Thursday, April 3, 2014

OMG!!!!! Nikki's Secret is now in PRINT!!!!!! And a Formal dance...

Nikki's Secret is now available in print!!!!!  You can buy at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Nikkis-Secret-T-N-Tarrant/dp/0615920705/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1396572962&sr=1-8

OR... there will be copies available at the Rooster and Pig  table at Rainbow Con.  Bring me your book and I will be happy to sign it for you!!!!

There will be other bits of swag from me and Vicktor Alexander, Lor Rose and everybody else there, so come visit!

In other news, I'm in the middle of edits for Whispers From and Hidden World: Killian... and soon I will have edits for Nathan and Raven's story from DSP...

And the big one: My daughter is about to attend her first Formal Dance!!! now who said she could do that? Oh, wait...me...ack! Dress shopping! And shoes, and hair and MAKEUP!!!!! AAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!

*whimpers* i'm not ready for this....

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

My series has a home and When Emmet Met Oliver is at Amazon ..... I'M GOING TO RAINBOW CON!!!!

Sooooo...
The news many of you have been waiting on is that Rooster and Pig Publishing is going to publish my Whispers From and Hidden World series!!! My Rimalians have a home!!!!!! WOOHOO!!! *dances around*

We are figuring out which one comes first but one of my wonderful aliens should be in your grubby little paws very soon!!

And When Emmet Met Oliver has come out and can be found at both Silver Publishing's site and Amazon.  It's the first part of a serial...but each part will be able to be read by itself, don't worry.

http://www.amazon.com/When-Emmet-Met-Oliver-Tarrant-ebook/dp/B00ILTKHYQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1393449039&sr=8-1&keywords=tn+tarrant

And finally... I'M GOING TO RAINBOW CON IN TAMPA!!!!!

You'll be able to find me hanging around the Rooster and Pig booth...and it's entirely possible you may find me wandering about, like a little lost bunny....If you do, please help me find where I was supposed to be going.  Or at least help me find trouble to get into...I will be unsupervised by children, so that shouldn't be too hard, right?

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Here's Vicktor!!! take two.....*ducks head*

Okay, so obviously I suck at trying to schedule posts...this was supposed to go up this mornign, but don't be mad at Vicktor, please! I am an admitted technoidiot and i thought i had it right...Unfortunately i could never get the gorgeous cover pic to come up right, but you can find it on his Facebook page:  https://www.facebook.com/vicktoralexanderb?fref=ts

But here he is folks!


From Harlem to Goochland to Gainesville: The Travels of Ronny, Cole and Benjamin
Hiya everyone! –waves frantically-

So it's Day Four of my "In The Beginning" blog tour and I am very happy to be here on TN's blog. Thanks for having me!

