General update.....

On chapter 36 of Chris' book : ) Still going strong. Right now I'm putting all of my energy into his book. There are several other books halfway done, but they're going to have to wait. Not going to rush this book, but I hope to have it listed by Thanksgiving.

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.

Updates........

A few novels have been keeping me pretty busy lately. Finished Perfection: A Neighbor From Hell novel and I'm holding off on its release right now. At first I was a little nervous about the book, because Jason and Haley are very hard characters to follow, but it didn't take long until I fell in love with Trevor and Zoe. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed writing about them.

The first Sentinel book is more than halfway done now. It's going great, better than I expected and I'm having a lot of fun with it. I'm guessing November for both releases, but the way things are going it may be a lot sooner than that. This book is the starter point for the Immortal series as well.

For those of you have asked, yes Mitch from Playing for Keeps is getting his own book and so is Brad. I enjoyed the characters so much that I couldn't help but imagine a few "What ifs......" Those books will come out in 2012.

The EMS series is still in the works. At this point I'd have to say it will be release in early 2012 with another book that I would like to debut with it. I'm sorry if this inconveniences anyone. I know a few readers have expressed an interest in this series and I apologize for holding it back.

I'm also starting a Anger Management series, which will be released in 2012. I think the book is going to be a great deal of fun to write and I'm looking forward to writing about a character who just doesn't give a damn.

The next Pyte book will hopefully be done by Christmas. I'm working on several right now that I absolutely love, but had to put on the back burner to finish Chris' book.


That's about it from my end of things. I'm working pretty much around the clock. Haven't had time to read in a few days, because I'm loving where Chris' story is going. I'll let you guys know when it's done : )

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 : )

Silly silly man

So, my cell phone has been falling apart for months now....literally. Tonight it lost another piece and has decided it will work when it damn well wants to otherwise it ignores me and my calls. Decided it was time to replace the phone or learn how to communicate through smoke signals. Went to the store, looked for the prettiest one with the best deal and said, "Gimme." We brought the phone home. I turned it on and that's pretty much as far as I was able to get with it.

As soon as the customer service woman came on and started asking technical questions.......I panicked and practically threw the phone at my husband, who may have laughed at me until he encountered more problems with activating the phone. Then the man, who works with computers for a living I might add, held the phone out to me and asked if I wanted to handle it.

Now that was just sad........

With a pitying look I wished him all the luck in the world and grabbed myself a tall glass of cold root beer, hey I earned it, and played a few words in an online Scrabble game while he's pacing the house and cursing the new phone. Every now and then he throws me a glare, but I'm actually fine with that as long as I don't have to activate that phone all is good in my world.