Hello and welcome. Today, I’d like to introduce my friend and fellow countrywoman, Helen Johnston.
Over to you, Helen.
I grew up in my family’s home in the county of Hampshire, England. My childhood dreams were filled with the desire to become a dancer. An only child, but I was never alone, my years were spent entertained with my vivid imagination. I met and married my husband not long after leaving school and soon after our son was born. My family is made complete with my two cats that are spoiled rotten, which results in them often thinking they rule the home.
Get sucked into the Journey that is Innocence Lost. Impossibilities and heartaches, wonder if love prevails all. Join us as we follow the story of Siobhan and Blake as they battle through the trials and tribulations of two very different worlds.
Blake is an Elder Vampire, over four hundred years old, dark, mysterious, bold, tall, and extremely gorgeous, as only a vampire as he could be. Centuries of feeling incomplete, knowing there’s a part of him that is missing, a part he yearns to be complete. Never knowing he would find this in the oddest way. A chance meeting with a gypsy fortune teller has him intrigued when she foretold of when and where he could find his Queen.
But he is warned there would be many brutal obstacles to be overcome before any kind of happy ever after could be accomplished, before his Queen, the missing link to his soul, the woman whom would complete him, would be safe in his arms.
Siobhan, pronounced (Ser-bi-on) is a beautiful young woman, an innocent, on holiday with her friends when she unexpectedly meets a tall charismatic man who completely and utterly sweeps her off her feet. She is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. He’s so sexually dominant, taking his time to initiate her, step by slow step, patiently and completely too all the carnal pleasures, her body could endure. What he made her feel…
But unbeknown to either of them, a dark and evil presence from Blake’s past has been observing them, planning to shred their worlds apart, and sooner rather than later. Siobhan is cruelly ripped from his embrace and is thrust into a world beyond anything she has ever dreamt of or could ever have imagined existed.
Follow us as Blake has to battle with forces he’s not sure he can defeat all to bring home the one and only woman he would ever have, love and desire with all that he is.
Welcome to Innocence Lost.
This is what some of the readers had to say about Innocence Lost:
Total Mindblowing – How to put into words how much I enjoyed this book. I fully admit to being a book addict and as such have read a great many genres of books over the year and have become a great lover of many authors on the market today.
Innocence Lost was such a fresh and eye opening book for me, the story totally original filled with characters that are more than what they are appear, you just can’t help reading some more to find out more.
The main characters in the book are lovable for the fact that they’re so easily connected to, you could easily imagine yourself in either of their places.
If you love a great story that will have you engrossed till the end, passion hot enough to scorch the pages and are wanting a love story like no other then I would 100% recommend.
By far one of the most exciting stories I have read this year, can’t wait for the second book.
Well done Helen, look forward to reading some more. – Vicky Grant, Amazon reviewer.
OMG So sexy – I think I have fallen in love with this man, I want one. But back to the book, it is a really, really good read. To be honest I have gotten a little bored with the whole Vampire romance, but Helen Johnston has brought the Vamps back to me in the shape of Blake.
The story is very well written and I am in awe of the details she goes into with the BDSM scenes. As I said in my title it is a very sexy book and well worth putting aside a whole day with a bottle of wine.
Enjoy everyone as much as I did the sexy and dangerous journey that Siobhan has to travel until her man can bring her back home. – lovetoread, Amazon reviewer.
They had been told to meet be at a certain place at a specific time. Their horses seemed agitated but they pushed them faster and further into the darkness. The trees were so close together now that very little of the starry night sky breached their thick branches. A small light in the distance their only guide.
The incredibly bright, colourful caravans encircled a huge blazing camp fire. Above which was a crackling pig roasting. It smelt so tempting, though neither Blake nor his men would be invited to take part in the celebratory feast later that night. No, they were here only for Blake to see the grandmother of the leader. She, being the most infamous of all great fortune tellers.
Four riders flanked them on either side as soon as they had been heard approaching the camp. Not a word was spoken as they were escorted between the caravans. They were shown where to dismount and tether their horses. The leader then pointed to the caravan Blake was to enter. Alone.
“Stay with the horses,” Blake instructed his three men, with a curt nod, as he climbed up the worn wooden steps and knocked gently on the open top half of the stable door.
“Come in,” called a voice that sounded like as if owner was having great difficulty in breathing. He opened the bottom half of the door and had to duck his six foot four frame to enter the small caravan. He was met with the sight of a tiny old lady smoking a pipe of sweet smelling tobacco. She grinned a toothless, gummy smile in his direction as she indicated, her finger crooked with arthritis, for him to sit opposite her.
Once he was seated, she grabbed his hand and pulled his arm across the round, lace covered table with incredible speed and strength for someone who looked as frail as she.
“It is true! My vision foretold of our meeting. You are no mere mortal man. More of a Lord of your kind. So I will address you as such, my Lord,” she went quiet, deep in thought, searching for the answers she knew he desired to hear.
Blake’s eyes roamed the small caravan, it was filled with knick-knacks, a lifetimes worth of collecting. Every available space was used. All the objects were lovingly taken care of and not a speck of dust was to be seen anywhere. His attention snapped back to the lady when she started to speak again.
“You will meet your soul mate, your Queen. But it will be some fifty years from this date. You will travel to a hot and foreign land. Finding her will be easy. Holding onto her will prove to be your worst nightmare. Take heed my Lord, she is an innocent and must stay that way until the moons align. Do not attempt to dally with her. Be warned, your heart will break into a million stabbing pieces before she belongs to you fully. This journey is going to make you pray for death,” The gypsy suddenly sagged in her chair, looking, if such a thing was possible, even older than her years.
“Now leave, please my Lord,” she was gasping for breath. “Your reading has drained me.” she closed her eyes and drifted off in an uneasy sleep. She missed the expression on Blake’s handsome face, his startling green eyes watched her thoughtfully as he pondered her words.
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