into the draft or playing football for the rest of his life. He’s got other plans, though a side trip in the sheets with Allan isn’t off his radar. He’s wanted Allan since he joined the team. But Tyler’s got baggage and an overzealous ex-boyfriend hell-bent on making his life miserable. With Allan, he sees a bright spot.

Will these two seeming opposites leave their desires on the field, or will they find common ground together and score?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of masturbation, implied abuse as well as references to violence, physical assault and emotional abuse.

Available from Pride Publishing:

https://www.pride-publishing.com/book/making-the-play

And soon from ebook retailers everywhere.

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