Today I am so pleased to welcome Megan Slayer to Joyfully Jay. Megan has come to talk to us about her latest release, Constant. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!
There are two sides to every story. Sometimes there are many more, but there’s usually two—the person’s side and the truth. Can they be the same? Sometimes, but sometimes not.
Why do I mention this? Like the characters in Constant, I’ve got two sides to my writing personality. Confused? I write M/M as Megan Slayer. Why? Megan’s got the wilder imagination. She gets away with everything. I write M/F as Wendi Zwaduk. She’s more demure. So other than to write in two different genres, why would I write under two names? I had family who didn’t like that I wrote M/M. I don’t hide what I write or that I’m both people—Megan and Wendi.
So what does this have to do with Constant, Roddy and Vegas? Roddy has two sides to his personality. He’s the controlled television producer who knows what’s going on most of the time and has everything scheduled. Then there’s the side of him that likes to give up control at the club. He likes to submit and to be spanked. The two sides don’t exactly jive, but they make him whole.
Same thing for Vegas. By night, he’s a dominant and wielding a crop or cane. By day? He’s working at a community center. He doesn’t feel the two sides can be reconciled. He struggles with these two sides. Both make him happy, but for different reasons. Is he going to be able to find balance? And if he decides to give Roddy a chance for a relationship outside of the club, will they be able to go the distance?
That’s the fun of Constant. There’s always a problem to be solved and a balance to be had.
I’ve come to accept and champion both Megan and Wendi. Each side has her importance and I wouldn’t be happy if I didn’t have them. Megan, the thrill seeker and Wendi, the cautious girl. They make me who I am as a writer. Can Roddy and Vegas come to see the balance and goodness in being two sides of a coin? You’ll have to read Constant and find out!
Being at the community center was Andrew Vegas’ job. Master Vegas only stepped out in Darkness. He tossed the paper towels in the trash then removed the gloves. As far as he was concerned, the two sides of who he was weren’t going to interact. No one needed to know he spanked people at night and taught basketball to kids during the day.
Maybe he was crazy for trying to have a life outside the club. Many of the Doms only worked for Darkness. Not him. He needed the normalcy of a regular job. If he told Roddy about his dual life, would Roddy understand? Or push him away? Should he even bother to say something to Roddy?
Things needed to progress a tad more before he allowed any grand confessions. For all he knew, the coupling with Roddy was a doomed situation. He shook his head. He refused to allow the negative to intrude on his situation. If things were meant to progress with Roddy, then so be it. He’d be ready.
He demands his submissive’s body and soul…but can he accept his sub’s heart?
Roddy Green never planned to fall in love and certainly not with his Dom, but every time he goes into Darkness, a fetish club, he falls for Vegas all over again. Being in love isn’t the same as being loved in return. Vegas is there to do a job—not to build a romance. But what if the main constant in Roddy’s life is also the one person he can’t live without?
Andrew Vegas knows his job. He’s a Dom. But there is more than one side to him and he’s tired of keeping the other parts of him hidden. One man makes him feel safe and comfortable enough to open up—his pet, Roddy. But will Roddy, the producer of a local news broadcast, want to be with a man with secrets?
Reader Advisory: This book contains references to light knifeplay.
Publisher’s Note: This book contains characters who also appear in Permanent.
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 writes under the name of Wendi Zwaduk.