Announcement

What Really Happened: Part V & Honeymoon from Hell News…Amazon

“Darrin, stop.”

The words sent a chill down his spine as he slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him. He felt his stomach drop as dread slammed into him.

He’d just seriously fucked up.

God, he couldn’t believe how badly he’d just fucked up. All these years of struggling to stay in control, forcing himself to act like it didn’t tear him apart when she saw other men, that he didn’t want to kill every last fucking one of them with his hands, but he’d somehow always believed the bullshit that they meant nothing and that one day she would realize what they had, but he’d just ruined everything because he couldn’t keep his fucking dick under control.

Honeymoon from Hell is not done yet!

Honeymoon from Hell IV got delayed thanks to that fun reaction I had to medication that I had a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, the book released too early and there is nothing in it. It will be done in two days or less, so for all that is holy, do not download it or buy it until I put up a notice!

Sorry about the wait, busting my buns to get it to you as soon as possible.

R.L

A Few Announcements

Okay, I have a few announcements to make so please bear with me here:

First off, a lot of readers have been asking about the audio versions of the latest books. I just got word today that they will be ready around November 17th.

Tomorrow night, Saturday night, I will be at the Prudential Center to meet whoever wants to show up for some PF Changs and hit Barnes and Noble.

October 9th to the 12th I will be in Greenfield, South Carolina to hang out with some awesome readers if you're interested :)

Honeymoon from Hell III….is now available at iBooks & Smashwords

Excerpt from Honeymoon from Hell III

Her stomach dropped at the thought of Connor never coming back. She kept telling herself that Connor could take whatever they dished out and more, but…

What if he couldn’t?

What if they’d finally managed to break him? God, she couldn’t stomach the idea of him coming back changed, which was the only way that she could describe how most of the men came back after the initiation. She wasn’t sure that she could handle seeing a strong man like Connor flinching anytime a noise startled him or find him curled up in the corner, sobbing and muttering to himself because the memories had become too much for him to handle.

Once upon a time she may have willed that kind of hell on him, but with time and really great sex, she’d been able to get over their shared animosity. Sure, it would probably entertain her to see him dive for cover whenever the doorbell went off, but now that they were married it just seemed wrong to take immense satisfaction out of seeing someone screwing with his head.

Camping Trip: Part VIII

Maybe she should have taken him back to the mansion instead, Danni absently thought as she discretely slapped Caine’s hand away when it made another attempt to grab her breast.

Maybe not, she decided when he released a vicious growl as he went in for another grab, forcing her to slap his hand away even as she smoothly stepped in front of him, coming between him and the visibly frightened man, staring at them in mute horror as he limply held out a worn copper key attached to a cheap off-white, warped keychain that had seen better days.

“Thank you,” she said with a forced smile, accepting the key as she choked back a gasp when the horny bastard behind her switched his focus to her ass.

“Y-you’re welcome,” the poor man that would probably require years of therapy thanks to them mumbled absently as he kept his terrified gaze locked on Caine, instinctually knowing that if he so much as gazed her way that Caine would probably tear his throat out.

Delay in Chronicle

Sorry to say this, but I need to delay the Chronicle by at least one day. Between the signing yesterday and Gettysburg today, I got swamped with everything.

I have started the Chronicle, so we are good. I am just too darn tired to write it right now. I apologize for the delay.

R.L.

A look at the next Honeymoon from Hell….Trevor & Zoe

“H-he t-tossed the c-clothes to me and told me to get d-dressed,” she managed to get out with a sniffle that for some reason had every one of his relatives shifting their glares back on him.

“H-he didn’t even tell me where we were going,” she said, pausing to add another one of those sniffles that he was starting to blame the hormones for. “H-he wouldn’t even let me eat. He just told me to get dressed, dragged me down here and said that we were getting married.”

“That’s more than most women get in our family,” he pointed out with a mumble, expecting some support from the men in his family, but all he ended up getting were more glares, a few more shoulder shoves and a, “Better watch your back, bitch,” from his Great Uncle Theo.