When I started writing The Beginning I knew that Ronny, Cole and their friend Benjamin lived in New York at the beginning of the book. I also knew that Ronny lived in Harlem. I’d visited Harlem a few years back and spent a few days there with my grandfather, my bio mother’s father, so I remembered the neighborhoods, the smells, the sights and sounds. I could remember the “projects” and knew the exact building that Ronny would live in. It was the one that my grandfather would live in. When I started writing Ronny Parker I thought of my grandfather and his neighborhood. I thought of the teenagers and the young people who loitered around outside in front of his building, it was these people who formed the basis for Shad, Ronny’s cousin, and his “crew”. Harlem is full of culture and history. Riots and racism, so is it any wonder that Ronny, a young, black, gay man is listless and uncertain of his future as a barista at Starbucks?
When Ronny meets his mate, Cole Tronk and they, along with their friend Benjamin, have to run for their lives I had to figure out where they would escape to. I researched small towns on the east coast and came across Goochland in Virginia. It was a funny name and instantly made me laugh when I heard it but when I found out that one of my favorite actors, Carl Gordon, from the television series, Roc, was from the city Goochland well that was what made up my mind for me. How could I not have Ronny, Cole and Benjamin wind up in the small town that was not too far from Richmond?
When the trio arrives in Goochland they meet up with Shifters on the Run and end up finding out that much of what they’ve been told about shifters is wrong or only a half-truth and it changes their world. They know then that they have to act. And act they do. But Cole realizes that even though he is the shifter, the “alpha” in his relationship, he isn’t the one who has been chosen to essentially change the world. It is his mate, his human mate, Ronny, the “Son of Adam” who has been chosen by the Supreme Being to help change the world, especially now that his own actions, that of claiming Ronny and shifting in front of other humans, has caused the truth of shifters to become public knowledge.
This causes all shifters to become hunted and Cole, Benjamin, Ronny and their new pack end up having to leave Goochland and they go on the run again. I knew that I eventually wanted them to end up in Gainesville, Florida. College Town, USA. This isn’t just because I live in Florida myself, and live two hours away from Florida, but because it opened the door for the rest of the series. Who best to be the mates for the rest of the shifters in this series than a bunch of college students from Florida?
Enjoy this excerpt from the first time that Ronny and Cole meet and in the comments below tell me what you would do if you found out that someone you knew was really a shifter.
Blurb:
Ronny Parker has always been aware that there was more to life outside of his Harlem apartment. When he goes to work one morning at Starbucks, he finds himself coming face to face with a reality that he was not prepared for. He finds himself the eyewitness to a fight between two shifters, a wolf and a lion, one of which bites Ronny and calls him “mate.” When Ronny wakes up the next morning, he finds himself thrust into a world neither his family, nor his teachers, ever taught him about and he does the only thing he can do. He starts to investigate.
Cole Tronk has been taught from an early age that he is never to mate a human, never reveal his true nature to a human, and that he cannot be gay. But when he gets into a fight with his oldest friend outside of a Starbucks and finds himself smelling the most intoxicating scent ever, he throws all of those rules out of the window. Before long, Cole and his mate, Ronny, are on the run from the governing body of the paranormals, humans who have now discovered that paranormals, magicks, and supernaturals exist, and someone from Ronny’s past who is determined to kill them both.
Along the way, Cole and Ronny meet up with a group of paranormals, magicks, and supernaturals who are also gay, and who are researching the true history of the world and creation. What they find will not only change their lives, but the entire world and the future. Will Ronny and Cole’s mating survive all of these obstacles? When a millennia-old lie comes back to bite them in the ass, will Ronny and Cole be able to deal with the consequences?

The Beginning can be pre-ordered from Rooster & Pig Publishing at a discounted price until its release day at which time it will go to its normal price:
http://www.roosterandpigpublishing.com/coming-soon

