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Check Mate Releases Today!

 Check Mate is here!

And you can buy it!  Isn’t that awesome?  Wow, this book has taken more work than any book I’ve ever published, and I’m very happy to see it up and live.

Now, here’s some specs on the book

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Buy it HERE

 

Genre: Sports/Contemporary Romance

Cover Model: Keoni Koch

Description:

Following his hockey dreams, Gwen’s fiancé leaves her, and his small town life, behind.  She watches her former love rise to fame, drowning out her heartbreak by skating at the rink. Then, at the urging of a friend, she joins a dating service. There, she is matched with Ashton, a handsome and wealthy business man.  He falls hard for the aspiring figure skater, and vows to make her his princess. But her new boyfriend has a big secret, one that will plunge her into a world she’s not ready for.  And what will happen when the now famous hockey star skates back into her life?  Will she take the second chance he offers, or will a threat greater than Ashton stand in their way?

Book Trailer:

Excerpt:

Gwen held her stomach as she stood near the gates that led to the ice. She was terrified, but wasn’t voicing her fear. Her eyes took in the large stadium. The cameras. The crowded stands. She felt like she was going to vomit.

“You all right?” Rossi turned to her, his voice sounding deeper when he whispered.

“No.” Rolling her lips inward, her breath quickened, almost to the point of hyperventilation.

“Umm…” He looked a little sick himself, but more so from her distress.

“They’re so good.” Her fearful eyes watched the movement of the other skaters.

“Not as good as us.” Rossi chuckled. “We have this already. All we have to do is skate.”

“What if I can’t?”

“What?” Rossi’s eyes narrowed on her.

“I’ve never competed in something this big before.”

“You’ll be fine.” Rossi then turned to talk to a few skaters near them.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, Gwen turned sharply to it. Her eyes fell on a pair of icy blues, Morgan wearing a stocking cap along with his winter jacket. “Hey.” He studied her green expression, a small chuckle escaping his lips. “Nervous?”

“Extremely.” Her eyes scanned the crowd then the skaters that were now performing.

“You can do it.”

“How do you deal with this?” Her attention moved back to Morgan, Gwen nervously wringing her hands.

“I don’t get nervous.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Liar.” Gwen laughed as she playfully hit his chest. “I’ve seen you nervous.”

“I meant before the games.” He checked around him, Morgan’s casual style standing out among the skaters and their coaches. “Let’s try something.” He bent down and started untying the laces on her skates.

“Morgan?” She was shocked, a flabbergasted expression on her face. Then, she saw him pull out some black and red laces and start replacing the ones in her skates. Instead of getting angry, it brought a smile to her lips. “What are you doing?”

“My lucky colors.” He chuckled as he continued with his task. “They’re from my skates. That way…” He quickly finished then went to the other skate. “I’ll be there with you the whole time and you won’t be scared.”

Her voice was soft as she gazed down at him. “You remembered.”

“You still kept ‘em even after I left.” He stood and shoved her laces in his pocket. The red and black laces clashed with her outfit, but she didn’t care. It was the thought that mattered, and that he remembered. Morgan always remembered. “You said they helped you land that triple and never took them out. They’re Avengers colors, but those are just as lucky.”

“You’re lucky.” She gazed at him with longing eyes, but they showed her sadness. Like her longing couldn’t get any closer to him than she was now.

“I’m not.” Morgan frowned, his eyes scanning her face then the diamonds that sparkled on her neck. “Ashton is.”

Gwen was about to speak, “I—“

“We’re up.” Rossi took her hand, interrupting her conversation with Morgan.

“Okay.” Gwen’s voice was shaky. She hugged Morgan and whispered in his ear. “Thanks for skating with me, Morgan. I’ll win it for you.”

“I know you will.” Morgan smiled.

Character Profile: Morgan Tanner

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I haven’t done a profile in awhile, so I picked a character from my upcoming release, Check Mate.  He’s one of my favorite characters, and I know readers are going to adore him too.

So stick around and meet the gorgeous, bad-ass hockey star…..

