What is the title of your latest release? TO KILL A SHADOW   What’s the “elevator pitch” for your new book? To bring the sun back to her cursed kingdom, a warrior and a handsome commander must venture into a monster-ridden fog in the first installment of this sweeping, romantic fantasy.   How did you decide where your book was going to take place? I love the nighttime—the peace and softness of it—so when I began writing, I imagined a world without the sun, and a curse where the moon reigned eternal.   Would you hang out with your heroine in real life? Yes, but she might scare me lol. She’s way more confident than I am—and she’s deadly with a sword.   What are three words that describe your hero? Jude: Brooding Protective Grumpy (to everyone but Kiara, of course)   What’s something you learned while writing this book? Our past doesn’t define us.   Do you edit as you draft or wait until you are totally done? I tend to mix it up! I’m all over the place with editing.   What’s your favorite foodie indulgence? Only my husband knows this dark secret, but I can eat a…

Excerpt from CROWN OF SALT AND BONE by Katherine Quinn   Her heart skipped a beat and excitement pulsed in her veins. Her crew should be here with her, but there wasn’t time to waste, and she suspected they were growing weaker—if the dark circles below their eyes and sallow skin were any indication. Once the portal’s foggy blue mist cleared and she landed on its other side, Margrete scanned the grand foyer of the main floor. There were no lingering guards stationed, which she found peculiar, but Halio had told her that this area was deemed neutral, so armed soldiers would likely go against the agreement. The lone sound arose from the ticking of a clock stationed above the staircase’s first landing, its steady rhythm matching the beating in her chest. On the ground floor, so close to the mysterious hall, Margrete’s skin tingled. She could practically smell Bash’s signature scent of pine and sea, and she yearned to race to the portal and— And what? Fuck. She hadn’t thought it all through, and if this was some fantasy tale she was reading, she’d curse at the heroine and wonder why she hadn’t planned better. Whenever Bash was concerned,…