At his request, I allowed Trystan Valeras a.k.a. Lash to be the one to introduce my newest work Lash, the novel depicting his origin. A heartfelt thank you to him for this, and also a warning.: watch the language, and don’t be threatening anyone. 🙂 – Tara Fox Hall
What kind of fu—um…what kind of title is that? Why not a snake? I admit I’m not cuddly like a Pomeranian, but hey, would you really be that interested in my exploits if I were? You want danger, you want suspense, you want some fucking heads to roll, then you came to the right place, Dolls and Gents. I’m not going to waste your time with bull, or draw out the mystery any longer than it takes me to drive my survival knife right through the beating heart of the matter. So let’s cut this small talk and get down to business.
Lash is the story of my origin. I’ll be straight with you; it’s not pretty. I was forced to kill my first man when I was only a child. I did it in defense of my mother and brother. We didn’t want trouble. My mother just wanted a better job, so we could have a good life. We’d been driven from our home in the swamp, and we had no other choice. When your back is against the wall, and your hand is forced, you have to kill. I’ve never understood why some say how hard it is. When it’s a matter of survival, you do what you have to do. I always have.
I admit, when my mom got the job at the Case hotel, I thought that we were going to be okay. Maybe not great—we were staff, not guests—but life was okay, if not exactly pretty. Then a few years later, my father showed up. He’d only been gone…let’s see…my whole life. He was a gangster to boot. While the fortunes of my family changed overnight, it was far harder for me to adjust. I knew what I was, and I knew I didn’t belong with those rich people who smiled at me with cold eyes, even if my mother was now the legal wife of my father, rendering me legitimate . I also knew with that blood money came expectations, that my father wanted me to follow him into the family business, something I wasn’t sure I wanted to do. I knew he had enemies, people that would try to kill us to get to him. But none of that mattered in the end, not really. What mattered to me was Mara.
I’d admired her from afar for months, from the first day I saw her, standing there in front of the hotel with her family. I knew she was out of my league, that those stolen looks from afar was as close as I’d ever get. But once I was rich, that changed. I was able to get close to her, to be first friends, then her fiancée. There were so many complications, with her being human and me being snake. But I stupidly told myself that didn’t matter. I told myself that if she loved me, she had to love all of me, including the sometime scales. And so the morning of the wedding, I went to meet her, to tell her everything.
She didn’t accept me, to put it lightly. Everything went to complete shit, to be more accurate (yes, I’m trying to refrain from swearing, but sometimes I have to express myself, Ms. Hall). I had to kill people, and was nearly killed myself. Worse, my family was attacked a few days later, and some of my family members were killed. I was forced into hiding with my pregnant mother, while we waited for my father to find out who was behind it.
A lot of things happened I regret. Some of those were things I did myself. Please remember that I didn’t get to be Lash because I wanted to be. I became Lash because I had to. Give me a chance, and I promise you action, suspense, and mayhem, laced with a little sex for spice and more than a little humor. I’m just like you, except I sometimes have scales (and fangs). Hey, if you all can get behind vampires and zombies, I’ve got to think you can at least try a weresnake. What do you have to lose? I promise not to bite…for now.
Be seeing you in the dark later,
About the Author: Tara Fox Hall’s writing credits include nonfiction, horror, suspense, erotica, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She also coauthored the essay “The Allure of the Serial Killer,” published in Serial Killers – Philosophy for Everyone: Being and Killing (Wiley-Blackwell, 2010). Her first full-length action-adventure novel, Lash, published in April 2012. Her vampire series begins in June 2012, with the 1st novel Promise Me. 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.
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For info on my recently published work, Lash, click here: http://www.amazon.com/Lash-ebook/dp/B007UJ6KGC
For info on my recently published work, Just Shadows, click here: http://www.amazon.com/Just-Shadows-ebook/dp/B006V4HB2Y
Scarred from a childhood spent in perpetual indigence after being forced from their home in the Everglades, weresnake Trystan Valeras and his family make their way to the Case Hotel. When his wealthy gangster father arrives the summer he turns sixteen, Trystan’s dream of a better life, along with the lovely aristocrat Mara, is suddenly within his grasp. Instead of paradise, a series of devastating events unfold, leading Trystan to become the instrument of his dying father’s revenge. His violent reprisal instigates a backlash of murder and death, forcing Trystan to flee with the remains of his family to the sultry city of New Orleans where he sells himself into the service of the Vampire Lord Abraham. Becoming the assassin Lash to hide his identity, Trystan finds a measure of peace, even as his skill with killing heightens, bringing to him not only new allies, but also new adversaries