 

profileMorgan Tanner

From:  Check Mate

Character Type:  Hero/main character

Nicknames/Alias: Tanner

Age: Late 20′s

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Blond

Species:  Human

Occupation: Center for the Phoenix Avengers (previously played for the Timbers and Black Kats)

Relationship Status: Single (previously engaged to Gwen Roberts)

Love interest(s): Gwen Roberts, hockey

Goals: To make Gwen happy, regardless of if her happiness includes him.

Hardships to overcome:  

  • Ashton, Gwen’s new boyfriend 
  • Sexy Timber girls (this one’s a joke)
  • Gwen’s “mistake”
  • Rossi, Gwen’s skating partner
  • His hockey dreams
  • Gwen’s meddling mother

Faults:

  • Loud mouthed
  • Quick tempered
  • Blunt honesty
  • Slightly immature
  • Hopeless romantic

Talents:

  • Hockey

Hobbies:

  • Hockey
  • Video games

Excerpt:

Gwen shook her head no and started looking over the designs. Her eyes scanned a line drawing of a giant penguin. Hearing a bottle of soda slammed on the table in front of her, her eyes fell upon the label. A rush of air stung as someone sat next to her. She knew who it was.

What an asshole, she thought. He’s seriously going to sit by me?

“What do you think?” Morgan spoke, moving his chair closer as he pointed to the design. “It’s gonna be like a polar wonderland type of thing.” He spoke with excitement as he pointed to the soda. “That’s for you.” He took two sub sandwiches from his bag. “I got you lunch too. Dad brought one of those nasty pre-made sandwich trays from Bailey’s.”

“Thanks.” She spoke flatly. Her eyes continued to look over the plans, even though she couldn’t concentrate on them.

“Can you believe it? Thompson’s the manager at Sub Town.” Morgan’s tone was upbeat, a loudness to his voice that showed his outgoing personality. He watched her open the sandwich’s wrapping then his eyes darted quickly to her face. She was angry, and the hurt was clear on his face. “So much for the quarterback using that fancy scholarship he got. And he called me a reject.”

“Didn’t he used to call you ice prick too?” Gwen laughed very lightly, her voice mouse-like and hesitant. She was still trying to play the angry, bitter ex, but she couldn’t keep up the façade.

“God, I wanted to shove my stick up his ass so bad.” Morgan laughed as he picked up his sandwich. He was wearing a long sleeved tee and jeans.  His blond hair was combed, when messy was his usual style. It was as if he made an effort to look nice today.

“I’m surprised you didn’t. He was really mean to you.”

He took a bite off his sandwich, speaking with his mouth full. “Yeah, he was.  Now that I’ve made it big, he asks for my autograph and is suddenly acting like my best friend. Yeah, right.  I signed ‘pussy’ on the back of his shirt, wait till he sees that.”

“You did not.” Gwen hit his shoulder playfully.

“Meeting’s startin’.” Kent, Morgan’s dad, whacked him in the back of his head roughly as he passed.

“Fuck, dude! Stop!” Morgan grimaced, rubbing his head.

“Morgan!” Both Dee and Joan glared at him.

Joan lectured, “Watch your mouth.  This is a professional setting, not the locker room, Mr. Tanner.”

“Sorry ladies.” He sent them a devilish grin, his expression cheeky. Then, being a smartass, Morgan leaned closer to Gwen and whispered in her ear. He enunciated his next word, trying to make her laugh. “Fuck.”

“Morgan.” Joan pointed to the empty spot near his father. “Move.”

“Later, Gwenie.” Morgan tapped the table a few times before he picked up his stuff and sat by his father.

Her mother whispered teasingly in Gwen’s ear, “He’s an asshole, huh?”

Yes.” Gwen forced a grimace. “He is.” After the intrusion, Gwen realized she had been flirting with Morgan, something that she told herself she’d never do again. She grabbed the half litter soda and quickly opened the lid.

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checkmatecover5If anyone else wants to participate in this little exercise you’re welcome to.  Come on…play along and introduce me to one of your characters.  I want to meet them!

