Sinfully_MMBlog_2015-Sep-30Hey everyone! So it’s October which means it’s also Queer Romance Month in my little section of Internet land. This was such a wonderful event last year, and I’m thrilled that our fearless leader Alexis Hall has somehow banded together a bunch of scatter-brained authors like me again to help out.

So, I’m not very good at writing blog posts, especially on call. I really suck at it unless there’s a very specific idea I want to get across, and even then, I’m kind of rambly about it.

This year’s theme was, “We all Need Stores.” And I was very inspired by that, so I wrote a short story rather than a rambly blog post. My story is called GOOD BONES. And I’m really proud of it. I’d be honored if you read it (it’s free) and to do that, you can go here. Please feel free to leave me a comment over on the Queer Romance Month site and let me know what you think. And do please check out the many posts we’ll be featuring throughout the month. Thanks!

DirtyTalk REVISEWhere do I start with this book? WHERE DO I START? Because DIRTY TALK really stole my heart. It was one of the easiest books I’ve ever written, which doesn’t necessarily mean good or bad things. One of my hardest books to write (FOCUS ON ME) ended up being one of my favorites. But DIRTY TALK wrote smooth because Brent is smooth. Because Ivy was strong. Because the bond between her and her sister was a delight to write. Because the Paytons are a tight-knit family with flaws but they all have good hearts.

Because I wrote a drunk girl’s night out which is one of my all-time favorite scenes I’ve ever written. You have to read the book to find out why Delilah’s boobs ruined prom. :)

Because I don’t even really like dogs but Honeybear is a pretty awesome dog.

Because kids are honestly not my favorite thing to write/read in a romance but Violet was such a delight to write.

Because I love this family. I’ve now “known” the Paytons for about a year and a half, back when I introduced them while writing MAKE IT RIGHT.

And now the final brother gets his happily-ever-after and I wouldn’t change a thing about it.











I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again. If you haven’t read any books from me, and want to give me a try, consider checking out DIRTY TALK. I think it’s a great primer into what books by me are like. :)

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Next up, is DIRTY DEEDS. And I’m excited about that too. Ivy’s sister, Alex, is a mechanic at Payton and Sons. She’s had a rough past, but she meets her match in a hot British businessman who rolls into her shop. That’s out in December.

Thanks for all of your support and happy reading. :)

PfhH_500 (1)Grant and Chloe are finally here! It’s the release day for PLAYING FOR HER HEART, which is the second book in my Gamers series with Entangled Brazen.

This book was a challenge for me to write. Chloe was the first truly shy/introverted character I’ve ever written, but really adore her and miss writing her!

Grant, my nerdy, charming single-dad, has such a huge heart. He’s just a great guy, even if it takes him a while to figure Chloe out.

I hope you take a chance on them! And if you want to catch up, you can read the first in the series, CHANGING HIS GAME and see where it all began.

Next up is TIED TO TROUBLE, which is Chad and Owen’s story. Yes, it’s an male/male romance! I ridiculously nerdy and fun m/m. The fourth book in the series will be Ethan Talley’s story.


She wanted fantasy. He’s about to make it a reality…

Grant Osprey just had the hottest sex of his life. Sure, they were both in costume, and yes, it was anonymous, but he never expected her to bolt in the middle of the night without so much as a good bye, let alone exchanging numbers. Or names. All he’s left with are her panties and some seriously X-rated memories…until he meets his business partner’s little sister.

Only Chloe Talley isn’t the bold, sexy vixen he remembers. And she wants nothing to do with him.

Cosplay is Chloe’s only chance to leave her boring, socially awkward world behind. To forget that she’s failing at life and can’t be with anyone, let alone a single-father like Grant. But the raw hunger between them is undeniable. With him, she can be a misbehaving maid. A sexy call girl for hire. Each scene pushes Chloe beyond her strict boundaries, until Grant demands the one character she can’t play.




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9780698194632_FocusOnMe_EB (5)So, FOCUS ON ME, the book that nearly broke me to write and caused many tears/much angst, is out in the world today. For everyone to read. And I’m feeling a mix of emotions from excitement to extreme nerves. This book deals with some heavy topics and even though early reviews have loved this book and how I dealt with the themes, I’m still scared shitless.

I wrote this book from my heart, as someone who struggles with anxiety, who knows what it’s like to feel like your mind is battling you and knows what it’s like to call your doctor crying because you can’t take it anymore.

