Anger Management

Misunderstood and Furious Are Now Available!

Dear Reader,

I am pleased to announce that Misunderstood, the first Neighbor from Hell YA novel and Furious, the second novel in the Anger Management Series are now available!

As some of you know, I had been working on Furious over the summer, but was forced to put it aside so that I could make sure that Misunderstood was ready in time for its December release. Once I finished with Misunderstood, I returned to Furious, hoping that it would still make a 2020 release and after a lot of sleepless nights and the kindness of my team and help from Smashwords.com, I was able to finish it and put it up for a surprise release this week. 

It took a little time, but Furious is now available in ebook at Amazon, iBooks, B&N, Kobo, and Smashwords. I will be getting both books in Audible and paperback next year. It will just take a little bit of time.

For those of you who are new to both series, let me give you a brief overview of both books.

Dear Reader…

Dear Reader,

It's hard to believe that after 7 years, Devastated will be here in two days. It's been one of the most difficult books that I've ever written and also one of the most enjoyable books as well. The book has my usual wit, sweetness, and lightheartedness that my other books have, but it also touches on a subject that many people have to deal with It’s been seven years in the making and has gone through a lot of changes, but finally, it’s here and I’m pretty happy with the way that it turned out and the direction of the series.

And the next R.L. Mathewson book will be…

So, with Devastated finally finished after seven years...

It's time to move onto the next book. Now, as some of your remember we have quite a few books waiting to get some attention. Right now the main books that most readers seem to be waiting for are:

Irresistible

Tall, Dark & Furious

The next Cursed Hearts novel

 

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part VIII & The Latest News About Devastated

“There’s no reason to panic,” Mikey said and if she hadn’t said that as her legs gave out, he probably would have believed her.

“Oh, that can’t be good,” Cole said, rubbing his trembling hands down as his face as he stared down at Mikey while Jonathan, who’d decided to come help them after he’d spotted them walking to the baseball field on his way home, mumbled, “There’s so much blood.”

“I’m fine,” Mikey said, nodding to herself as Sebastian carefully lowered her to the ground.

“And all this blood?” Sebastian asked, looking paler by the second as Trevor knelt by her side and took a closer look at her temple and decided that a trip to the emergency room was definitely in order.

Excerpt from Devastated: An Anger Management Novel

“Oh, my god, please make it stop,” Kylie muttered with a tragic sigh as her cell phone continued to chime.

She wanted to cry.

She really did, but crying would require energy that she didn’t have right now. Besides, she was going to need all her energy to drag herself out of bed and see what the horrible man wanted.

Why did she have to sign those papers?

Damn Big Daddy and his love of…

Well, she wasn’t exactly sure what he’d been on when he’d burned the apartment building down, but whatever it was she cursed it for putting her in this situation. Even as she struggled to keep her eyes open long enough to sit up on the bare mattress that she’d passed out on a few hours ago, she knew that the fault was hers and hers alone. She’d made a deal with the devil, literally, and now she was paying for it.

Excerpt from Devastated: An Anger Management Novel

So, she was a smart ass, he thought as he waited for her to stop staring down at the cheap planner on her lap. As Conner watched her, he couldn’t help but wonder if that planner was her pride and joy. When she lovingly caressed the imitation leather with her fingertips he realized that this was the saddest fucking thing that he’d ever seen in his life.

“Do you need a moment or can we get back to work?” he asked when it looked like she was going to break out a sniffle and reminisce about better days.

An Excerpt from An Anger Management Novel

“Expiration is…,” Kylie mumbled as she searched the Snickers’ bar that she’d found lodged beneath her seat for an expiration date, “…..February 2010.”

Worrying her bottom lip with indecision, Kylie contemplated eating the candy bar that was six years past its expiration and obviously a parting gift from the last person who’d owned this car. She normally wasn’t big on sweets, especially expired ones, but since she hadn’t had a chance to eat anything since lunch yesterday it was now fair game. She was starving and willing to take a chance on what was most likely going to end up being an adventure later when the candy bar finally settled in her stomach. She’d either end up desperately searching the pharmacy later for some antacids or begging a doctor at the emergency room to kill her.

Excerpt from Furious: An Anger Management Novel

“Let me out!”

“What’s the magic word?” he asked, chuckling as he leaned back in his wheelchair and settled in while the woman who’d been foolish enough to get herself locked in a linen closet continued to try to break the door down.

“Bret,” she snapped, which of course was not the magic word so he had no choice but to ignore her.

“I’m not kidding!” she added a minute later.

“Really?” he asked, looking for something that he could wedge under the door to keep her locked in so that he could take a break, maybe grab a soda and a sandwich, watch a movie or two before fitting in a nap for the afternoon, but unfortunately there was nothing within reach that he could use.

Excerpt from one of the Anger Management Novels

Carly pulled the lollipop out of her mouth with a soft “plop” as she leaned forward to whisper to the woman who was a cross between Mary Poppins and the Pillsbury Dough Boy. “Is she making you nervous?”

The Mary Poppins/Pillsbury Dough Boy straightened to her impressive height of five-foot-one and with a huff, put her nose up in the air as she pointedly ignored Carly. Not that Carly could blame the woman. With the insane amount of money that was being offered for this particular job she was willing to overlook the fact that their potential employer, a woman in her mid thirties, wearing a rather tasteful suit who seemed unable to move from her spot in the doublewide driveway, had apologized a grand total of twenty-three times for a man that none of them had met yet.