Sudden Response: An EMS Series novel

 Sudden Response, the first novel of the new EMS series is done and being published right now. It's already available at Smashwords.com for $2.99. It will be available shortly at Amazon.com and Barnesandnoble.com for the same price. 

I posted an excerpt at my facebook page and a different one here. I will be updating my website very shortly. Please enjoy and if there are any questions don't hesitate to contact me, rlmathewson25@gmail.com

"If you don't tell me what you did to cost me a hundred bucks I swear to god I am going to strap your ass to a backboard on Monday morning and let the guys shave your ass from head to toe." she threatened, knowing the guys would happily do it.

            "Fine, my little drama queen, if you must know. The couch was too damn lumpy so I went to your room to get some sleep."

            "Wait. If you wouldn't sleep in the same bed with your fiancé then why would you sleep with her?" Camie asked with a suspicious scowl.

            Nathan sighed dramatically. "Because she's his bitch. You really need to pay attention."

            "Nathan!" Alice gasped, smiling.

            Caitlyn chuckled softly. Joe was really going to like Caitlyn, she could tell.

            "Anyway," Eric said, stretching out the word. "I fell asleep and sometime after two Beth woke up and decided to come looking for me. When she didn't find me on the couch she went straight to Joe's room and that's where she found me."

            Joe held up her hand. "Wait a minute. I seriously don't remember any of this and I'm pretty sure since she was incapable of talking without screeching that she would have woken me up."

            Eric cringed as he looked away.

            Nathan laughed long and loud.

            Alice sighed, taking a sip of the wine she somehow managed to get without Joe noticing during this weird little conversation.

            Camie put her fork down and crossed her arms defiantly over her chest while glaring at her and Eric. Was anyone else freaked out by this?

            Caitlyn smiled sweetly.

            "Well?" Joe said, sounding as irritated as she felt.

            Eric cleared his throat uncomfortably. "It's really no big deal."

            That sent Nathan into a fresh round of laughter.

            Oh, she had a strong feeling she wasn't going to like this. Not one bit.

            "Care to explain how I was in the room with the two of you while you broke off your engagement without getting woken up by a woman who never said anything below a shriek?"

            Nathan grabbed his chest as tears rolled down his cheeks. He started laughing so hard that he actually fell out of his chair and hit the floor with a loud thud.

            "Oh, brother," Alice sighed, taking another large sip of wine.

            "How?" she demanded.

            Eric gave her his best charming smile. "I made sure you wouldn't wake up."

            "How?"

            He picked up his fork and started pushing around his food, keeping his gaze off of her. "I, uh,....I may have," he cleared his throat, "had to um, place a pillow over your head just for a little bit there."

            She gasped. "You smothered me?"

            "Yes!" Nathan somehow managed to say through his uncontrollable laughter.

            "You bastard," she breathed.

            "Oh, come on! I made sure you were still breathing! You only turned blue once and that was because I was too busy defending you to notice!"

            "Oh, gee, I guess that makes it okay then," she said dryly.

New book.......

After a few revisions Sudden Response: An EMS series novel is about ready to be published.

I really enjoyed writing this book. It brought back a lot of memories of working on the truck and I hope you enjoy reading it. The book pretty much took on a life of its own after I decided that the main characters should be childhood best friends. It came out a lot better than I expected it. In the book  there are a few things that happened while I worked as an EMT with name changes and a few minor detail changes out of respect. I plan on continuing with this series and hope that you come to enjoy it. It's full of humor, but also with an edge that the job required.

Since it's a new series and brought back a lot of fond memories I'm going to see if I can offer this book at a lower cost.

In the coming weeks I plan on making some changes to the website and I'm wondering if any of you have a suggestion. The website is http://www.rlmathewson.com

What do you like to see on an author's website? What changes or additions do you think I should make?

The price of the paperback of Without Regret makes me cringe....

I probably should have mentioned this before, but for those who read my books in paperback I owe you an apology. While I've been able to keep the other at $9.99(and yeah event that price makes me wince) I was unable to keep the price down for Without Regret. I publish my books through my own publishing house and that means that I have to outsource the print job for the books. The company I go through is great. They're fast, reliable and offer great deals, but they're still in the business of making money and I understand that.

So in order to print through them I have to have set prices to make sure everything is covered. Without Regret is a much longer book than my previous books, more pages means more money to print it. When I originally put the book through the asking price for each book would have had to be $18.00.....yeah, wasn't going with that. So, I paid a fee for that book and brought the cost down the readers, but not enough to go at my usual $9.99 price. I'm sorry about that. I had to place it at $13.00 or they wouldn't be able to place the books.

What I'm hoping to do, after I check my contact to make sure it's all nice and legal, is to offer the paperback books at a discounted price through my site. I won't be able to cover shipping and handling, but I should be able to knock several dollars off the book by doing this. The same thing can be said for the other books. It will take me a little bit of time to set this up, but I felt I owed an explanation for the price.

