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Dear, Reader,
I just realized that I never shared an excerpt of Finally here. At least, I couldn't find it. So, I'm going to post one here, because I like readers to have a better idea of what the book is about before they hit click just in case it's not really their cup of tea.
Finally is set for an April 28th. release, which is tomorrow. I hope you enjoy Devin and Charlie's book as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
R.L.
“Whatever you do, don’t start crying again,” someone said from her right as she struggled to open her eyes before adding, “He really seems to hate that.”
“Who?” Ashley tried to get out, but between the grogginess and the soul crushing pain that was currently tearing her body apart, she barely managed to get out a weak grunt.
“The asshole,” he answered anyway as the bed that she was on was jostled, letting her know that he’d decided to join her on the bed, a first for her, but something that she was going to have to ponder later.
Right now, she had other things that she needed to worry about.
“Good job keeping the tears at bay, sweetheart. Appreciate you taking one for the team,” he said dryly as she registered the feel of a large hand giving her head a condescending pat that left her battling the overwhelming urge to slap the owner of that hand.
“You’re doing it wrong,” the little pain in the ass that he’d promised his brother that he wouldn’t kill, said as she took her time selecting a donut from the box that she’d picked up after he threw her out an hour ago, hoping that she’d finally take the hint and leave him alone.
She didn’t.
No, instead she walked back into his workshop ten minutes ago as though he hadn’t threatened to spank her ass if he ever saw her again, hopped up onto his workbench and ignored him. He was going to kill his brother, Matt decided as he glared at the little pain in the ass that had taken it upon herself to annoy the shit out of him.
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
“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.
“Where’s your men?” a deep, exotic lilting voice that she could happily listen to all day asked slowly, the words a bit stressed as though he wasn’t used to speaking, but even that didn’t take away from the immense pleasure she took from listening to him speak even as her head continued to pound in agony. “Answer me, woman,” the voice demanded, sending a tingling sensation throughout her body, which was sadly the most pleasure a man had ever given her.
Chapter 1
“I think I’m going to be sick,” Melanie mumbled pathetically even as she shoved another delicious french fry in her mouth while she once again had to question the life choices she’d made that brought her here.
“Really? I can’t imagine why,” Rebecca, her best friend since elementary school and ex-roommate, said innocently with an equally innocent expression as she sat across the booth from her, clearly enjoying herself. Melanie considered kicking her beneath the table, but right now that seemed like a lot of work. So, she settled for taking another bite of her delicious french fry instead.
“I ran,” Melanie said in a daze, still trying to figure out how everything had gone so horribly wrong so quickly.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend :)
Last weekend I told you that there wouldn't be a Chronicle this week, because my main focus is finishing The Promise, which is at 90%. Instead, I promised that you would get a look at The Promise for those of you who are interested and here it is:
From "The Promise" An NFH Novel
“Please tell me that you’re not really looking up the rules for friends with benefits,” Reed said as she scrolled down the page and couldn’t help but shake her head with a sigh, because they were already screwing this up.
“I like to be informed,” she said, wondering how they were supposed to follow rules five through eight while she was living here. Then again, rule number four might be an issue since she really wasn’t interested in exploring her BDSM side. Except for the spankings. She was definitely interested in the spankings.
“Let me out!” the small woman that should have run when she had the chance said as she continued to pound on the pantry door.
“No,” he said even as he yanked the chair away from where he’d had it wedged beneath the doorknob and opened the door, needing to see with his own eyes that she was really unharmed. She opened her mouth to say something else, but he was already shutting the door and shoving the chair back in place to keep her from getting herself in more trouble.
“We need to leave, Trace,” she said, sounding frustrated as he stood there, taking in the destruction surrounding him and-
“Thank y-oh, come on!”his wife said with an exasperated sigh when he opened the door only to immediately shut it again after he ran his eyes over her one more time.