I have a good life. A happy life. But mental illness doesn’t give a shit. Not one shit. It’s the honey badger of honey badgers.

So this book is about that, about how mental illness affects all people, even those who on the outside look like they have it all.

Sorry to get all deep. I should be throwing confetti because this book is no longer mine. It’s yours. Colin and Riley are now in your hands, in your hearts. Keep them safe. :)

Here is what some people are saying about FOCUS ON ME:

“Erickson’s second road-trip romance (after Trust the Focus) is a tender treat… Erickson imbues handsome Riley with near-debilitating emotional issues, which refreshingly having nothing to do with being gay. Credible characterizations and a sensitive ear for the ways men talk about love and sex make this a delectable summer read.” – Publishers Weekly

“Heartbreaking, beautiful, haunting…” – Give me Books

“Focus On Me has it all – sweet, tender moments; super sexy ones; a few laughs, and a lot of heartache, but it’s worth it in the end.” – TBQ’s Book Palace

“I think this is a message that all readers will be able to relate to. We all struggle with self-acceptance, and not feeling worthy of love at times.” – A Bookish Escape



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DIRTY THOUGHTS is finally on sale!! It’s so weird to me because I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this book to be out, but OMG FINALLY. The Paytons were first introduced back in September (in MAKE IT RIGHT) and ever since, I’ve been dying to write their stories!

The Mechanics of Love series is adult romance, and while the series is sexy, it’s also full of heart. This series feels like home to me. It’s what I love about life – families and friendships and laughing and working to live, not living to work. The Paytons, despite a rough childhood, love each other. Writing the brotherly banter is some of the best things I love to write. These guys make me laugh and swoon and fan myself.

And guys, if you’re familiar with Jack Payton, hold on to your seats, because he’ll surprise you. :)

Friendships mean a lot to me too, particularly female friendships. I adore Delilah and Jenna and I can’t wait for you to read more of them in DIRTY TALK, which is out in September. That’s Brent’s book, and man, he’s a wild one. :)

I hope you take a chance on this series, and meet the Paytons, and I hope you fall in love with them like I did. I can’t wait to write more of these series and dive back into the world of Tory, Maryland.

Happy Reading!

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So, one year ago today, MAKE IT COUNT released. Yeah. Seriously. It’s been a year. HOW HAS THIS HAPPENED. Since MiC released, I’ve written… um, a lot of books. In 2015, I signed three contracts. I… am not even sure what all has happened anymore.

I don’t even know where this post is going, other than to say. Holy Crap. This whole thing has been a dream come true. Pinch me.

When MiC released, I remember being so focused on numbers – sales and Amazon rank and blah and blah and I don’t even like numbers, why do we need them even?

And one thing I’ve grown to understand over the year is that… well… numbers matter but they aren’t everything. They aren’t even most things. At least, not to me and not at this point in my career. They don’t show the reader emails and messages, the time I fangirled like a moron over Ruthie Knox and Carolyn Crane, but then hung out and drank Dallas Rubies with them and the rest of the Wonkamance crew (I think I actually said to Molly O’Keefe, “Do you know you’re Molly O’Keefe?” I mean, can I be more cliche?). The time I cried and babbled to Kristen Ashley like a total crazy person. The time Damon Suede picked me up in his arms and we have a picture of us both laughing. The time Jay Crownover TOTALLY schooled those teenage boys who tried to sell us pot. (I’m still laughing about that)

The encouraging talks with my agent and editors, where they teach me about my craft and show me how to be a better writer/author/person.

They don’t show the friends I’ve made, the calories I’ve burned laughing with them over really dumb typos. The times we’ve supported each other, not just in our careers, but in our personal lives, so that now I consider them some of my very best friends. They don’t show the experiences I’ve had at conventions and signings, meeting readers and other authors.

Because for me, that’s what I love most about this career — it’s not just numbers and it’s not just getting to meet amazing authors who act like I’m their peer (jokes on them, I’m not, I’m just a poser). It’s EVERYTHING together, as a whole, the sum of all its parts.

So I love this career because of the stories I’m able to tell and the people I’ve met along the way and all the experiences I’ve had. It’s been a helluva year. A crazy year. And I can’t wait for what the future holds.

Gah, that was SAPPY. Ugh. I need to go rub some dirt on my face now.

Love to you all. <3

TTFsale1Hey, yeah, you heard right! TRUST THE FOCUS, the book that introduced you all to JusLan, is only 99c for a limited time as we head into the home stretch of the release of FOCUS ON ME (7/21).