New Pyte book underway......

There are several Pyte books currently being written while I finish up Chris' story. I thought I'd share one of my favorite parts with you:

           He growled softly as he watched his sister disappear into her room. That woman was not staying. He didn’t care what Marta threatened him with. If Marta tried to move out he would either drag her back here or follow her. Either way Cloe was not staying a moment longer. He couldn’t tell Marta this, but she was risking the young woman’s life by keeping her here. He never wanted anyone’s blood or body more in his life. His self-control was good, but it wasn't perfect. She had to go.

            He walked to the kitchen only to find it empty and….clean. What the hell? His eyes dropped to the floor. It was shiny and white with rose petals. He frowned at the floor. He could have sworn it was a dull gray this morning. The room no longer smelled of old food, dust and a thousand other odors. It smelled of chemical and lemon. Every surface was clean and shinning. He snorted, he could have done that.

            He closed his eyes and listened. He heard two heartbeats. One on the first floor which was Marta's and the other was on the second floor. Oh hell no….

            He took the back stairs two at time and raced towards the sound of her heartbeat. It came from a closed door at the end of the hall. Without any hesitation he threw the door open and quickly stumbled.

            “Don’t you knock?” Cloe cried as she grabbed a towel to hold up in front of her.

            He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing would come out. His eyes were fixed on that damn towel that she was now using to cover up heaven. He glared at the damn thing, willing it to drop or shift to the side a foot or two so he could see that beautiful body again. Large breasts with dark nipples, flat stomach with just the slightest swell, wide hips and soft (he was willing to bet his life they were soft) butterscotch curls between her legs that was just begging for his devotion and he would give it too. Gladly.

            She snorted. “The towel’s not going to disappear and I’m not dropping it.”

            His jaw clenched. She couldn’t know that for sure. For another moment he stared, more like silently pleaded for it to move.

            “You really need to get laid,” she said dryly.

            His eyes snapped up to hers. Holy shit! Was that an offer?

            Cloe rolled her eyes as she managed to wrap the towel around her and tuck it in between her breasts without giving him a show. Damn.

            “Is there something you wanted?” she asked.

            You. “I-I wanted to…” he stuttered before his voice trailed off. His eyes had dropped to the cleavage that he wanted to run his tongue over and he was back to willing the towel to drop. 

            She sighed as she walked over to him. Thank god because his feet wouldn’t move and he was practically screaming at them to make them go to her. She was taking the initiative. That was fine with him. He’d let her set the pace and then he’d take over and probably take her on every surface in this room.

            Cloe gripped his arms tightly. Oh yeah. He leaned down to kiss her when he was unceremoniously shoved from the room. The door closed in his face.

            “But…but….”

            He heard her soft laughter from behind the door. He stared at the door for another moment before he came to his damn senses. It was probably a good thing the door was between him so his blood, well most of his blood, could return to his head.

            He pounded on the door. “Cloe!”

            With an exasperated sigh she answered the door. Thankfully she was dressed. His eyes skimmed over the tight baby doll tank top and oddly arousing green and blue flannel pajama bottoms. To his utter delight the two pieces of clothing didn’t meet, giving him a glimpse of that taunt little stomach and navel. Damn, he’d love to trace that with his tongue.

            Two warm fingers gently gripped his chin and pulled his face and gaze away. He may have whimpered.

            “Hi, nice to have you back,” Cloe said with a wry smile. “Now, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?” She released her hold on his chin and he had to fight not to drop his eyes down. From the look on her face he knew that if he did that he would be looking at the door again.

            He gave himself a mental shake. Right. 

            “You’re fired,” he said firmly in a tone that brokered no argument.

            She yawned. “Okay, see you in the morning.” She moved to close the door.

            Christofer pressed his hand against the door to stop her. “Didn’t you hear me? I said you’re fired.”

            “That’s two times,” she said with a small smile.

            “Yes…yes, I did say it twice.” Was she insane?

            “I’ll make sure to tell Marta that in the morning.”

            “Wait, what?”

            Cloe gave him a coy smile. “Marta told me to tell her if you tried to fire me and how many times. Something about a cane….not really sure.” She shrugged.

            Aw, shit. 

            This was not happening. He was the man of this family and of this house. This was his house god damn it.

            “You’re fired.”

            She rolled her eyes. “That’s three.”

            Damn it!

Copyright R.L. Mathewson 2011. All Rights Reserved.

Newest release

Perfection: A Neighbor from Hell has been released through Amazon.com and BarnesandNoble.com. It will be available through Apple and several other outlets as soon as I'm able to release it to them.

I really enjoyed getting to know Trevor and Zoe. They were a fun couple to create and I'm actually sad to see that it came to an end. They will make small appearances in two future books that are already in the works. I hope that you enjoy getting to know them as much as I did.

Where has the summer gone?

