Hope everyone is well 🙂 I’ve been busty trying to finish The Promise. I’m loving this story and it’s quickly getting to the part where I am most likely going to cry, but I will push through! My goal is to still get this out this month, but if I can’t make that goal it will be early February. At this point, it looks good 🙂
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.
So, I’ve had an interesting, somewhat disturbing day, where I’ve made several attempts to write the Chronicle this weekend only to get waylaid by completely random and bizarre things getting in the way. Let’s see, I’ve discovered just how incredibly gross kittens can be, which was immediately followed by discovering how much Lysol it took to clean that disturbing discovery, which was followed by the need to clean the entire downstairs. That was followed by finding out that one of the kids dropped a metal measuring cup in the garbage disposal. Somewhere in there I had to deal with a teenager with a newfound texting obsession….
“I don’t wanna go,” Zoe mumbled into the couch cushion with a forlorn sigh that she felt didn’t convey just how much she didn’t want to go so she followed it up with a louder, longer drawn out sigh.
“What time are you supposed to be there?” Haley asked from the comfortable leather chair where she was devouring another bowl of brownie batter.
“Now,” she said with a pathetic whimper as she laid, trying to find the motivation to go only to decide that nothing was going to get her off that couch.
“I don’t know about this,” Mikey said, worrying her bottom lip as she sent another nervous glance towards the bathroom door where Uncle Trevor was finishing up his shower.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” Sebastian promised her, still smiling smugly as he plopped down on the queen bed that he’d shared with his father last night until Uncle Trevor got sick of Sebastian kicking him and hogging the blankets and tossed him onto her bed.
At that point, Mikey had spent a majority of the night trying to get her best friend to stop hogging the blankets and kicking her in his sleep. When it had become obvious that nudging him awake every five minutes wasn’t going to work, she’d resorted to slapping a pillow over his head until he’d woken up sputtering and glaring at her. Once she’d been assured that they had an understanding over the blankets, she’d curled up on her side, closed her eyes, and gone to sleep, ignoring his demands that she at least share the sheet.
I’d like to start off by saying thank you to everyone who has stuck with me for the past few years. You’ve helped me a great deal by leaving reviews, telling others about the Bradford men, Pytes, and all the disturbing books that I manage to put out 🙂 I honestly couldn’t ask for better readers. You guys are beyond awesome 🙂
“Mom?” Mikey said loudly when it should have been more than obvious that this was a conversation that required whispering.
“Is he still here?” Kasey whispered through the keyhole, telling herself that it was perfectly normal for a grown woman to hide in her bedroom for two hours in order to avoid the man that had called her delectable.
“Who? Reese?” Mikey asked loudly, making Kasey wonder where she’d gone wrong.
“Yes! Reese!” she whispered harshly, shifting to get more comfortable, but after two hours of kneeling on the thin rug she was running out of positions.
“He’s in the kitchen fixing the sink,” she said, sounding like she had a mouthful of food.
“What are you eating?” she asked, shifting back into a sitting position and leaned back against the door.
“A burger. Reese made me lunch.”
“He made you lunch?” she asked, genuinely surprised.
“Yeah, he asked me to ask you if you wanted one,” Mikey explained, making Kasey frown.
“But, you didn’t ask me,” she pointed out, not that she wanted one, she did, but still…
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,
So, I created an ebook, a sampler of the NFH books for readers that haven’t read it and are not sure if they want to spend their hard earned money on something that they might not look. I published it through Smashwords to get distributed through Amazon for free, but Amazon decided to slap a price tag on it of 99 cents, which is their right.
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