I’ve always had a thing for rock stars. I mean, come on.
They ooze sex. Mick Jagger, Paul McCartney, Marvin Gaye, Freddie Mercury,
Sting...well, you get the idea. They are great for story ideas, too.
When I sat down to write my parts of the Zero, Ohio series,
I had no idea the character of Cary Hazard would come about. I didn’t see him
initially. Then as the stories evolved, he showed up. I’m glad. He’s not a
typical rocker, in that he’s not currently performing. He took a leave of
absence from the music business to clear his head. He ends up in Zero because
his former friend, Leon – from Mixing Mike – lives there.
Cary isn’t looking for love, either, but as it tends to
happen in Zero, fate has other ideas. Fate pushes Cary and Layne into each
other’s social circles.
So back to the initial question...why write about rock
stars? Cary says it’s simple. He’s interesting and has lived a crazy life that
needs to be told. He’s right. He’s also tall, dark, tattooed and sexy. Oh and
he’s almost 15 years older than Layne. Makes for some interesting dynamics and
conversation.
Will these two work out? Will the rock star thing be too
much for the blossoming twosome? You’ll have to read Catching Cary to find out!
Here’s more:
Catching
Cary
by Megan
Slayer
Sometimes
giving into fate gets you to the place you most want to be.
Cary Hazard walked away from his life as the
front man for the band, Cascadia, to embrace a quieter existence in Zero. With
no celebrities and no one wanting things from him, he’s happy. He’s also
lonely. He wants to find that one special person to warm his nights and love
him—tattoos and all. Will he or end up alone again or will the hunk at the
Eight Ball bar be his saving grace?
Layne Stevens has a past he’s not proud of. He’s looking for redemption, but not in the
hands of a former star. If he can stay in the shadows, he’s happy, but lonely.
The man singing at the bar has his full attention. He wants to wrap himself up
in the guy’s strong arms. Will he be able to open up and offer his heart or
will the truth destroy everything he holds dear? It’s a matter of catching
Cary.
Catching Cary
Zero, Ohio
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What the readers are saying:
“Watching
these two flirt and find love was sizzling hot. They have chemistry
that just leaps off the pages of this book. Pretty sure I have
singed fingers now. I like the idea that opposites really can find
love and each brings what the other needs to the relationship. I pick
up Ms. Slayer’s works for two reasons, she brings me stories that are
original and well thought out and she always makes me fall in love and want
more. I know I will be looking for more in the Zero, Ohio series in
the future. Bring on the man love!” Redz
World – Rated 5 shooting stars
About the Author:
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.
Contact Details:
Website http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
Email:
theauthormeganslayer@gmail.com
Enjoy the following
excerpt for CATCHING CARY:
The busboy he’d been
ogling moved to the table next to Cary. He plunked the tub down and rested one
hand on his hip. “How are you doing on that beer? Your server took off. If you
want another, I’ll get it.”
“You’re serving
tonight?” Cary finally saw his face. Thick dark lashes framed his hazel eyes. A
silver ball decorated the space between his bottom lip and chin. A tiny bit of
mahogany-colored hair dusted his cheeks and concentrated on his chin. The man
looked young. Like, young enough to be Cary’s son, young. Damn.
“Yeah.” He snorted. “I’m
a jack of all trades tonight. My boss, Tyson, called me in to wait tables, but
the guy who normally busses quit an hour into the night.”
“Well, since you’re
serving, I’ll take a vodka and lime.” Cary nodded once. “Thank you.”
The man smiled, but dipped
his head and blocked Cary’s view. When the guy came back with the glass in
hand, he winked. “Here you go.” He placed the drink on the table. “You did a
good job on that song. This lot wouldn’t know good music if they had it whacked
over their heads.”
“You know Cascadia’s
stuff?”
“I’ve got the cassette.
My older brother passed it down to me. I’m more into harder stuff.”
“Ah.” Cary sipped the
drink, liking the burn of the vodka down his throat. The brother passed the
cassette down.... Good God.
“The tape broke so I got
the CD over at Vintage. Leon hunted it down for me. He’s good at that stuff.”
He cleared the empty beer bottles from Cary’s table. “Speaking of Cascadia, you
nailed the flourish at the end. Most people can’t do that and kill it when they
try.”
“Thanks.” The tips of
his ears burned. He knew he’d nailed the flourish, but hearing the words from
the younger man pleased him. “Lots of people sing it?”
“Nah.” He shrugged. “Most people tear the currently popular
crap apart.” He picked up the bin. “I’ll be right back. If you need anything,
I’m Layne.”
@copyright Megan Slayer 2014
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