Thursday, November 29, 2012

Tour: Broken Promise by Tara Fox Hall (Guest Post)

Please give a warm welcome to author, Tara Fox Hall, who is joining us on tour for her book, Broken Promise!

A huge thank you to Reading Between the Wines for having me here today!

 I’m here today to promote Broken Promise, the second book in my paranormal romance Promise Me series. Here is the blurb:
Shocked at Danial’s betrayal, Sarelle returns to her old home to consider her options. Yet even as Sar plans a reconciliation with Danial, Terian arrives, confessing his desire. When Theo witnesses Terian and Sar kiss, he angrily confronts Sar, leading to startling consequences. Will Sar’s heart choose Danial, Terian,…or Theo?

Wine plays an interesting role in my series. My heroine Sar’s tastes run to red wine, as she demonstrates in several passages. Her choice is usually dry, full bodied, and spicy. Cabernet, Merlot and Shiraz are her favorites, boxed or bottled. Readers will often see her indulging in a glass or two, especially after trying times, such as when her good friend (and half-demon) Terian confesses his desire for her.

I followed him. “What’s wrong?” 
“Nothing’s wrong,” he said, stepping fast to his truck. 
“Something is wrong, Terian,” I said, exasperated. “Tell me why you have to leave?”
Terian turned suddenly, and pulled me into his arms. I looked up at him with wide eyes.
“This is why.” 
He brought his mouth down on mine, his hands tangling in my hair. His kiss was not soft; it was full of need and longing. In shock, I stood there and let him kiss me, one moment stretching into the next with exquisite slowness.
Terian had been warm to start with, but by the time he was finished, he was almost too hot to touch. He looked into my eyes for a long moment afterward, and I saw what he wanted me to see there. There was more than friendly affection in his eyes; there was desire.
“Sar, I like you. A lot, actually. I wanted to be with you. But now that you’re taken, there is no way it will ever happen. Danial will never release you from your oath—”
“What?” I gasped. “I thought there was no breaking it, ever.”
“He can release you, Sar. It’s true that it’s almost never done. Vampires, like others, rarely want to relinquish what is theirs. I wouldn’t release you either, if you were mine.” 
That last Terian whispered in my ear, his radiant heat bathing me in warmth. He drew back, looking at me hopefully. “Do you feel the same for me, Sar? Could you ever look at me and see a man and not a friend?” 
I cared enough about him not to lie to him. “No,” I whispered, my answer seeming very loud in the night air. “I’m sorry, Terian. I don’t think of you as more than a friend. I don’t think I ever will.”
He held me close, hugging me. “Thank you for telling me the truth.” Terian pulled back from me and met my gaze. His eyes were sad and resigned. “Do you understand now why I have to leave?”
I understood Terian’s point all too well. He needed to be away from me so he could love someone else.  I wasn’t available, and even if I was, I wasn’t in love with him; I was in love with Danial.  “Yes,” I said, nodding. “Please take care of yourself, Terian.”
Terian kissed me gently on the forehead. Then he stepped away from me, and got back in the truck. “Good-bye, Sarelle.”
I waved to him as he left, and then turned around and walked back to the house, where my dogs welcomed me back inside. I gave them another treat. What the hell, it was New Year’s, someone might as well be happy. 
I got a bottle of Black Opal Shiraz, and opened it. After poured myself a large glass, I settled down to watch TV.

Another trying instance is when Danial—the vampire Sar had been engaged to briefly—shows up at her door looking for reconciliation.

“You know I could make you come back with me tonight. You gave me your oath, Sar. It’s within my rights.” Danial was edgy, just this side of daring.

I was suddenly furiously angry, angrier than I’d been the night we broke up. “Yeah, you could. Or you could release me from my oath instead.”
He didn’t reply, but the depth of the sorrow that came off him at my words made me regret what I’d said. I changed topics, as I poured myself a little wine from the tap of boxed Banrock Station Shiraz on the counter. “Where were you tonight, that you were so dirty?”

“Don’t ask me that.”
“What happened, Danial? Or is this something else you want to keep from me?” I said sarcastically.
Danial stared at me, and then seemed to decide something. “I fought with Theo.” He turned away from me abruptly, and headed back to the living room.

I confess that—like Sar—I also enjoy a glass of Shiraz on occasion. I got that love from my husband, who introduced me to the joys of dry red wine back when we were first dating, and cultured that taste for the last decade. Like Sar, you can also almost always find me indulging during stressful situations…such as writing blog posts. Cheers!

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  1. Thank you very much for having me as part of my blog tour :) Salut!

  2. Thank you very much for having me as part of my blog tour :) Salut!


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