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:
Amazon author page www.amazon.com/Tasha-Blackstone/e/B00BFTI2SCSiren Author Page www.bookstrand.com/tasha-blackstone
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?
“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.
“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.