Monday, October 17, 2016

Web of Memory by Tara Fox Hall Blog Tour...

I'm happy to welcome author Tara Fox Hall today to share her latest release in the Promise Me Series, Web of Memory! I've read the first couple of books in this series and have the rest on my TBR list, so I can attest to the fact that this series is awesome, and this latest book looks like it's going to be just as wonderful! Oh, and don't forget to check out her giveaway, she has a beautiful cat bed she made herself, and some Amazon gift cards to giveaway. :-)


Sarelle’s return to her loved ones brings a brief measure of solace, even as she mourns all that changed in her absence. Rene’s presence and Sar’s pact with Shaker add as much tension as comfort, as the delicate balance of Sar’s life threatens to collapse under the weight of all she endured as Michael’s prisoner. Determined to reclaim her life, Sar fights back, inadvertently sparking Danial’s memory as an unseen ancient enemy prepares to strike a fatal blow.


I headed downstairs with a basket of Dev’s, V’s, and Lash’s laundry the next morning, mulling over a few worries.

Elle had been distant after her emotional outpouring at my homecoming, and excused herself a little while after. Since then, I’d learned from Devlin that she was indeed still at college, but that she wasn’t taking classes at a university, she was taking them from home. She’d apparently moved back in to my old homestead and was living there alone.

Part of me was so proud of her for being brave enough to live by herself, for wanting to be where she and I’d spent time when she was young. But the other part was scared to death something would happen to her, especially as the anniversary of her rape approached.

What should I do? Give her a long talk about being careful and protecting herself, or tell myself she was doing fine on her own and that this wasn’t the time to lecture, but instead to let her spread her wings a little? The intellect said the latter, but the mother in me said the former. Talking to Danial was out of the question. Calling up Theo and chatting about what he thought of Elle’s new direction made me want to barf. Even though he’d saved me, I doubted he liked that Elle had moved out of Danial’s old place to be where she and I had lived together when he’d been gone. From what I could tell, Elle was closer to Lash now than she was to either one of her fathers.

I decided to mention it to Lash later, to get his opinion. He was out training with the bears. He—like Theo—believed in daily target practice, as well as sparring practice. I’d come to see in the months I’d lived with him at Hayden that a large part of his usual day was taken up with that. That explained the calluses he’d always had on his hands.

But Elle wasn’t the only one I was worried about. I was concerned for T, too: Theo and Tears were spending a lot of time with him on business calls. So who was making sure his guards were practicing their “gun control”? Brian? Maybe I should talk to him...

      “Lady, do you have a moment?” I looked up, my concentration broken, to see Danial directly in front of me.

Just great. I had known that Danial still lived here at Hayden, that he’d shared his blood with Dev to replenish the amount given to Lash to save his life. But I hadn’t seen him since that night he’d helped with Dev’s little fantasy. And that had been just fine with me.

“What is it?” I said brusquely. “I need to get these washing, before the stains set.”

“Dev showed Venus how to bite her first human last night, I know. I assisted him in teaching her. But I must speak with you.”

Nope. Not today. “The quicker blood is washed out, the better. Let me by.”

“It’s regarding Elle.” Danial took the basket from me and headed downstairs to the laundry room. I followed, not wanting to, but also not wanting to put off whatever it was he felt he had to tell me, especially if it was about Elle.

He started the laundry and then led me into a basement room that I guessed was his. There were easels set up, and canvas, and all kinds of art supplies on the large table and on shelves, as well as a long couch which was obviously being used as a makeshift bed. “I thought you stayed in the green spare bedroom.” I’d been avoiding the wrong place.

“I haven’t since the night we were attacked,” Danial said. “As it was, I barely escaped into the forest and made my way to the cemetery. Several crypts there that Devlin made are false, in case Hayden was ever attacked. I used one, spending the night and next day there. When I emerged the following night, I tried my cell first and found I had a message from Devlin, saying everyone else was safe and to come back if I had made it out alive. After that, Devlin agreed I needed a safer room, one with direct access to a tunnel in case of attack.”

I nodded, surprised he’d given me such a detailed explanation. In the horror of that night, I’d not given a thought to how he’d escaped, just that he had.

I caught sight of his latest work. It was a portrait, done in oils. The woman was, at least to my eyes, most likely Monica. But Danial had made her even more beautiful than she’d been in real life, if that were possible. I felt my jealousy rear up, and pushed it back down. There was no point getting upset.

“It’s still not finished,” Danial said, sad and also shy. “I’m trying to get the eyes right.”

He’d made her eyes a blue green color, not the deep rich blue I remembered. But I didn’t want to start in on that. “It’s well done. But why did you ask me here?”

“To apologize,” he said, taking my hand gently. He took a breath. “I’m sorry for what happened between us months ago.”

A little late, Danny. I wasn’t going to make this easy for him. “Are you?”

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Tara Fox Hall's writing credits include nonfiction, erotica, horror, suspense, action-adventure, children's stories, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal fantasy Lash series and the paranormal romantic drama Promise Me series. Tara divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice. All of her published children's stories to date are free reads on

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