Hi Tasha, welcome to the blog today,
Thank you Elodie for having me visit today. I’ve been
discussing a lot of different topics related to the book and the characters, so
today I thought I would give a glimpse into ‘The Story Behind the Story’. How
Echo in the Night came to be.
My first two releases, Elle An Erotic Faerie Tale and Waking
Beauty, were both loosely based on specific Faerie Tale characters. As much as
I love Faerie Tales and truly enjoyed writing both books, I thought that
perhaps it was time to branch out and create a world and characters from the
ground up. I was taking a break from the daily grind of homework, edits, kids,
household, etc. and was reading a Vampire romance novel while watching one of
my favorite Witch series in re-runs. As I got lost in a scene of the show, my
brain began to wonder if the Witch who was currently having relationship
struggles on the T.V. had been involved with a Vampire how would that have
changed her story? Could they have a successful relationship, would either one
be able to look beyond the others abilities and mis-comings and what in the
world would happen to her powers if said Vampire tried to turn her? From there,
I put the book away, broke out the notepad and my favorite purple pen and began
to try to answer some of my questions. I did some research, spent hours on
Google trying to make sure that the two worlds could somehow be combined, and
voila, Echo and Henry were born.
It has been such a great trip, getting to know the
characters and integrating real life with a supernatural element. Echo has a
lot of me in her, a lot of my own weaknesses and strengths. Henry grew from a
sexy smoldering bad boy into a man who struggled with his morals and I fell in
love so I knew that Echo would as well. Echo in the Night is just the beginning
and as of now, I am currently working on Book 2 in the series, where we will
see more emotional struggles between Echo & Henry, and watch as their
relationship grows into something more than an unbreakable bond.
Where you can find me on the web:
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Amazon author page www.amazon.com/Tasha-Blackstone/e/B00BFTI2SC
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Can a Witch who was born to be a Vampire Hunter find true
love with her mortal enemy?
It’s easy to live life on auto pilot and that’s just what
Echo Abbott is doing. That is until everything shifts. As her house of cards
begins to crumble, she meets Henry Knight. Obnoxious and gorgeous she can’t
stop thinking about him and against her better judgment she wonders if he is
the key to healing her broken heart.
In this dark, seductive tale set in the heart of Oregon,
Echo is a Witch with remarkable powers whose gift is sought after by a power
hungry Vampire, Corrine. Corrine’s brother, Henry, is a willing pawn in her
fight for the ultimate power and has been tracking Echo for years. Seeking out
Echo’s weakness he soon finds his desire for her is more than he can control.
He wants Echo all to himself, but can he convince her that he isn’t the enemy
before it’s too late or will her stubborn nature be her downfall?
Adult Excerpt:18+
“Head down, love, and spread your legs for me—I want to see
how wet you are.”
She obliged, pressing her head deep in the overstuffed
comforter and spreading her legs wide. She could feel Henry hovering over her
pussy as he took a deep breath and inhaled her arousal before she felt his
tongue trail along the length of her pussy lips. She moaned into the bed and
wiggled her ass at him, eager for him to take her fully into his mouth. His
hands spread her cheeks apart and his tongue teasingly trailed along her slit
again.
“Tell me what you want, love.”
“I want you,” she moaned.
He gripped her cheeks tighter and she heard an animallike
growl rumble from his gut.
“Yes—and?”
“I want you, Henry! I want you to devour my pussy and make
me come!”
“Good girl.” His mouth was suddenly pressed firmly to her, caressing
his lips around her pussy lips, tongue pushing deep into her body.
She cried out into the blanket and bucked her hips, pushing
against him, eager to feel him as deep as he could be. His tongue wiggled
around, licking around in circles, flicking in and out. He dragged it up her
slick fold, lapping at her leaking juices as he pushed her hips forward
revealing her hidden clit. Her nub pulsed and tingled in wait, and when his
tongue teased the tip, she cried out louder, her need controlling her vocals.
He continued to flick across her clit, building up her orgasm to the point that
she could barely control it. When he sucked the sensitive nub in between his
lips, she was done. Her hips seized as the walls of her pussy clenched in
response to the ache and pleasure that now flooded her body. As he sucked hard
on her clit, draining her of every electrifying surge, her juices flowed down
her slit, drenching her. Her body relaxed and Henry continued to dine on her,
lapping at her nectar, licking and sucking at her lips, drinking in every last
drop that her body released. When her pussy was spent, he flipped her onto her
back. His lips glistened with her juices and he dragged his tongue, cleaning up
the last bit that had been smeared over his mouth, as he unzipped his trousers
and let them fall to the floor, revealing his dick pushing hard against the
fabric of his boxer briefs.
Nervous excitement filled her as her eyes fell to his cock.
Even hidden he was huge.
His fingers slid between the band and his waist and he slid
the boxer briefs down over his hips, his dick springing to life, pre-cum
glistening at the slit.
“Oh my gawd,” she whispered.
He looked to be a generous eight or nine inches with
impressive girth, veins etched along the shaft, skin pulled tight like satin
over steel, his mushroomed head purple with need.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised.
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