Saturday, October 5, 2013

Shades of Pink Interview - K.R. Haynes


After giving you teasers of the stories included in the Shades of Pink Charity Anthology in September, this month I'll tell you a little more about the authors involved. I interviewed them with questions about their contributions, their writing life, their works in progress...

Today, K.R. Haynes

Kallysten - First, thank you for contributing a story to this project. Your story is a sequel of sorts to one of your books. Do you want to tell us about the characters and their journey together? 

K.R. Haynes - Travis and Holly's relationship first transpired in, His Dark Promise. They are both work colleagues, who are based in the same corporate office in New York City. However, that will all change when Holly flys out of New York for a yearlong transfer to the London office. Even though she is moving away for a year, Travis still wants Holly in his life and more importantly in his bed. All he needs is just one night with her to show her the passion and the affection he holds for her and her alone. However, after trying every trick in the book to capture her attention nothing seems to work. Travis refuses to give up on snagging Holly's heart. Then one night at an end of year work function, he whispers his decadent dark promise to her, one she can't possibly resist the temptation of, marking the beginning of their passionate journey. Read all the juicy details in how Travis snags Holly and to see how their relationship grows and prospers after that one night of intense passion in, His Dark Promise.


K - Do you have a routine when you write, a special place where you go to, a favorite mug you need to have at your side? What is it like? 

KRH - When I write I like to have music playing in the background to help create the mood the characters are trying to portray in their stories. Josh Groban, Keith Urban, Adele, Luke Bryan and Hunter Hayes are just a few of the artists I listen too. Other than a comfy chair and a well lit and clean space to work in are the only things I need when I am writing, oh a my little muse my cat Apple-Blossom.


K - What is your favorite thing about being a writer? 

KRH - My favorite thing about writing is having a chance to write my characters stories and allowing their stories to be read by thousands of readers around the world.


K - Can you tell us about your current writing project or next release? 

KRH -  I am currently working on two projects at the moment, one of them is a new BDSM themed series and the other one is a paranormal story. Both the first book in the BDSM series and the paranormal story should be available to purchase, late 2013 or early 2014. And my latest release is The Fire in Her Eyes, available now in Ebook and very shortly in paperback.


K - Would you care to share an excerpt from it? 

KRH - Excerpt from The Fire in Her Eyes:
Downing the rest of the beer from his glass, Mick picked up the two bottles of beer after thanking Christian for the free drinks and strolled off in the direction of the rear offices where Mary J was lying low. He smirked to himself now knowing that his feisty barmaid was a beer-drinking woman. One thing he loved the most was a woman who could enjoy the cooling amber liquid like himself at the end of a hard day's work.

Coming to a complete stop outside her office door, Mick could hear Mary J muttering and cussing to herself from behind the closed door. Reaching out he lightly tapped on the door with the back of his hand and groaned at hearing her terse "enter." Turning the knob and opening the door to step inside he couldn't stop the sly smirk from forming at his lips. Oh, this was going to be a fun experience because she already sounded mildly pissed off and when she set her sights on him no doubt her pissed-off attitude would only inflate higher and higher

Closing the door quietly behind him with his booted foot, Mick stood there for a minute drinking in the sight of her hard at work on the computer. Her posture looked tense as she frowned down at something on the computer screen. Her long coppery-red curls flowed wildly around her shoulders and softened some of the tension he could feel emanating off of her. When she glanced up at him, he winced when she narrowed her eyes at him angrily. Oh yeah, she was in one hell of a feisty little mood tonight all right.

Stepping up closer to the desk, he held out one of the beers in his hand for her to take. "Here, I brought a peace offering in for you."

The muscles in his jaw twitched at seeing one of her neatly manicured eyebrows rise up as she answered him. "And why would you need a peace offering to see me, Mick?"

"You know damn well why. Now here take this will you and be done with it."

The look on her face told him he had just said the absolute wrong thing to her. Shit.

"Be done with it? And what exactly should I been done with, Mick?"

"Like I said, you know damn well why, Mary J." He growled and couldn't help doing it either.

He nearly laughed at her though when she snatched the bottle of beer from his hand and took a large sip of it before answering him. "No, I don't know, so why don't you enlighten me. I'm all ears." Her no-nonsense voice made his dick lengthen in reaction to hearing it.

"Do I really need to spell it out to you, sugar?"

"Yes."

He groaned at the sight of the small knowing smirk curving at her lips, the same lips he was desperate to taste again. That one night in the hospital chapel where he first kissed her had been too short lived for him to have a decent taste of her, and only left him craving more of her sweet taste on him.

"Fine, you win all right. I've come here to apologise to you." Mick held up his hand when she tried to butt in. "I shouldn't have shown up the other night with my date."

"No, you probably shouldn't have. But then again you have every right to be dating, Mick." She surprised him with that answer and then shocked him even further when she added on quietly, "Do you regret what happened between us that night in the chapel? Is that why you flaunted your date in front me the other night?"

"Now wait just a damn minute there, sweetness, before you go accusing me of doing wrong by you. For one thing, I never intentionally flaunted my date in front of you and I've just apologised for it, so far as I'm concerned it's history. Secondly, I don't regret a damn thing when it comes to you or even when I'm with you." Oh shit did he just say that out loud? A quick glance at Mary J and Mick knew he had. The shocked look on her face was clearly evident from hearing his untimely omission. He would be the first to admit that he had just screwed this whole evening up by having a slip-of-the-tongue moment. Fuck.

Scrubbing a hand roughly through his hair, Mick raised his gaze to hers and forced the words that he needed to say to her out of his damnable mouth. "I'm going about this all the wrong way. Look, Mary J, I just came here tonight to apologise to you for the way I acted the other night. That's all."

Disappointment flashed in her eyes for a moment and Mick wanted to kick his own ass for putting it there. He real did suck at apologising to her and his efforts at trying to woo her sucked even more. Christ, he was going to need to do some serious grovelling to fix the mistakes he had made with her so they could both move past this and move on to more pleasurable activities he had in mind for them.

But seeing Mary J cross her arms over her chest as she moved from behind her desk to stand in front of him only increased his need to see her submit to him. Christ, even his dick was getting onboard at seeing her little act of defiance. His cock was throbbing like a son of a bitch, all because it wanted out of his jeans so it could dive straight into her luscious heat.

Right then, Mick could hardly wait for the day when he could strip her naked and tie her spread eagle to his bed so he could give her so much damn pleasure she would be begging him for release time and time again. However, instead of acting on those erotic urges of his, he settled for something more romantic by tucking an errant curl behind her ear. Her eyes were simmering with heated lust when she gazed up at him through lowered lashes. Slowly and tenderly, Mick brushed the back of his knuckles down her cheek and smiled to himself at hearing her soft intake of breath.


K - Thank you again for being a part of Shades of Pink. Any last word before I let you go back to your writing?

KRH - Thank you for allowing me to contribute my short story to this great cause. Happy reading everyone!

Find K. R. Haynes at http://krhaynesauthor.weebly.com/

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