It seems like only yesterday my five year old was getting off her bus on the last day of school and I was just starting the second Neighbor From Hell novel. Now I'm on the third and fourth and Chris' book is coming along nicely. His book is taking longer because it's a paranormal novel and it takes a great deal of attention to detail to make sure I set everything up correctly. I'm trying to put as much information in the book as I can about Sentinels, Pytes, Demons and shifters without the book coming off as boring. Right now I'm on chapter 20 of Chris' book, from this point I would have to say there will probably be around 35 chapters so I have a little ways to go. I'm also currently working on several Pyte books. They're a great deal of fun to write and I hope when they're done that they're also enjoyable to read.

Perfection: A Neighbor From Hell Novel-------First 2 Chapters

I just finished Perfection: A Neighbor From Hell Novel. The release date is unknown at this time but if you'd like to check out the first 2 Chapters of the latest addition to the A Neighbor From Hell series check it out @ http://www.rlmathewson.com


Let me know what you guys think : )

An excerpt from the upcoming novel, Perfection: A Neighbor From Hell Novel

"Because you're a pervert? I mean look at the weird obsession you have with my bottom," she said, making a tsking sound and sounding a lot more relaxed.

            "That may be so, but you still have a body that I can't seem to keep my hands off of." With his arm wrapped around her he pulled her up his body until he could kiss her. He felt her melt in his arms so he took advantage by gently prying the blanket away from her. After a slight hesitation she gave up.

            He placed his hand on her stomach. "There's nothing about your body that I don't like," he whispered against her lips.

            For a moment she didn't say anything as he pressed kisses along her jaw and throat. He gently guided her onto her back as he gently caressed her stomach and pressed one last kiss against her lips before he pulled back.

            She looked so damn embarrassed and defeated that he couldn't stop himself from brushing his lips against hers one last time. "You're beautiful, Zoe," he said, realizing at that moment just how beautiful she really was. From her beautiful soft brown hair to her stubborn little chin she was beautiful.

            "No, I'm not," she said with a snort and an eye roll as she averted her eyes.

            His eyes narrowed dangerously on her. "Are you calling me a liar?"

            "More like delusional," she said with a snort.

            "How dare you question my taste, woman?" he demanded. "If I say you're beautiful then you're beautiful so get the hell over it!" he snapped.

            "Look, I appreciate the compliment, but-"

            "Out," he said, dropping onto his back and folding his arms over his chest as he stubbornly looked away from her.

            "But-"

            "I said out, woman!"

            "This is my apartment," Zoe pointed out, sounding close to laughing.

            "Then you know where the door is. Now get out, woman, and don't you dare come back until you're ready to apologize to me," he said, waving a dismissive hand in the direction of the door.

            "Apologize to you? For what?" she asked, sitting up to kneel beside him.

            "For what?" he repeated, stunned. "I call you beautiful and you dare to judge my word? For that you may get your beautiful ass out of my sight."

            "Uh huh," she said, drawing out the words. "Did you by any chance eat this morning?"

            "That has nothing to do with it," he said, sniffing in disdain.

            "Oh, I think it does."

            "Does not."

            "Do you want me to go grab you some cereal or something?" she offered.

            "Not unless it comes with an apology and groveling."

            "Groveling?" she repeated slowly. "Since when is there groveling involved?"

            "Since you doubted my word and only offered to make it up to me with cereal. How dare you add insult to injury?" he snapped as he once again gestured for her to leave.

            "Don't you think you're overreacting just a little bit here?" she asked, and he could hear the smile in her voice. It pleased him that she was no longer upset, but he was still insulted.

            "No, now leave me be, woman," he said, turning his head even more away from her. "I'm no longer speaking with you."

            "Fine," she said, sighing heavily as she climbed off the bed, not apologizing or groveling, he noted.

First post.....very exciting stuff.

Well, this is my first post, granted I opened this blogger account up several months ago, but may have forgotten about it with everything going on. Now I'm back and......

I honestly have no idea what I should write so I'm thinking some rambling is in order here.

Hmmm, I'm working on several, and when I say several I actually mean 8 or 10 books at a time. I have this whole system that has never failed me. Granted I've only published three books, but that's neither here nor there. Anyway my system for writing reflects my mood. If I'm in a joking mood I find myself working on one of my many contemporary novels. If I'm in a serious mood I've found myself lately hitting Chris', the first Sentinel book of the series, which is kind of weird since there's some humor in his book. I have four Pyte books that I'm really enjoying working on and can't seem to put off for a little while, which is probably why I've decided to delay my first EMS novel. I don't want to send it out before I'm a hundred percent happy with it.

Being a big fan of G.A. Aiken (and I cannot wait for Eibhear and Izzy's story) I've decided to hit What a Dragon Should Know once again since it's a great story. Anyone read that book? I loved it. Hmm, enough rambling for now. Hopefully next time I'll have something more interesting to share or at least an update.