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Quote from CK#3: The Sun

I know it’s Wednesday, but I forgot my #teasertuesday. Whoopsies. This is from my current WIP, CK#3. I’m changing the title I had set for it, so it’s untitled right now. I pulled the whole thing apart, so it’s a little disjointed right now. Nothing that won’t look pretty with a little polish 😉



August Updates

“Would you like to hear a story?”

“Yes.” Slowly, she was calming down, her eyes still shut tightly. She tried to concentrate on the steady bounce of Christian’s steps.

“High in a tower, lives my lady fair. Protected from the beasts that walk the earth, and placed on a pedestal that makes her a goddess among all living things. But my love is encased in a fragile frame of flesh and blood.

So, I shall be her knight, and forever in my arms she will lie, safe and free from all harm. Sustained by the liquid nectar of our kisses, she will never age. Her sparkle shall never tarnish, and she will shine brighter than any diamond. This will be our story….always. I’ll never let you fall from your throne.”

– From Christian’s Mate


Christian’s Mate, book #2 in the Christian’s Kisses series has an official release date of September 25th. There will be two versions released, one with just book #2 and one a special edition that will contain the prequel (Christian’s Promise) and Christian’s Mate.

Right now, I’m working on book 3, 4 and 5 in the series. I am shortening the series by a book, which, in the long run, I think will make it better. I was hoping to be further along in editing #3 than I am, but it’s going slower than I expected.

I’ve been asked these questions by readers, so I’ll address them here just in case anyone else was wondering.

  • Nightwalkers: I’ve started Kiss of the Moon, but just barely. I’m hoping to finish all the books in the Christian’s Kisses series before working on that project. I have a few new projects that I may work on too.

  • House of Lies series: I’m still peeved about the whole mess with this series and its previous contract issues, so I’ll be squatting on it for a bit.

  • I am still doing a giveaway. I have one planned in celebration of Christain’s Promise‘s release.

  • Sport’s Romances: I have a short story awaiting editing in this genre, but I haven’t had time to work on it. If I get close to releasing it, I’ll let you all know.

  • Book Signings: I’m not doing one yet. The thought of it still makes me a little nauseous lol. If you’d like a signed copy of one of my books, just let me know and I’ll send you one. And if you have any questions for me, just shoot me a message on FB, twitter or by email. I’m usually pretty fast to respond. Ha ha, probably because I’m on my pc a lot 🙂

On a lighter note, I started using Twitter again, so if you want to follow me, check me out there. @hnsieverding. I used to hate it, and I only made an account because we had to sign up for all that social media stuff when I signed with SCP. I hate doing promotion, so I hardly ever posted anything. I gave it another try and will be using it more for everyday things as well as writing stuff. It’s kinda fun, actually.

Besides that, I’ve been working on graphic projects and enjoying the summer. We took a trip to “the path of totality” to see the eclipse earlier this week. It was awesome. Totally worth the drive. 🙂

July Updates


It’s been awhile since I’ve done an update, so I apologize. I’m doing well with my promise to blog more, which I hope I can keep up with.

My current projects and book updates….

ck1fabricatedbeautyI’m focusing on Christian’s Kisses edits/rewrites. I’m debating whether or not to take huge chunks out of books #3 and #4 and make them one book, or tweak it and add a bunch to both books. Book #2 is ready to go, I just haven’t committed to a release date, yet.

CK is a big project, so I haven’t had time to work on much else. I’m getting a little burnt out from editing, but I’m trying to take a little break here and there so I stick with it. CK is something I’m doing on my own, so I have to make my own deadlines. It’s easy to slack when you get to do that. Thanks to the readers that have been nudging me to finish the next book, it helps give me the drive to trudge through edits. Besides that, I really don’t have any writing/editing goals.

A little side event….

One of my cover designs (not for my books, one I did for a publisher I work for) was in a cover art competition. Sexy men or something. It was an awesome design, but it didn’t win 😦 I think there’s another one of my covers in a competition coming up, too, but I can’t remember what. If I find out, I’ll mention it.

When I do a cover commission, I don’t always get to see where it goes after I hand it over to the author (or publisher), so it’s always nice when the authors keep in touch with me to tell me things like that. I’ve had a few of my designs win competitions, and one was even used in a convention as an example of great cover art (that was cool). These are my warm fuzzy moments hee hee.

Outside of writing…..

It’s summer time, so I’ve been busier. Last month, we went on vacation to upper Wisconsin and spent some time at the lake. I love the state of Wisconsin. If I could choose to move somewhere, it would be Wisconsin. Though…it’s only a few miles from where I live, so I go there a lot, anyway, so there’s probably no need too lol.

