Friday, August 10, 2012

It's Coming!!!!

A snippet of Wild Flower, because I can! We get to pimp so many fantastic new works here on the Menagerie and I thought I'd spotlight my upcoming novella, which happens to be Glow, Book 5!!!

Wild Flower
Number in Series: 5
Author: Megan Slayer
BIN: 05874-01884
Word Count: 17K
Page Count: 58
Price: $3.99
Release Date: August 10, 2012
Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Artist: ReneƩ George
Genres and Themes: Erotic Romance, Novella, Paranormal, Magic, Werewolves

She's the key to his destiny, if he's willing to embrace a position of power.

Ansen doesn't believe he's alpha material. He lives life on his own terms and keeps feelings out of the equation -- until a chance meeting at a Glow concert turns his world upside down.

Willow likes having all access to her favorite band. She lives in the shadows and keeps the band's fan site running without fail. But one glimpse of the dark stranger proves there's more to life than a laptop screen.

But is he too much of a gamble if her heart is the ultimate prize?

Available here!


“I wasn’t ready for the night to end.” Mr. Handsome threaded his fingers into her hair and brushed his forehead against hers. “Crazy, huh?”

“The night doesn’t have to end yet. Come on.” Willow knew the Smithson Arena like the back of her hand. The closest exit was in the same hallway as an alcove with a cleaning closet. “Are you game?”

“Hell, yes.”

Good thing she’d decided to wear the skirt instead of her normal jeans. Hand in hand, Willow led him to one of the alcoves in the venue. Few people would venture that far down the hallway. Willow backed him against the wall and clutched his shirt. He wore all black, just like the color of his hair. In the bright fluorescent light, he embodied her interpretation of walking sin.

“Don’t want to miss this.” Willow shoved him into the wall and pressed her lips to his. She thrust her hands up under his shirt and explored the contours of his chest.

Mr. Handsome moaned into her mouth and dug his nails into her bottom. His tongue tangled with hers. Willow sucked on him, mimicking what she’d do with his cock. He clutched her skirt and groaned. With her in his embrace, he turned her around and pinned her between his body and the cool concrete wall. Her phone jabbed into her hip, but she didn’t care. She’d passed up too many perfectly good opportunities in favor of being cautious.

He broke the kiss first. “Need you.”

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