Donna Hatch, author of the best-selling “Rogue Hearts Series,” has won writing awards such as The Golden Quill and the International Digital Award. A hopeless romantic and adventurer at heart, she is a sought-after workshop presenter, and juggles multiple volunteer positions and her six children. A native of Arizona who recently transplanted to the Pacific Northwest, she and her husband of over twenty years are living proof that there really is a happily ever after.
Q&A With the Author:
What is the thing you struggle with the most while writing? And how do you defeat it?
hair as dark as a starless night, a tall figure clad almost entirely in black
strode toward them. Something shifted inside her and she took a step back from
his presence of power. As he neared, his air of deadliness swept ahead of him
like a giant clearing the path. Piercing gray eyes set in his fearsomely
handsome face caught and held her gaze as he drew nearer.
Why everything about him seemed so deadly tonight, she couldn’t explain, but
she surely had nothing to fear from him. Firmly wearing the role of hostess,
she moved to welcome him. He was dressed in beautifully tailored clothing, as
fashionable as the clothes he’d worn the night he’d brought home Jonathan. His
new haircut and style gave him Town polish.
fell awkwardly from his lips as if he’d rehearsed them. She doubted he often
paid compliments to anyone.
expression. He studied her in a way that sent heat from her face clear down to
her toes. Oh heavens, if these were the kind of looks he was capable of giving,
he clearly was dangerous to ladies, but not in the way she’d thought.
in response. Powerless under his stare, she wrenched her gaze from his and
nervously touched her brooch as if to assure herself it remained in place,
anything to restore her good sense, which had quite literally failed her for a