I picked my own strawberries this year, too, something I’ve ALWAYS wanted to do. And yes, they were yummy. Strawberries are my favorite food, by the way 😉

My boys are getting bigger every day, little Tank is going to be two already next month. How crazy! My oldest, Kyle, turned eight last month.

Also, it’s butterfly season, which means Kyle is looking for caterpillars. It’s a big thing around our house lol. Last year, we raised a few monarchs and released them.

It was a neat thing to see and I learned A LOT about monarchs. I’d encourage anyone to do it with their children. It helps keep the population up, which I hear is going down a bit.

You’re supposed to be able to get these tags to put on them to track where they go, which we may do this year. It would be neat to see where they go after you release them.

I’m going to a Starset concert on the 29th, which I am REALLY excited about. They are my favorite band so having them come here is frickin’ awesome. Hinder and Pop Evil are going to be there, too, and they’re okay, but…seeing Starset is the ONLY reason I’m going 🙂

I hope the rest of you are enjoying your summer and doing lots of fun things, as well.



I’m working on final edits for CK#2, and I’m debating whether or not to put in a prologue to do a slight recap from book #1. I won’t do it for all the books, just ones that might need it. What are your thoughts on prologues in series? Do you like them, or would you rather the story start at Chapter One? I’ve never added one before, but in CK I think it would be helpful. I’d like to get some opinions, so feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments.

Teaser Tuesday: The List (From CK2)

Okay, here’s my first “Teaser Tuesday”. I’m doing mostly graphic work today, but in-between that I’m working on edits for CK2. Here’s a small tease from the book. A little tidbit–“the list” is a hit list given to the vampires.

He handed the list to her. “Go to Caron and find Master Vallore. He’s the leader of the vampires. He’s the only one who can help you with this. Find him fast enough, and you may convince him to pardon someone on this list.”

Taking a deep breath, Addison snatched the paper. She opened it up and looked at the names, which were in alphabetical order by last name.

Covering her mouth when she read a name she knew, she began to cry, big tears rolling down her cheeks. She tried to hold them back, but couldn’t dam them.

He plucked the list from her hands and put it back in his pocket. He was observing her tears with silence, his expression hard. He spoke softly. “Make a decision, Miss Collins. You can’t outrun fate.”

He motioned with his head toward the hospital. “Choose your leader wisely. The time has come for your life to change. No more running.”

“I’m not ready.”

“Get ready, because you’re out of time.”


Quote: Lie’s Prince

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Black Kat Excerpt: The Race

I’ve started Check Mate’s Prequel, and couldn’t wait to share an excerpt with you.  It’s temp title is Black Kat, so if you’re looking for it in the WIP section on the site, that’s what it’s listed as.  Right now, I’m at about 30k, which is about halfway-ish.  I started it last Friday, so that shows how fast I write.  Also, I didn’t edit it, so pardon any glaring errors.

I was going to pick a shorter excerpt, but hell, I’ll give you something a little longer.   But, keep in mind, the characters are younger in this book, so they are slightly immature. It’s in the New Adult genre (aimed at the 16-25 audience), but too risque to be a YA.  There is A LOT of swears in it, and there’s really no way around that.  My boys are turning out to be a little more foul mouthed and uncouth than I was planning on.  I can’t wrangle them very good.  Especially Sam.  So, please forgive me.  They’re brats, I know.

There’s a few issues with the story line I’m still struggling with, but hopefully with a little research I’ll be good.  I think…lol.  Anyway, enjoy the tease and feel free to tell me your thoughts.



Back story of the excerpt.  At a New Year’s Eve party, Gwen bets some of the Kats she can beat them in a race.


…….So, seven laps.  Starting at the south entrance.”

Gwen nodded, and they skated toward the south gate.  They were about to start, but a voice interrupted.

“You boys ain’t playin’.”  Morgan glared at Gwen, “This little brat is mine.”

Gwen’s chin was raised, an arrogance in her stance.  She was extremely angry, and wearing her tough girl face.  She had not forgiven him for their fight earlier, and as stubborn as she was, it would take more than beating her in a race to get back in her good graces.

“So, what’s the wager?”  Morgan turned to Nate.

“A new year’s kiss.”  Gwen answered snarkly, “And if you lose, no Augusta State.  You stay with the Kats next year.”

“You have to beat him, Gwen!”  Nate shouted, the mood playful.  “He can’t abandon his Kats!”

“You know you’re gonna lose.”  Gwen cooed in a husky voice.  “I’ve beaten you before.”