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts, and curses reached his ears and it didn’t sound as if there were people having sex. It sounded like a fight. Groaning, Ronny raced forward. He was only five feet and eleven inches tall, built like a swimmer to boot, but he’d found that being black would sometimes chase away troublemakers, regardless of his slim build. Coming to a stop, Ronny’s mouth dropped open. His coworker, Benjamin, was fighting another man, but that wasn’t what shocked Ronny. It was the fact that Benjamin’s hands looked like wolf paws and the man he was fighting had hands like a lion. Ronny gasped when both men shifted into animals, backing up until he bumped into the wall behind him. His gasp alerted them to his presence and he watched with wide eyes as they approached him slowly.
“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck,” Ronny chanted. “This is how I’m going to die.”
The lion shifted then, back into the form of a man. The lion man walked over towards Ronny and sniffed the air around him. Ronny trembled and began praying internally. This was not how he wanted to die. Not how he planned to be remembered. Killed by a freaky lion shifter person.
“Mmmm,” the lion man hummed. “Mate.”
Ronny’s eyes widened. He’d read enough romance novels to know what that word meant and he also knew that there was never a black man or woman involved in something like that. Mates seemed to be only for other races, so there was no way that he could be somebody’s mate.
“M-mate?” he stammered. “No. You’ve got it all wrong.”
The lion man shook his head. “There is no mistake. You are my mate. I am your destiny. My name is Cole Tronk,” the lion said.
Ronny stared at him in amazement. Cole stood at least six-foot-four and he was all thick muscles, skin that was a beautiful golden tan color, brown hair with gold highlights, and eyes so dark brown they almost looked black. As Ronny’s gaze traveled over the expanse of skin, he felt his own skin grow tight and hot as he took in Cole’s naked form and the thick, long cock hanging between his thighs. Ronny’s body responded to the man’s nudity, his own dick growing firm behind his zipper and his anus clenching as if preparing itself to be speared by Cole’s thick member. Cole’s jaw was square and firm, his lips full, and his nose slim, which twitched as Cole inhaled deeply. He grinned at Ronny and stepped closer.
“I can smell your lust for me, mate.” Cole’s voice was deep and smooth like whiskey. The sound of it flowed over Ronny’s body, tightening it further and making him moan softly.
“I-I’m not your m-mate,” Ronny stammered. “I’m black and human.”
Cole let out a bark of laughter before leaning forward to sniff at the column of Ronny’s neck. He let out a low growl before licking the skin there. Ronny shivered so hard he thought he would fly apart as the front of his pants grew wet with his pre-cum.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered and clenched his fists against the wall.
Something inside of him wanted to reach out to Cole. He wanted to bring the other man against his body, preferably with both of them naked. He wanted to feel Cole thrusting inside of him. He ached deep inside for… something. He didn’t know what, but he knew that it was somehow the most important thing ever. He noticed that his breath and Cole’s seemed to be in sync and he watched, amazed that whenever he breathed out, Cole inhaled and vice versa. It was as if they were each other’s air.
Riiight, he mentally scoffed. I am not some fucking twink in a romance novel.
Giving himself a mental shake, Ronny raised his hands to push Cole away, who seemed to have gotten so much closer to him in the few seconds it took for Ronny to think. His hands landed on firm pecs and, though he’d told himself that he was pushing the other man away, he found himself squeezing the flesh instead, his palms grazed by the puckered nipples on Cole’s chest.
“Shit,” Cole growled.
It was Ronny’s only warning before sharp pain pierced the join of his neck and left shoulder as Cole, the lion man, buried his fangs into Ronny’s skin. Ronny let out a loud yell, that quickly turned into a moan as the pain became pleasure. Sweet, overwhelming, delicious pleasure. The kind that had him humping Cole’s thigh where it rested between his own legs. It was a pleasure so amazing that it took him a moment to realize that not only had he just cum in his work pants, effectively ruining them, but that he’d just let some fucking lion man bite him.
He told himself that he was going to push Cole away, but his hands seemed to not be listening to him and instead they rose to wrap around Cole’s neck as the other man groaned and drank Ronny’s blood. After a moment, when Ronny was starting to feel just slightly weak, Cole let go of his neck and licked the wounds. He kissed the skin there and began to purr. At first, it freaked Ronny out, but, after a moment, he found himself more turned on by the purring than he’d been by the bite to his neck.
The bite to his—hold the hell on!
Ronny shoved Cole away from him. Jabbing a finger into Cole’s chest, he glared and let out his own growl. “You fucking bit me, you psycho!”
Cole smirked. “You loved it,” he pointed out, crossing his massive arms across his broad chest.



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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

New book coming and a handsome guest blogger!!!

Soo... the big news is Vicktor Alexander will be dropping by on Thursday to visit....He's got a new book out...and graciously consented to come by when I begged him too.... chocolate and being tied to a chair may or may not have had anything to do with it... *whistles innocently*

And....I have a new book coming out on Saturday. When Emmet Met Oliver will release on Saturday 15 Feb 14.  It's the beginning of a serial... i'm halfway through the second installment, i'll let you know when i have it finished :D.

It's just a quickie post... Hope you're all having a great week!

For my new baby:

https://spsilverpublishing.com/when-emmet-met-oliver-ebook-p-60469.html?zenid=c3305c1396eee8b8ad1193fbd52f7668

For Vicktor's new baby:

http://www.roosterandpigpublishing.com/coming-soon.html

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Interview, review, and Giveaway, of Nikki's Secret

I have an interview, done for Prism Book Alliance, going up tomorrow with their review of Nikki's Secret.  I'll be doing a giveaway, and later in the morning and through part of the afternoon, I'll be hanging around to answer questions from the comments section. Random draw from commenters picks the prizewinner, a copy of the expanded version of Nikki's Secret, from Rooster and Pig Publishing.

