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Release Day for Christian’s Mate

Today is release day for Christian’s Mate, book #2 in the Christian’s Kisses series! Click on the link and grab your copy!

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Beginnings is FREE this weekend

My bestselling short, Beginnings, is free today through Sunday!

https://www.amazon.com/Beginnings-Nightwalkers-Book-H-N-Sieverding-ebook/dp/B00R9P0QTY/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8


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 😉

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“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. 🙂


Tuesday Teaser: Fabricated Beauty (CK#1)

This is one of my favorite quotes from Christian’s Promise, which is out on Amazon right now, by the way. It’s a novella (the prequel to the CK series), so I made it part of Unlimited. Chrisitan’s Mate, the first “novel” in the series releases next month 😉


Updates 7.27.17

I forgot my WIP Wednesday post. Whoopsies. So, I’ll call this an update.

CK#2 is almost done. I’m sending an ARC copy of it to a beta for a final read-through today. I want to release it in two forms, one with just the second book, and another with both book #1 and #2. I thought it might be a good option for new readers. I need to do that for Blood Kisses (Nightwalkers) and Beginnings, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. And I’m still avoiding finalizing the blurb for CK#2, so…I need to do that, too. I hate writing blurbs….


Tuesday Teaser: The Promise of the Devil (From Forever Black)

I felt like giving you guys a treat today and doing a longer except for Tuesday Teaser. You’re welcome 😉

This is from my favorite book in the Nightwalkers series, Forever Black. Most of my readers seem to like Blood Kisses or Blood War the best, but my favorite is Forever Black.


Her retreat lead her to a place she never expected—the edge. She was barely able to stand sideways on the ledge of the building. Her eyes glanced down at the dark alley below. Her world was blurry, her eyes so clouded with tears that she couldn’t see.

The ledge was high, and the promise of an end loomed right below her. She could fall into this black abyss made by her tears, and it would all go away. Her hands gripped the railing behind her tighter. A loud sniffle escaped her nostrils as she struggled to choke down each breath of air.

Her words were thick with tears, choppy and wet, “Dear, sweet death—grant me your promise of sleep. Forever black, forever numbing. Take me in your arms, and clear my head. Blacken these eyes that no longer want to see.” She closed her eyes. “Please, accept me. Take me away from this place. Take me away!”

“A feather as light as you would not make it to the bottom of an abyss.”

She quickly turned to the voice. Her breath quickened as her eyes settled on the Count’s cocky smile. His presence was fitting in this place, his body cloaked in a black suit, and his light hair shining under the lights. The devil had come for her, just as she had asked. Just like in her nightmares.

“I want to die.” She sniffled. “So, leave me be.”

His arms were crossed over his chest. “You want to forget.” He wasn’t making an attempt to pull her away from the edge and seemed to be studying her instead.

“How do you know what I want?”

“How do you know that I do not?” He appeared next to her. His lips rested near her ear as his next words hissed from his lips, “We have been here before, you and I. The ledge, you believe, will let you fly—the wings you think you have inside you coming out and giving you salvation.”

She trembled at his closeness. She could sense his shape, but not feel him.

“Your heart is black, just as mine is. You cannot escape who you are. Fate is like the dark chariot of death—it will come for you, no matter how far you attempt to outrun it.” His words softened, each one feeling like needle pricks against her delicate skin. His lips brushed against her ear as his hands took a firm hold of her shoulders. His fingers dug into her skin and made her sob louder.

“Drake, you said, my soul is like a flower that has wilted under your moonlight. I can die and never be free of the curse your love has placed on my soul. Forever is black with you, like the darkest night without a light. You have drained me of all that is good.”

“I didn’t say that.”

He yanked her hair and halted her words. “Kiss me, you said. Kiss me and blind my eyes from my sins.” He kissed her cheek. “My love, take my kiss, and let me give you the paradise you desire. Let me mold the dark clouds into your dreams. I can give you everything. Love me, and I shall never let the sun rise in your presence. In the night, it shall kneel at your feet, only shedding light when you will it.”

This was a side of him she was only familiar with in her nightmares. This thick, heavy presence that choked her. This was his true form, and he felt like the devil. His voice was velvety, yet accompanied by a prick of sin that made her ears bleed.

Though she was terrified of him, his touch calmed her. It took away all the fight that lined her muscles and made her body numb. He had complete control over her. Her fragile mind was so lost, she couldn’t concentrate. She wanted to jump, but in the arms of the devil, her wings were restrained, and she feared soon cut off completely.

“Sweet, red blood…” His tongue peeked from his parted lips as he admired the coveted skin of her neck. “The taste of it, only heavenly beings like us can savor. Let me make you into what you once were, for with this final bite, you will be as I—forever black—with a soul as dark as the moonless night, and as powerful as the endless sky. I shall make you a god.”

He playfully nipped at her neck. “Take my hand, and I shall make the world bow to you. I will make you forget, and live in a happy bliss that will make every day a paradise.”

“I just want everything to go away.”

“Accept my offer, my queen. Let me take you into the realm of the gods.” His hands slipped around her waist. One of his fists was balled, and Ashleigh felt the hard tip of something brushing against her stomach.

“I want to forget.” Her next words were breathless, and she knew once they were released, she couldn’t take them back, “Make me forget, Drake.”

“Death will give you all the release you need. You have called death’s chariot to your side, and now there is no turning back. The devil has arrived to collect the soul that is mine.”

Ashleigh let out a silent, choked scream as he shoved a knife into her chest. She let go of the railing and tried to pry it out. Her breaths were choked as her body was covered in a thick cloak of pain. So sharp and paralyzing, her vision was slowly clouding.

“I will blacken your eyes and take you to the paradise that is this world’s hell.” In an artful twist, he dug the knife deeper and made her belt out a bloodcurdling scream. Her head fell backward and rested on his shoulder. He glanced into her pained face as he licked his lips.

She tried to speak. Her mouth was open wide as her eyes begged him to stop. All she could see was the yellow light in his eyes—those intense, emerald eyes she had dreamed about.

Then, everything faded to black. She heard his voice, though he wasn’t speaking, “Do not yearn for the heaven you have been barred from. For in my arms, the fabricated paradise in which we live will be far greater.”


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