TRUST THE FOCUS can be read as standalone. I adore this book and these characters. If you’re new to romance or gay romance, now’s your chance to grab it at a low price! And do it now before the price goes back up to $3.99!

With his college graduation gown expertly pitched into the trash, Justin Akron is ready for the road trip he planned with his best friend Landry— and ready for one last summer of escape from his mother’s controlling grip. Climbing into the Winnebago his father left him, they set out across America in search of the sites his father had captured through the lens of his Nikon.

As an aspiring photographer, Justin can think of no better way to honor his father’s memory than to scatter his ashes at the sites he held sacred. And there’s no one Justin would rather share the experience with more than Landry.

But Justin knows he can’t escape forever. Eventually he’ll have to return home and join his mother’s Senate campaign. Nor can he escape the truth of who he is, and the fact that he’s in love with his out-and-proud travel companion.

Admitting what he wants could hurt his mother’s conservative political career. But with every click of his shutter and every sprinkle of ash, Justin can’t resist Landry’s pull. And when the truth comes into focus, neither is prepared for the secrets the other is hiding.

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So, DIRTY THOUGHTS, the first in my new Mechanics of Love series (6/16, Avon Impulse) is apparently making its way into reviewers’ hands. And since it’s out in about six weeks, I decided to write a little post about it.

DirtyThoughtsFirst and foremost — I love writing this series. It’s about families and friendships and looooove. It’s about rekindling old loves and finding new loves and most of all, it’s about growing. The love interests in this series are late twenties to early thirties. I’m thirty-two. And I’ll tell you what, I don’t know if I’m closer to feeling like an adult than I did at twenty-two (cue Taylor Swift singing).

In DIRTY THOUGHTS, Cal has a lot of growing to do. A lot to learn. He committed to bachelorhood ten years ago and he didn’t think anything would sway him from that decision. That is, until Jenna MacMillan, his Sunshine, comes back to town. He comes around, but there are growing pains, people. Real growing pains. And along the way there are sweet words and family shockers and best of all — sexy times. In vehicles. *cough*

I love Jay Crownover to death. She cracks me up and she’s also crazy talented. She saw my awesome cover and asked to read an advanced copy of the book. And because she’s NYT BESTSELLING AUTHOR JAY CROWNOVER, I fell over myself to email this bad boy to her. And she was amazing and read it and had this to say about it: “Megan Erickson offers up a super sweet, extra sexy second chance romance that will have you laughing out loud and needing a minute to cool off.”

So nice, right?

I think I was made to write the Payton brothers, I really do. Writing this series feels like home to me. I’m not sure why, but it does. There is some sexy and some sweet and I hope a good couple of laughs. I set out writing this series with the intention of a decent-sized cast. There’s Cal and Brent Payton. Max Payton and good ol’ dad Jack Payton. There’s Jenna MacMillan and her friend Delilah Jenkins. There’s a surprise character I think you’ll fall in love with. So I hope DIRTY THOUGHTS makes you eager to read about everyone else. I just turned in DIRTY TALK to my editor and I have to say, Brent Payton might be my favorite hero ever.

So yeah. This series has a lot of my heart. I loved convincing Cal–the gruff, stubborn loner–to open up his huge heart and let people in. Welcome to Tory, Maryland, home of Payton and Sons Automotive. :)

Here’s my Pinterest board, which has tons of eye candy! Mechanics of Love on Pinterest

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Bonus Scene based off of the video game featured in CHANGING HIS GAME

She had made him mad again.

Evelyn tended to do that a lot, anger Bauer. Even though it always resulted in a decent beating and subsequent imprisonment, she did it anyway. To show him she was still Evelyn, wife to Aric of Arendale, and even though Bauer had taken almost everything from her, he hadn’t taken her spirit.

Not yet.

She moved her chained ankle restlessly, so the metal links clanked against the stone ground. She heard movement in the distance and smiled. Sari must be in punishment as well. Sari, a former princess sold by her evil brothers to Bauer, had even more spirit that Evelyn.

Evelyn picked at a scab on her arm, wincing at the pain in her back. When Bauer took her years ago, he’d intended on making her his mistress. But when he found out that she and Aric had been able to consummate their marriage after all, he was enraged. So for years now, she’d been his maid, relegated to the lowest social status in the castle.

She didn’t care, not really. She’d rather scrub floors than share Bauer’s bed.