Here's the link: http://prismbookalliance.com/

The interview goes up at 10 am CST.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Good news/bad news

The good news is:

Nikki's Secret is now out at ARe and Bookstrand!!!
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-nikki039ssecret-1355643-341.html

http://www.bookstrand.com/nikkis-secret

Soon to be followed by Amazon.


The bad news is:

Wilde City Press and I have elected to part ways, so I cannot tell you when the first book of my Rimalian series, Adam, will come out.  I've received formal reversion of rights, so now I'm looking at other options.  When I have got that figured out, I'll let you know.  In the meantime, does anyone want a excerpt or two from Adam, or any of the other stories from the series? Comment here or on my Facebook to let me know. :)

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Nikki's Secret is out!!!

TA DA!!! Nikki's Secret has just been re-released by Rooster and Pig Publishing!!

I think i mentioned before that I got the rights back to Nikki back in July, and Rooster and Pig snatched her up for expansion and re-release.  I added a considerable to the original short, and it turned out quite well, and Nikki has a gorgeous cover to boot. :) Here's the link and an excerpt, hope you guys enjoy!

  http://www.roosterandpigpublishing.com/new-releases.html

She knew the moment Ritchie saw her, a huge grin crossing his face and he nudged Cody, pointing her out. An equally huge and happy smile crossed Cody’s face and they quickly maneuvered to reach her. Cody grabbed her first, kissing her gently as he held her close. Nikki sighed into his mouth, savoring the first taste of him after a week of them both being gone. Then Ritchie drew her close and kissed her, his taste different, but just as familiar and wanted. Nikki noted a couple of startled looks, but mostly they weren’t even noticed in the crowd of travelers. She smiled up at them.
“Let’s get your bags and go eat,” Nikki suggested. “I didn’t have time to make dinner, the meeting with the Sloyers ran over a bit.”
Cody and Ritchie both frowned. “I take it from your tone it didn’t go well?” Cody asked as they headed towards the luggage pick-up. Nikki smiled as Ritchie guided her with his hand on the small of her back. They allowed her the space she needed for her control issues, but she had learned to accept their protectiveness. They’d had some pretty rough patches over the years, but family support from Abe and Jane, and a willingness to get counseling for help, had gone a long way to letting them working those problems out to their benefit. Her wedding rings glinted in the light as she reached out for Cody’s hand and she smiled. The fine gold bands matched the rings her husbands wore almost exactly. The only difference were the birthstones: one of her rings held Cody’s birthstone, flanked by diamonds, and the other held Ritchie’s birthstone, flanked by diamonds. Theirs were just like hers, except they both wore a band with her birthstone, then the other held the other man’s birthstone.
“What’s the smile for, prettiness?” Ritchie asked.
“I was just thinking of our wedding rings,” she answered him first, then answered Cody’s question. “And no, it didn’t go well at all. Unfortunately. None of us were surprised though. It’s not the first time Pat has fixated on a teacher, I learned today. So Vincent has not only removed Pat from my classes, his schedule is being altered to keep him as far away from my class as possible during the day.”
Neither man said anything, but Nikki could sense from the stiffness of their bodies that they weren’t happy. She wasn’t happy either, but what could be done, had been. There wasn’t anything else they could do. Cody’s hand briefly tightened on her, while Ritchie’s hand on her back rubbed briefly, each man telling her silently that they were there for her.
After getting their bags, the threesome went out to one of their favorite restaurants for dinner, a place they could sit and even indulge in a slight bit of PDA without being hassled. None of them were very demonstrative in public, but they didn’t care to totally go without touching each other just because they were out and about, either. The food was perfect, and they shared the details of their respective weeks. She shared some of the hijinks her classes got up to, including short segue into trying to find proof that Hitler had had a crush on Stalin, that was why Hitler was so determined to bring Russia down. That had led to a discussion of the current topics regarding Russia, and it’s suddenly more virulent anti-LBGT laws, and the ramifications of them. There was even a discussion on the effectiveness of boycotting or moving the Olympics, or if it would be more effective embarrassment for Russia to deal with actually arresting so many internationally known people, if the athletes themselves acted to show their support of LBGT people and their rights. That had led to the discussion of whether or not embarrassment was an effective tool in changing any country’s political behavior, in particular countries such as Russia and the United States, both notorious for doing whatever they both damn well felt like, as evidenced by the Cold War.
Cody and Ritchie regaled her with a story about the utter confusion their new client displayed as they worked to explain to him exactly how their systems worked. The young man admitted to being, in his words, “a techno-idiot,” but was willing to learn, if somebody was willing to sit down and teach him. So Cody and Ritchie had done exactly that, helping him to learn how to use not only their systems, but helped him better understand other programs he had for his online business. They settled back to enjoy their dessert, sharing heated glances, letting the anticipation of getting home and getting naked get them revved up. Nikki smirked at her husbands as she mentally thought about where her favorite turtleneck was…from the looks she was getting, a scarf around her neck wasn’t going to cut it tomorrow.
  
