Born: AD 532
Birthplace: Northern England
Motto: All we are is dust in the wind
Favorite Song: See above 
Current Location: New Orleans
Quote from Night Embrace: "Tell you what, why don't you go back to the society page and leave the bad-ass to us."

 

Talon was originally a character in a fantasy series I wrote in high school. When I started the Dark-Hunters, I had to swipe my Celtic hero. I thought he'd make a perfect DH.

The inspiration for his mailbox came from my neighbor.

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Factoid: Night Embrace was the second official Dark-Hunter book published and was the first to hit a major list. It spent a total of 4 weeks on the lists.

It is currently in it's 11th printing and there are over half a million of them in print.

 


From Night Pleasures:
"Talon is weird," Nick said as he caught
her staring at it. "He thinks it's funny
that he staked his own mailbox."

 

 

Talon

Talon is the son of a Druid High Priest and Celtic Queen. He, himself, was a High Chieftain in Britain who fought back invaders and secured his clan against any and all threats.

After the deaths of his aunt, uncle, wife and son over a short period of time, he was told that his ancient gods had cursed him. That they would plague his sister,  his people and his lands so long as he lived. To appease the gods, he would have to be sacrificed to them.

Once his clan had Talon secured to the altar, they killed his sister before his eyes and then turned on him. He gladly ceded his soul for revenge against them.

Unlike the other Dark-Hunters, he is entirely detached from this world. Talon walks between this realm and the next with the help of Spirit Guides. 

There are those who speculate that should he ever free his banished emotions, the volatile Celtic blood that flows through him will destroy not only him, but anyone near him.

Talon first appears in Night Pleasures

Patting the white and black dog, Amanda looked up to see the man who had arrived on the motorcycle. He was every bit as handsome as Hunter, yet there was something ethereal about him. Mystical. 

His blond hair was cut short except for two long braids that fell from his left temple down to the middle of his chest. He wore a zipped-up black motorcycle jacket that had red and gold Celtic scroll-work painted all over it and a thick gold torc around his neck.

He knelt beside Kyrian and passed his gloved hand over Allison's body about an inch above it.

"Her lungs are singed," he said quietly.

"Can you help her, Talon?" Kyrian asked.

Talon nodded. He removed his gloves, then placed his hands against Allison's ribs. 

After a few seconds, Allison's breathing became slow and steady. 

Talon met Amanda's gaze. She shivered as she saw that he had the same exact eyes as Kyrian. 

There was something very unsettling and strange about this new Dark-Hunter. 

He was stillness, she realized. Like some bottomless pond. There was a calm serenity to him that was both beguiling and frightening.

 

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