“Like, when we were ten.  And you cheated, anyway.  You always cheat.  So…when I win….”  Morgan’s mood suddenly turned upbeat as he pointed to her.  “I get those panties.”  With his words, the boys all started laughing.

Gwen’s draw dropped, and she stared at Morgan blankly.  After taking a few seconds to recover her angry face, she grinded her steel toe into the ice in annoyance.  Her long, black and red laces bounced, as she spoke through gritted teeth.  “Fine.”  She spun sharply.

“Ten laps.  No handicaps.”

Gwen shook her head, a great confusion in her eyes.  “What?”

“Means I’ll check your hot, little ass if I catch up to you.”  Morgan’s eyes narrowed as he pointed to her. “Porky.”

“You’re bigger than me.”  Gwen put her hands on her hips, shaking them to the left in frustration.  “That is not fair.”

“So, you’re forfeiting?”  Morgan punched his open palm, an excited look in his eyes.

“Well…”  Gwen was stumbling over her words, “No, but—“

“Awesome.”  He reached over and tapped her shoulder.  “Let’s race, Roberts.”

Holding up a fist, she glared at her adversary.  “I’m gonna kick your ass, Tanner.”

“I look forward to it.”  He reached back and slapped her butt, Gwen retaliating and slapping at his shoulders.

“This race is gonna be awesome.”  Nate whispered to Kingley, but Kingley wasn’t really laughing.  Nate’s voice then raised, “So, who’s gonna judge it?”

“I’ll do it.”  Sam held up his hand.

“You’re here too?”  Gwen glanced at her brother.  She wanted to beat him as much as she did Morgan.  Her eyes jumped to the sidelines, where Jenny and Anne were cheering her on.

“Yep,” Sam answered cheekily.

Gwen rolled her eyes, then turned and readied herself to start.  “Let’s just start already.”

Morgan stood next to her, whispering in her ear.  “You’re gonna get your ass Tanned.”  He stuck his tongue out at her playfully, Gwen slapping him in annoyance.

“On five!”  Sam’s voice was loud as he raised his hand.  He then started counting down.  Gwen’s breath was quick, her jaw stiff.  Morgan, on the other hand, was pretty calm.

As soon as Sam yelled “go” Gwen took off.  Morgan let her ahead for a lap, Gwen gathering more speed by the second.  Thinking she was winning, Gwen smiled and glanced back.  Her eyes widened when she saw Morgan barreling towards her.

Morgan yelled “Check” as he slammed into her the barrier.  And it wasn’t a soft action either. This was a competition, and he seemed determined to win it.  Gwen tripped, but caught herself before she fell to the ice.

Morgan spun, skating backward a few lengths as he sent her a wicked grin.  Gwen quickly regained her footing and took after him.  Every time she tried to pass him, he’d shove her over a foot or two.  Then, Gwen started shoving back.  Her face was scowled, and she tried to shove him away, but couldn’t do it.

Morgan was laughing hysterically, and even in plain clothes, he towered over the slender, figure skater.  Their speed slowed, and the race got heated.  Gwen’s face was stressed as she tried to knock him over, her hands repeatedly shoving at him.

“Move…you big…”  She was speaking through gritted teeth, each failed attempt fueling her anger.  “Ice prick!”

“Last lap!”  Sam shouted.

Slamming into her,  Morgan hooked her foot slightly, and tripped her.  Gwen fell to the ice and winced.  It was cold against her bottom, but the sting only made her anger grow hotter.  She sprung to her feet, and came up on him from the rear.  She shoved him from behind, but he didn’t fall, he just stumbled a bit.  They shoved and pushed the whole way to the home stretch.  About two feet from the finish line, Morgan shoved her hard, and she fell to the ice.  With an agape expression, Gwen watched him finish.  She didn’t get up, her eyes narrowing on Morgan.  He was laughing, and pointing at her, which only made her scowl deepen.

“That was not fair!”  Gwen kicked her feet, letting out a little whine as she balled her fists.

“Stop being a sore loser.”  Morgan held out his hand and helped her up.  The back of her skirt was wet, her stockings now speckled a brownish color.  Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear.  “I win, Porky.”He watched her skate away angrily.  “Gwenie!”  There was an upbeat tone to his voice though he was upset.  “What about my prize?”

With a quick turn, she stopped and glared at him from several feet away.  Reaching under her skirt, she shimmied down the boy shorts covering her panties, and awkwardly pulled them over her skates.  She then threw them on the ice.  “I hate you, Morgan Tanner!”