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Nikki sighed and yawned as she dropped her bag beside her desk. It had been a long, very satisfying night, her husbands making sure that she had no doubt that they had missed her. Her body was pleasantly sore in all the right places and she'd had to search out her turtleneck to wear, to hide the marks on her neck, just as she’d thought at dinner last night. She chuckled to herself as her body tightened a little in remembrance. The only sour note in the entire evening was another phone call from Pat that Cody answered. Pat’s enraged reaction to Cody’s claim on Nikki, as well as his telling Pat not to call anymore had been unpleasant. Having to call the police and Vincent again had been just as bad, with the detective that came around, Muncy, questioning whether or not Nikki’s behavior or dress was giving an impressionable young boy the wrong idea. Nikki had glared at him, informing him that he could either take her concerns seriously, and respectfully, or she could file a formal complaint against Muncy as well. She wouldn’t take harassment from a young boy, she certainly wouldn’t tolerate it from a grown man who should know better.
 Her phone beeped at her and she pulled it out of her purse, laughing as she saw that it was a sext from Ritchie, although it was obviously taken by Cody: Ritchie, in their shower, lathered head to toe and coyly hiding his bits and pieces.
What do ya think, sexy beast, isn’t he? The text read.
Very… just as sexy as the other beast who got him to pose for us, she replied. I’ll call you at lunch.
Love you oodles and bunches, and Ritchie says to tell you he wants to go down on you for lunch. Personally, I think that’s a smashing idea…Can we come to see you? *wicked eyebrow waggles at sexy smexy wife*
Nikki laughed out loud, shaking her head. NO!!! LOL There are innocent eyes here!!! And some of them even belong to the kids! You both can have me for a snack when I get home this afternoon.
I love working from home…
She sat down, put her phone away, and booted up her computer. The room was a nice pleasant green color, but only because she’d paid for the paint herself three years ago. Some of her fellow teachers had a week long painting party, painting their classrooms out of their own pockets, but the district allowed them to choose the colors. Books of all kinds were stacked on shelves around the room, including many of her own private collection. The students were free to borrow one at a time, but they couldn’t borrow another until they returned the first, and it was completely on the honor system. So far in the four years she’d been here, she’d only had to replace one book, proving her theory that if you act as if your students have both intelligence and honor, they tend to prove you right.  
The first hour of the day was her free period to do anything she needed to, so she got caught up on school news and answered a few emailed questions for some of her students. Then she began setting up the lesson for next period on the blackboard. The discussion over the current social and political situation with Russia and the Olympics had been so successful with her last period class yesterday that she wanted to introduce it to her other classes today. A short report from her students about their families and friends reactions to it would make a great homework assignment, especially from those students who still had relatives that lived during WWII. The views of parents and grandparents that grew up in the influence of the Cold War would give her students an eclectic, and very personal, set of reactions that could be discussed in class. Two weeks would be enough time for them to get their stories, and write a report from them. A soft sound had her turning around, smiling at first. Her welcoming smile faded as she saw who her visitor was.
Pat Sloyer stood six feet away, dressed, as usual, in dark jeans and a band T-shirt, with his jean jacket on. What made her blood run cold was the gun pointed at her, and the unhinged glint in his brown eyes.