She closed her eyes, but it was taking more and more effort to picture Aric’s face these days—that square jaw, the broad shoulders, the warm brown eyes, which had been pained the last time she saw him.

He could be dead. Or alive. She had no idea. But it didn’t matter, really. Bauer’s castle was impenetrable. Unless the prophecy was true, and Aric would come into his powers…

She shook her head. No. No. That way lay madness. And she was barely clinging to sanity as it was.

Evelyn stood, the bottom of her threadbare skirt brushing the floor. She straightened her corset, working to breath deeply despite the tight laces. Even though Bauer hadn’t required her in his bed, he still wanted to leer, and hold the power over her head that he could have her if he so wanted.

She walked to the wooden door of her cell and laid her forehead against it. Softly, she called out, “Sari?”

There was the faint rattle of a chain dragging across the floor in a cell nearby. Then a weak voice, “Ev.”

Evelyn frowned, displeased not to hear the usual strength behind Sari’s words. “Are you okay?”

A hoarse laugh, then a cough. “Nothing that hasn’t been done to me before.”

Evelyn raised a hand and stroked the wood, wishing she could touch her friend. “You need to be more careful.”

“You’re one to say that.”

Sari had a point.

Footsteps sounded outside in the hall and Evelyn didn’t answer, knowing the guards would mete out further punishment if they heard the two women talking.

Although these footsteps sounded… different. Softer. Not like the heavy footfalls of their pot-bellied guards.

Then, silence.

Evelyn held her breath.

The next sound was a loud splintering of wood followed by Sari’s ear-piercing scream.

Evelyn went berserk. “No! Leave her alone!” she shouted, banging her fists on the door, kicking it with her slippered feet until she was sure she’d broken all of her toes. But Sari’s shrieks continued, interspersed with masculine grunts and Evelyn was screaming now too, for Sari, for herself, for this miserable life that she’d never escape.

And then she heard a voice she thought she’d never hear again in her entire life. “Woman, I’m trying to get you out of here if you’d stop fighting me!”

Big, brash, Breck.

Aric’s best friend and second-in-command.

Evelyn froze at the sound of his voice, and that’s when she heard it. Or felt it. Even in the dungeon, the change in the air was apparent.

A whoosh.

A rumble.

The walls around her trembled and dust rained down upon her head.


Aric had come.

She sank to the floor, scooting back to the corner as screams began to echo from the floors above her. The screams of death and the crackling of fire and the sounds of destruction.

Destruction only Aric could bring.

The prophecy had come true. And he’d used his powers for this.

“Breck!” she called out.

There was a pause in the scuffle. “Evelyn.”

“Breck,” she responded softly.

There was a pause, then a heaving breath. “He’s coming, Evelyn. He’s coming.”

Evelyn closed her eyes and clenched her fists. “Sari, he’s trying to help you!” Evelyn called.  “Please stop fighting him!”

But she was unsuccessful in convincing Sari, because the two were still arguing.

She heard a grunt and then Sari continuing to holler as their voices and one set of footsteps carried off down the hallway, like Breck had hauled her over his shoulder.

Evelyn stayed huddled in her corner of her cell, and she didn’t know how much time had passed when she heard a new set of footsteps stop in front of her door.

A key entered the locked, turned, and then the door swung open.

It took a moment for her eyes to adjust. The body standing in front of the doorway was backlit by a sconce on the wall behind him. But he was big, and male, and even in the dim light, she’d recognize that face anywhere.

She rose slowly, using her hands on the wall at her back to help her to her feet. The man took one step inside of her cell, and the light fell over his face.

It was Aric. Those eyes hadn’t changed, even if his face did. He was older, more scarred, standing in front of her in nothing but boots, breeches and a harness over his naked chest, which was stained with soot and blood.

His sword hung on his back in a scabbard. His hair was shorn, his jaw bearded.

She lifted her hand to her own face self-consciously, wondering what he was thinking after having not seen his wife for years. She wasn’t the young beauty she’d been back when they were married. Her face was lined from stress; her hands calloused from hard labor. Her hair was dull, her clothes in tatters, and her body was filthy.

Aric’s chest heaved once, and then he walked toward her in three strides, gathering her in his strong arms. She clung to his biceps, curling her fingers into his skin. He buried his face in her hair and whispered, “My Evelyn. I came for you.”

She hadn’t cried since they took her from Aric. Not once had she let them see her weakness.

But now, now she clung to her husband, the man who’d brought the wrath of his dragons and sought her out and she sobbed against his chest, her tears creating tracks through the soot and blood stains on his skin. “My Aric,” she whispered. “You came for me.”


