R.L. Mathewson Chronicles

Vacation from Hell: Part II

“You can sit on my lap if you want, Mikey,” Cole offered as Mikey moved to climb back into the van, carrying a bag white plastic bag filled with what he could only hope was junk food, and before she could take his cousin up on his offer, Sebastian reached over with a heavy sigh, grabbed her by the arm and with a quick yank, had her back on his lap where she belonged.

He ignored his cousin’s glare and Mikey’s mumbled, “I feel so used,” and shifted her on his lap so that he could see what lovely treats… Read More

The Sleepover

t was probably the old house settling, Mikey told herself, nodding because that made sense, but just in case, she pulled her covers over her head and decided that it would be for the best if she hid. When she heard the rattling noise seconds later, she decided that it had been far too long since she’d slept in her mom’s room.

Decision made, she shoved the covers back and-

“Move over,” Sebastian, her best friend and boy that she was going to bury in her backyard after she strangled him, said as he crawled into her bed, giving her no… Read More

A Christmas Party from Hell: Part I

“Is there a reason why you’re hiding in my office?”

“Mmmhmmm, self-preservation,” Kenzie said as she popped one of the mini pumpkin pie that she couldn’t seem to get enough of in her mouth as she reclined on her brother’s couch, fully prepared to spend the rest of the night in here until she could leave.

“Mom or the asshole?” Reese asked, as he gently pushed her legs off the couch so that he could sit down, careful of the large plate of food in his hand.

“The asshole,” she said, sighing heavily as she sat up and popped another pie in… Read More

Christmas Shopping: Part II

Kasey couldn’t believe that she was doing this, but she was desperate. Not knowing what else to do, she grabbed Reese by the arm, ignoring his heavy sigh as she dragged him over to the kitchen door, and shoved him through the door before she turned around and faced the two men currently devouring all the experiments for the new chocolate chip cook recipe that she’d been hired to figure out and that hadn’t quite made the cut.

“I need your help,” she said, deciding to get straight to the point.

“Can’t,” Jason said, pointedly looking down at the sleeping baby… Read More

Christmas Shopping: Part I

“Are you insane?” Sara demanded as Kasey yanked her inside and sent her stumbling before she quickly released her hold on her best friend once she was sure that she wouldn’t try to escape so that she could throw the deadbolt, ensuring that they wouldn’t be disturbed.

“Yes, yes she is,” Eric, her other captive, said with a bored sigh from where he lounged on her bed, looking for something to watch, and not looking particularly happy about being dragged through the house as soon as he’d made the mistake of opening the front door, but she really didn’t… Read More

Thanksgiving: Bradford Style

“Are you ogling my husband?”

“Yes,” Kasey admitted with a nod as she finished off the rest of her cider before holding up the empty cup to the man in question.

“Okay,” Rebecca said with an unconcerned shrug as she joined them at the table.

With a glare, most likely for interrupting his work, Lucifer reluctantly stepped away from her collection of spices that he’d been in the middle of organizing to refill her drink. Once he’d filled her cup, he took it upon himself to add a few more slices of cranberry bread and banana bread to her plate and Haley’s… Read More

Trick or Treat: Part 3

“Oh, my god! I love CaseyCooks.com!” the woman that had tossed two regular size candy bars in their bucket gushed as she pressed one hand against her chest and with the other, she blindly reached into the large bucket overflowing with regular sized candy bars, grabbed three Reese’s Peanut Butter cup bars and tossed them in their bucket.

“She’s my aunt,” Sebastian said smoothly with a sweet smile that somehow earned him four more candy bars.

She wasn’t sure how he was doing it, but since they’d arrived at this Halloween utopia where no one gave away anything smaller than a… Read More

Trick or Treat: Part II

“So, are you ever going to tell me why you didn’t want to go Trick or Treating?”

“No,” Sebastian said with a simple shake of his head as he adjusted the large bucket by his side as he watched his uncle head across the street to join them.

“I thought Aunt Haley banned him from Trick or Treating,” Mikey said, reaching for the bucket, but one look from him had her rolling her eyes and shaking her head as she reached over and grabbed one of the many baseballs that could be found around her house and yard and began rolling… Read More

Trick or Treat: Part I

“Why are you still here?” Sebastian asked, as he kicked off his boots and threw himself on her bed.

“Not going,” Mikey said, shrugging it off and hoping he just dropped it.

“Why not?” he asked, shaking his head and still not bothering to look at her as he reached over and helped himself to the stack of books that he kept by her bed.

“Just changed my mind,” she said, even as she struggled to figure out a way to get him to change him mind about skipping Trick or Treating, but she honestly couldn’t come up with anything beyond free… Read More

A Sneak Peek at Trace’s book: A Pyte/Sentinel Novel

The sound of glass shattering brought her fully awake with a gasp. Her heart pounded against her chest as memories from the night before came crashing down around her at the same time that she realized she was still gagged, but now sitting up and secured to one of the support beams running through the middle of the dimly lit basement.

Sam looked around and when she spotted what she knew from years of working in the emergency room was drying blood on the stone floor in front of her, she forced herself to ignore it and search for the… Read More