And check out Check Mate when it releases later this month!

Daydream: Excerpt From Check Mate

I’ve been asked by a few readers for another excerpt from Check Mate.  I read it on my radio show, Freshly Booked, last week when we had a free show.  Our guest didn’t show up and Tricia and I gushed about our books and our cover model the entire show.  Click HERE if you want to hear the show and a little back story on Check Mate and some of my other books.  I attempt to read this excerpt at about 40 mins in.

And if this excerpt doesn’t tease you enough to buy the book when it comes out, I don’t know what will.  Well, besides the amazingly gorgeous cover :D

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“Morgan?” Her voice was cheery as she entered, Gwen peering around the space for him. Then she heard it. The sound of running water.

Her eyes snapped to the bathroom door.  It was partially open. Her muscles tensed and she swallowed hard. This was her daydream.  The one that had polluted her thoughts since Morgan came back.

The sound stopped and she slowly stalked closer. Though the crack, she could see his form.  It was enough to make her to want to rip the door open and stop the tease.

Drying his hair, Morgan was rubbing it briskly with a towel.  The water shimmered on his tan skin, sparkling under the white light like the tease of some ancient treasure, priceless and irreplaceable.  With wide eyes, her jaw dropped as her eyes fixated on the tattoo on his lower abdomen.  Then a slow, wicked grin filled her reddening face.

Seeing him turn, she scrambled to get hidden.  She set the food on the desk and jogged back to the door.  Holding her hand to her chest, she closed her eyes to calm herself for a few seconds.  Then, gathering courage, she opened and shut the door quickly. This “accident” had to be legit, right? She went further into the room at a faster walking pace than usual.

“Morgan?” She tried to wipe the smile from her lips as she shoved open the bathroom door. She was expecting to see her day dream up close, but…

“Hey.” Morgan was now wearing pants.

“I brought some food back for you.” Great disappointment lined her voice, her brow lowered slightly.

“Thanks.” He grabbed his shirt and playfully hit her with it. “I saw it.”

“What?” She straightened, a fearful look in her eyes. “When?”

“A few minutes ago.” He sent her a sly grin, his eyebrows lowered playfully. There was that cockiness in his expression again. As if sensing her fear, he continued. “I heard you come in before, you know.”

“Well…” She tried to think of a comeback, but nothing would come.

“I could see you in the mirror.”

“Umm…”  Swallowing hard, Gwen was terrified.  Her breath was so quick, her chest heaved heavily, her nostrils slightly flared.

“I was thinking about what we were talking about earlier.” Morgan studied her curiously then tossed his shirt aside.

“And?”

“I’ve made a decision, but I’ll tell you after the competition.” He pushed past her and Gwen followed him over to the bed. He was about to say something more, but Gwen grabbed his shoulders and roughly spun him. Shoving him onto his back, she parted his knees forcefully, pinning him to the bed.

Wearing a giant grin, she giggled. “Check mate.” Biting her lip, a great excitement showed in her expression. Her fingers were intertwined in his, her long hair forming a wall between them and the outside world.

“You checked me.  Now what?”  Morgan grinned as he gazed into her eyes.

New Release Review: Blood War by H.N. Sieverding

Heidi:

Check out this great review of my newest release, Blood War!

Originally posted on Miriam Smith - Written Love:

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Title: Nightwalkers, Book 3: Blood War
Author: H.N. Sieverding
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
Release Date: March 31, 2014
Genre: Paranormal, Horror

***Received from author for an honest review***

This isn’t the ending I was expecting. Well, that’s not true. Sort of.

I expected Caleb and Ashleigh to have a happy ending together. I expected them to get married (usually logical after getting engaged, lol). I expected them to live in peace with the Morgan vampires.

They got all that…just not how I thought they would. Why do I say that? Because the loss suffered to get all of this was heartbreaking for me to read.

I think some part of me knew what Drake was going to do to Ashleigh, but I think another part of me hoped he wouldn’t. After all, he would be taking her from so much. I think I hoped for too much, because my dislike…

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