today I have with me Susan Harris, author of The Ever Chace Chronicles, and Adult, Paranormal, Romance Series. The 4th book of the Chronicles, Night of the Hunter, will be released on November 13th 2017, and Susan will tell us about the inspiration writing it.
When I was planning The Ever Chace Chronicles, character profiles still new and a work in progress, I wanted to create a character that seemed to be so emotionally damaged, and possibly unchangeably broken, that it would resonate with readers. I myself am very open about my life with an anxiety disorder, and my dealings with depression, with a full awareness that I can sometimes shut out the world when things get too much.
That was where Caitlyn Hardi came in. Another thing that came to mind was that at the time I was writing the plot outlines for the series, I thought on how not many people spoke of beauty being a curse; like having beauty and being considered extremely good looking could also be a hinderance. For Caitlyn, it most certainly was because it was what first attracted the monster to her.
Forming in my mind as my planning went on, I listened to 30 Seconds to Mars’ Night of the Hunter, and listened when the voice said in French, La Nuit du chasseur, and I knew Caitlyn had to be French. With that came the exciting research into the city of Paris. The entire city seemed like a hub of supernatural activity, from the Gargoyles atom the Notre Dame Cathedral, to the fascinating history of The Catacombs.
But I am a writer who does not like to write about a place I have never been, so I booked my flights and headed to Paris for a three-day trip that will be etched in my memories for a very long time. Armed with no French words, and google maps, I navigated the beautiful city, got lost on the metro, and traversed the underground splendour that was The Catacombs, my favourite part of my trip.
When I came home, I was filled with excitement and wonder, the three days I spent in Paris, mostly by myself, gave me a new outlook on life. When writing the Paris bits of Night of the Hunter, I got to revisit a city I fell a little in love with, especially having walked the streets by night, witnessed the Eiffel tower sparkle to live in the dark.
My hope is, when you read Night of the Hunter, that readers will be able to see the time and thought I put into writing a book that took me to another country and to another world. And if you ever find yourself in Paris, wandering beneath the bustling city in The Catacombs, be vary of the various tunnels and darkened walkways.
For vampires tread in the shadows. 😊
Caitlyn Hardi is on a mission…a suicide mission. Driven by the pain of the past, she sets out to confront the monster deep in the Catacombs of Paris—the one who took everything from her. Caitlyn doesn’t care if she survives Paris. Her only concern is that the vampire who made her does not take another family from her. If dying means keeping everyone she loves safe—especially Donnie—then Caitlyn can accept that…as long as she can take her maker to Hell with her.
Donnie O’Carroll began to live the moment Caitlyn made him a vampire. Caitlyn gave him a family, a purpose, and he’ll be damned if he’s going to allow the darkness to overwhelm the woman he loves. He will fight to the end to prove to Caitlyn that love can conquer all—even if he has to die to do it.
Sacrifice, a supernatural assassin, and immortal love are on a cosmic collision course in this powerful fourth installment of the Ever Chace Chronicles.
“Oh, my dear, what have those vampires done?”
Kenzie spun round and laid eyes on the most beautiful man she had ever seen. A tumble of dark hair caressed his shoulders. When he stepped into the light, it was a rich brown, almost with an undertone of red beneath the dark. His eyes were of the same reddish-brown tint, with an expression that sent warnings of danger throughout Kenzie’s entire body. He was imposing, standing in the doorway, a leather duster coat dipping into the blood-soaked carpet that made Kenzie want to tell him to lift it up so it wouldn’t get damaged.
“Who are you?” she asked as the stranger’s full lips curved into a small smile.
“Someone who can help you exact revenge on those who slaughtered your family.”
Kenzie lurched forward. “You know who killed them? Tell me!”
The stranger stepped forward and cupped her cheek in his hand. Kenzie flinched, the coldness of his touch unexpected.
“You are not ready yet, Kenzie Blake. But you could be. Would you leave all you know, all you could have been, in order to seek vengeance on those who did this to little Kaleb?”
His questions had Kenzie’s heart pounding in her chest. “What killed them?”
The stranger ran his thumb over a streak of blood on her face and brought it to his lips. “Evil vampires killed your family. Those who do not abide by the rules of the council. I hunt those who do not follow the rules and slay them.”
As he licked the blood from his finger, Kenzie saw a flash of fang and stumbled back.
“You’re a vampire.”
“I am. But you have nothing to fear from me, Kenzie. I only wish to help you rid yourself of the pain this will cause. I can train you to be what I am, a slayer of the evil vampires. And when you are ready, we will track down the monsters who did all of this and kill them.”
Something told her to run. Instinct screamed inside her mind. But as Kenzie glanced back at the body of her little brother, anger and hatred seeped into her marrow, and Kenzie Blake ceased to exist, replaced by a bringer of death and vengeance.
The handsome man held out a hand, which she took, the sound of sirens wailing from outside as Kenzie left her old life behind. They slipped out the back door and hurried away from the estate.
“What’s your name?” Kenzie asked the man who offered her vengeance.
He gave her a cunning grin, one of great smugness.
“My name is not important. But you, dear Kenzie, you can call me Father. Many do.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers before pulling away. “I have waited a lifetime to find you, Kenzie Blake. And they will not see you coming.”
He pulled her into an alleyway as police cars whizzed by. “But first things first.”
Kenzie shrank back against the wall in horror as the man snarled, his fangs elongating and ripping into his wrist. Kenzie knew she had made a mistake, and there would be no going back now. Quick as lightning, he clasped the back of her head and shoved her lips against his wound. His other hand wrapped wound her neck and worked her throat so she had little choice but to swallow, her eyes wide in fear.
Stepping back, her new acquaintance stared at her as if he were waiting for her to react. Fire erupted in the pit of her stomach and Kenzie screamed as the pain intensified until she buckled under the weight of it. The last thing Kenzie remembered before she sank into the pitch black was cool lips on her forehead as the stranger murmured another woman’s name—a name that would haunt her for years to come.
An avid reader, she quickly grew to love books in the supernatural/fantasy and Dystopian genre. She writes books for young adults and adults alike.
When she is not writing or reading, she loves music, oriental cultures, tattoos, creepy snow globes, DC shoes, stationary, anything Disney, Marvel movies, psychology and far too many TV shows. If she wasn’t a writer, she would love to be a FBI profiler or a PA for Dave Grohl or Jared Leto.
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