He hadn’t thought he’d feel her in his arms again. Hadn’t dared to dream. He hadn’t known if she was alive or dead. All he knew was that he had to take revenge upon the man who’d taken her from him. The man who’d stripped him of his land and title and everything that he had.

But Evelyn was alive. And although she moved like she was in pain, and the fabric on her body was a far cry from the finery he’d last seen her in, she was alive. Whole. And she’d said, My Aric.

He didn’t care how they looked or where they were or the state they were in. He cupped her jaw in both hands, lifted her face, and pressed his lips to hers.

She was his wife, always would be, no matter what had happened since he’d last seen her. Their wedding night had been the best night of his life and he hadn’t had a wink of sleep. They’d come together again and again, mouths opening, fingers searching, skin touching. Needing each other. Loving each other.

And then by the next evening, she’d been taken.

But he never forgot her, or what they had, not all these years. And while his original plan was revenge, now it was all about rescue, it was all about feeling his Evelyn’s lips on his again.

She still tasted sweet. And most of all, she still tasted like his.

He pulled back to gaze into those blue eyes he’d fallen in love with all those years ago. Brushing her hair from her face, he ran a thumb over her bottom lip. “What was your position in the castle?”

She swallowed. “His maid.”

Aric raised his eyebrows. “Then what are you doing in the dungeon chained to the wall? You can’t do much from here.”

A smirk tugged at her lips. “I made him angry.”

“Is this a regular occurrence?”

Her smirk grew. “Maybe?”

“And what did you do this time, my Evelyn, to anger Bauer so?”

She made to duck her head, but he held her firm so she had to look him in the eye. She blinked. “I-I covered the arms of his dining chair with soot. It stained his clothes but he didn’t know, and no one wanted to tell him so he walked around like that for an entire evening.” Her shoulders began to shake. “It was worth a week of gruel in the dungeon to see his face when he discovered it.”

Aric shook his head. He’d known Evelyn since she was six, and those kinds of pranks were always in her wheelhouse. “You haven’t changed, have you?”

She shook her head fiercely. “All I had left was me. My pride. I fought to keep it.”

His chest swelled with pride and admiration. “You are a formidable fighter.”

She smiled and he stepped back, pulling his sword from his scabbard. “Don’t move.”

She froze, and with a grunt, he brought his sword down on the end of lock binding her ankle. The metal fell away, leaving behind a red, angry sore on her skin. The sight made his teeth clench, but Evelyn covered it quickly with her tattered skirt.

He held out his hand and waved it around their heads. “Follow me, because all you see here? It’s ours now, my queen. There is no more Bauer. This is our castle now.”

She stared at him with wide eyes, then she lifted her chin, looking like the queen she was always meant to be, and followed him out of the dungeon and into the light.

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The day is finally here! Woot! Changing His Game is out in the world and you all get to meet Austin and Marley, and read the book that I nicknamed Dirty Nerdy.

This book was written for fun. I got the idea, sat down, and started writing. In no time at all, I had the first three chapters. So this book and series is really all about something I truly wanted to write and I’m thrilled that Heather Howland, editor extraordinaire at Entangled, loved it too and wanted to publish it. :)

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He controls the game, but she’s rewriting all the rules…

Marley Lake is no stranger to awkwardness, but getting caught watching a dirty GIF by the company’s hot new IT guy exceeds even her standards. That is, until she realizes he’s as turned on by it as she is. But with a big promotion on the line, she refuses to let her current dry spell be her downfall. Maybe.

Austin Rivers has no business lusting after the irresistible editor of Gamers Magazine. He’s a secret partner in the business-and technically Marley’s boss. One look at that GIF, though, and he’s ready to install a whole lot more than just software…as long as she never finds out who he really is.

But reality’s not as virtual as it seems, and when Austin’s identity jeopardizes Marley’s promotion, he has to change his game or risk losing the only woman with the cheat code to his heart.

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So, in this book, there is a video game called Aric’s Revenge, which is also a movie. I made up this game for the book, and the whole series actually. It was a lot of fun. And I have a special scene FROM the video game, featuring warrior Aric rescuing his wife Evelyn. You can read this scene without reading CHANGING HIS GAME. It’s just something short, fun, and free!

Aric’s Revenge Bonus Scene

I hope you like it. Let me know what you think!

And thanks to everyone who’s been so amazing with your support of this book. I couldn’t do this without you all!