INTO THE DARKNESS
by K.F. Breene
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Today as part of this Goddess Fish Virtual Book Tour I have a quick Q&A with K.F. Breene.
Q: What is your favorite television show?
A: MasterChef. That, or Hell’s Kitchen. I really love Gordon Ramsey shows for some reason. Cooking shows are neat to watch, and then you throw in the animated crazy that is Gordon, and you got yourself a good time.
Q: What is somethings you’ve lied about?
A: Weight. Homework status (when I was younger). What time I got home (after being out with the girls—I don’t think I fool the husband, but I try). Sickness status (playing hooky from work). My experience level (if I’m trying to get a promotion). Speeding.
Q: Who is the last person you hugged?
A: My daughter. About ten minutes ago. The kid is just too cute for her own good.
Q: What is the story of your first kiss?
A: Ew. I was in the backseat of my friend’s car on the way home from hanging out. The guy I was crushing on had his arm around me. Then he leaned in and suddenly we were kissing. Magic. I don’t think I saw it coming. But then we were doing some tongue action. Totally gross the first time. Or maybe we were terrible at it…
Q: Do you like kissing in public?
A: I don’t like eating the face of my husband in public, but a peck is fine.
I’d always been different. I saw objects in the night where others saw emptiness. Large, human shaped shadows, fierce yet beautiful, melting into the darkness. I collected secrets like other women collected bells; afraid to fully trust lest my oddities be exposed.
Until I saw him. He’d been gliding down the street, unshakable confidence in every step. It wasn’t just that he was breathtakingly handsome with perfect features. Something about him drew me. Sucked my focus to him and then tugged at my body. As his eyes met mine, I was entrapped.
No one had noticed him. He’d been right there, just beyond the light, but only I had perceived.
I had to know if he was real. Or maybe I really was crazy. And even when my secret box was blasted wide open, dangers hurled at me like throwing knives, I couldn’t stop until I unraveled his true identity.
I just had to know.
“She was fated to live.”
“Then why must you save her?”
“Often Fate is struck down by dumb luck.”
As I met his black eyes, his puzzled expression deepened. “You’re human…”
“We established that, yes. What I want to know is, if I am human, what does that make you? And why do I notice you when others usually don’t?”
His head cocked to the side. His easy balance, his lethal edge; he was like a blade resting on billowing silk. “Very few humans are able to withstand our pheromones. Fewer still to break a Kolma once it has been placed. You’ve not been trained, that’s obvious, so how is this possible when you’re definitely human? Do you possess the blood of another species?”
I could barely think past the pounding ache of my body, begging to touch him. I needed to get a grip! He was revealing some very interesting factoids that I needed to jot down in my mental notebook.
His nostrils flared. “Charles was right; your arousal is a unique scent. Like a spicy, warm drink on a mid-winter’s night. It rises above other smells, entrancing the mind.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
A wine country native, K.F. Breene moved to San Francisco for college just shy of a decade ago to pursue a lifelong interest in film. As she settled into the vibrant city, it quickly became apparent that, while she thought making and editing films was great fun, she lacked cinematic genius. For that reason, her career path quickly changed direction. Her next goal was a strange childhood interest, conjured at the dining room table while filling out a form. For some reason, her young self wanted to be an accountant. Thinking on it now, she often wonders how she had any friends. Regardless, it was the direction she finally took.
While she could wrangle numbers with the best of 'em, and even though she wore the crown as the most outspoken, belligerent accountant in the world, her mind got as stuffy as her daily routine. It was here that she dusted off her creative hat and began writing. Now she makes movies in her head, not worried about lighting, shutter speed or editing equipment. Turns out, a computer is much easier to manage than a crowd of actors. She should know, she was an actor at one time.
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