Tara Fox Hall
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About Tara Fox Hall
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, the transgender contemporary erotic Grow A Pair series, the paranormal romantic suspense Unhallowed Love 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 www.childrens-stories.net. A current list of her commentary on Animal Science articles can be viewed at https://animalstudiesrepository.org/
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Titles By Tara Fox Hall
Cyprus comes up with creative, unconventional romantic events in record time which seem to draw Viola and her husband, Kendrick, back together, even as Cyprus finds herself the focus of not one but two new beaus who couldn’t be more different men.
Each successive holiday event unfolds surprisingly well under Cyprus’s close supervision, yet also sparking reflection on her own estranged family, lack of close friends, and unthought-of dreams of the future.
Pressure mounts as the countdown to Christmas Eve nears, necessitating a choice between rural craftsman Tucker and police detective Mike, both of whom ask Cyprus for the date.
Can Cyprus fashion not only a perfect Christmas for the Bohannons, but also devise her own perfect Christmas romance, possibly her own happily ever after?
PROMISE ME SERIES
1. Promise Me
2. Broken Promise
3. Taken in the Night
4. Taken for His Own
5. Immortal Confessions
5.5. Promise Me Anthology
6. Her Secret
7. Point of No Return
Lourdes March has cried enough tears over her dishonest ex. She is moving on. Until she walks into an optometrist's office, and is confronted with the splitting image of the man she's trying to forget.
The Spark by Ellyse Roberts
Anna Claire had everything: money, a fiancé and a successful job as an architect. Her life was going great until a homeless guy with a grudge decided to set the building she was renovating on fire. Ethan was a firefighter filled with regret from a mistake he made long An inferno brought them back together. But can fate re-ignite the spark they thought was lost forever?
Proposal Unexpected by Elena Kane
Adele had the perfect life, until it all fell apart. She’s left alone and bitter after discovering her husband’s many transgressions, when she finds herself face to face with a familiar face from the past. Wondering why they ever parted ways to begin with, Adele is faced with the difficult choice of forgetting and forgiving her husband or starting a life with the man she spent years loving before life got in the way.
One Perfect Moment by Tara Fox Hall
Coriander Hartwell’s dream of getting married has almost come true; her longtime lover Stefan VanKellam II has finally popped the question. But the instant she locks eyes with old flame Dustin at her high school reunion, Cori begins to rethink her dream of a perfect wedding...and the man she wishes would make her his wife.
Running Late by Caroline Andrus
On her way to meet with her boyfriend, Will, Paige reflects upon their seven-year relationship and prepares herself to be dumped. Meanwhile, Will has something else in mind.
Cappuccino Dreaming by Louise Redmann
What does it cost to be yourself? She’s cooked for her boyfriend, played nice with his friends, and twisted her personality to fit his. He’s booked an expensive restaurant for Saturday night. Surely he’s going to propose. But when she sees her lover kiss her best friend, she flees into a coffee house only to trip up the stairs, spilling her cappuccino over everyone. Out of the angry crowd, one man offers his hand and a fresh drink.
Love Weavers by Katie Stephens
Hannah and Wynter have two things in common: an incredible artistic talent and witchcraft. In order to acquire Wynter’s jewelry-making secrets, Hannah finds a way to travel across time and meet her ancestor. However, her novice powers simply amuse Wynter, who is embroiled in a love triangle and has no time for the young witch. When an enchanted necklace disappears, can the two work together or must their men take matters into their own hands?
After several nights of seductive passion, Maggie considers staying with John, who swears to protect her at all costs from a gangster eager to include Maggie in his menagerie of exotic "pets." But is the love and devotion of a vampire enough to stave off not only a ruthless criminal gang, but also a last pelt-hunter out for revenge?
I always knew I wasn’t good enough. If I had been good enough, he would have wanted to spend time with me. He would have wanted to help me discover the world, not shoot me down whenever I tried to fly. There would have been family vacations, and holidays that lasted longer than forty-five minutes before an argument ensued. He wouldn’t have mistakenly called me by his girlfriend’s name, or shown up drunk with terrified stray cats in Have-A-Heart Traps riding in the open bed of his work truck. He wouldn’t have left messages singing songs about “Why To Be Nice To Crackheads” sung to the tune of Happy Birthday on Christmas Eve.
In life, we couldn’t find a happy medium, and spent the last few years not speaking. An email from my aunt challenged my resolve in the time it took to read that my dad was having emergency surgery for the most aggressive form of brain cancer in existence. Globular Mastoma, stage four. Terminal, of course, even if he survived the surgery. If my dad had any kind of luck his whole life, it was bad luck.Brain tumors aren’t forgiving. Even with the mass gone—and a huge stitched up gash on the side of his head to prove it—my dad didn’t make a lot of sense in his last few weeks. Inserted in the tumor site were chemo wafers, which caused him to switch randomly form topic to topic when conversing. Sometimes he was sweet, and sometimes he didn’t make sense. There was only one night he seemed to be himself, the dad I remembered. The next day he stopped eating.
His end went fast, at least. The surgery only bought time. Once Dad understood that, and how limited his future options were, he opted to starve to death. Nothing my uncle or I said would make him reconsider, and he died the week after going off his medication in early spring.He left behind a mess of unpaid bills, some with years of interest, and three houses in various stages ranging from hoarding to utter disaster. It was in his first house, the one I lived in briefly as a baby, that I found diaries that opened up a stark window to the man I never knew.At first, I took only one diary, as a kind of way overdue payback. The reason I was there sorting through his piles of crap from the last forty years was to find my long-ago diary that he had taken when I was fifteen. Yet as I began to read the pages he’d filled, a singular story emerged from all the debauchery, self-pity, insecurity, and sadness. Here was a man I didn’t know or remember, opening a window to his soul, showing me events from my own childhood circa eight years old from an utterly different point of view. Compelled, I returned to the house multiple times in search of more diaries, to try to unlock the secret of why my father had been the way he was. There was a lot my father never told me.