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General Update

Happy New Year's!

There will be no Chronicle tonight, because I've been focused 100% on finishing The Promise: A Neighbor from Hell novel, which I am aiming for release this month. I'm not sure if I will make it, but I am damn well going to try. There will probably only be a few days notice when it happens, but I will make sure to post it.

A Sneak Peek at “Irresistible”

“This is it,” he said with flourish as he opened his bedroom door only to have the damn thing get stuck on the disturbing towel that he’d used this morning.

Throwing her another one of those reassuring smiles that was starting to make him feel like a jackass, he discretely shoved the door harder as he tried to kick the towel out of the way until the door finally flew open and-

“Shit!”

Slammed into the wall, breaking the doorstopper in half and allowing the doorknob to embed itself in the wall and officially making the very long list of things that he needed to do, which he couldn’t help but notice had tripled since this morning. Hoping that she hadn’t noticed, he gestured for her to go inside.

Another Delectable Excerpt Cause I Got Distracted

From Delectable: A Neighbor from Hell

“Good morning, Yummy,” she said, absently looking over her shoulder at something in the kitchen before returning her gaze to him. “Sleeping in today, are we?”

“What time is it?” he asked with a frown as he glanced at the windows and noted that the sun was barely up.

“A little after six,” the crazed woman that had broken into the house said with a bored sigh as she pushed away from the couch.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked, rubbing his hands down his face as he wondered if this was a dream or-

Excerpt from Irresistible: Aidan’s Story…

“Melanie,” he said tightly as he stood there, glaring at the apartment door that belonged to the woman that he’d prayed he would never see again.

“I’m not here right now, but if you would like to leave your name and number I’ll get back to you later,” the smart ass hiding behind the door managed to say before adding, “beep,” further convincing him that she was out of her fucking mind.

“Open. The. Door,” he bit out, enunciating every syllable as he struggled to remember that he was a doctor and that he’d taken an oath not to strangle the infuriating woman that was fucking with his life.

There was a slight pause before she said, “Yeah, I really don’t think that would be in my best interest at the moment. So, if you’d like to come back later after you’ve had some time to calm down then-oh, crap,” she finished with a groan when he decided to stop playing games and decided to press his luck and see if the door was unlocked.

Delectable News and “Arrangement” Part 3

Well…

Delectable, the next Neighbor from Hell novel is officially done.

Well, if you don’t count final edits that is, lol. The book is up at iBooks, Amazon.com, and I believe Kobo for pre-order. If you have links for any of the other ebook stores that are selling it and would like to share, send me an email and I’ll add them.

The release date for this book is: August 1, 2018.

Thank you so much for your patience and support,

R.L.

Excerpt from Delectable…

“So, where should we start?” Sara asked as they stood there, holding the rusty hammers that she’d managed to find yesterday when she’d rummaged through the garage looking for anything that they could use today.

“The cabinets?” she suggested, because they seemed like the easiest place to start.

“Sounds good,” Sara said, nodding as she pulled her sunglasses on and raised her hammer, clearly ready to commence with the destruction of Kasey’s ugly kitchen only to hesitate. “Maybe we should empty them first?”

“That’s probably a good idea,” Kasey agreed, chewing on her bottom lip as she glanced from the top cabinets filled with dishes and bowls to the kitchen sink.

Since she kept her cleaning supplies in the small “pantry” the small cabinet beneath the sink was empty. Deciding that was the place to start, she gestured towards the sink. “That’s empty.”

Nodding, Sara said, “The sink it is.”

And with that the two of them took up positions in front of the sink, assumed positions of destruction, and with a nod, they both swung. Sara’s swing resulted in the rusty hammer breaking in two upon impact and Kasey’s wild swing-

“Oh, shit!”

Another Fire & Brimstone Teaser….

A another look at the next Neighbor from Hell novel, Fire & Brimstone...

“Son of a bitch!” he heard the lovely shout accompanied by the sound of what he assumed was his apartment door slamming shut.

“Wow, she sounds mad,” Melanie said from the next room.

“I can’t imagine why,” he drawled as he stole Rebecca’s pillow and shoved it behind his head, deciding that he might as well be comfortable during his last moments alive.

“What did you do?” the ever nosy woman asked with absolutely no shame, making him chuckle.

“Leveled the playing field,” he said, knowing that his partner in crime would understand.

Teaser Wednesday (Ignore the fact that it’s Thursday!)

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, wondering if he should change meat venders.

“I really am,” she said evenly as she glared up at him.

“Think again,” he said, deciding that the overall cost wouldn’t justify the switch.

“Look,” she said, getting in his face, or at least she’d tried to, but since he had a good ten inches on her it was an epic failure on her part, “I don’t like you and you don’t like me. So-”

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.