Calloways of Rainbow Bayou Preorder books 1-4 now #99cents

It's exciting! After working hard on this series all year, the first four books now available for preorder on all eretailers. If you love Nora Roberts, Jill Shalvis, Robyn Carr or Marie Forcebooks, you'd like this small town family romance series. See links below each book or check out my Books2read page to see all my books and your favorite store links for each.

What is the first thing you think of when you see a rainbow?
Many things come to mind for me:
Hope – "somewhere over the rainbow"
Renewal – after the rain comes the rainbow
Second chances, new beginnings. In the Native American legends it stood for a kind of magical serendipity.

Rainbow Bayou was named for the colors its movement reflects in the local sky whether its a sunrise, blue sky or the storms the frequently roll through the Louisiana landscape.

The Callaway-Larue family novels are stories of life, love and community – of hope and second chances, and they reflect my belief that love happens out of the blue, when we least expect it, or want it.

I hope you enjoy the series which has been largely revised and rebranded with new content to reflect its true genre, a contemporary family romance series. This family knows about sacrifice, commitment and love. I hope you love them as much as I have when writing them.

Though the first four books have been revised and rebranded with new content and characters woven in. The last four which will be published by the end of the year are brand-new.

When the Right One Comes Along 

https://books2read.com/whentheright1 

Buffy Calloway is finally coming home.

Love happens when you least expect it even for these two professionals, one who doesn't have time for love and the other who has the benefit of an inherited prognosticator known as the Calloway Curl.
Former international model and photographer Lana Calloway is attending the DC romance convention to find the perfect model, the “one” whose face and body could make her new business venture a success. At a conference event she finds him – an unwilling and unlikely candidate. Turns out his appearance was a fluke, but the Calloways have a history of getting their man, or woman, and she doesn't intend to be the last.
Her prospect is a CEO  meeting with Congress about veterans issues; in other words, he’s got higher priorities than being a cover model. It will take creative measures to convince him that her goals could benefit his mission of making life better for wounded veterans, and oh, by the way, that they are meant to be together.
Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GMW5D6R
Amazon CA. https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07GMW5D6R
Amazon UK  https://www.amazon.com.uk/dp/B07GMW5D6R
Amazon AU  https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07GMW5D6R
Ibooks https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1431549772
Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/when-the-right-one-comes-along-livia-quinn/1129351066
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/when-the-right-one-comes-along-6

Too Good To be True

https://books2read.com/toogood

Love happens when and where, and with whom you least expect it. . .as Officer Delilah Burke finds out.

As an experienced police officer Delilah Burke is no pushover. She prides herself on her instincts but when she arrives at the scene of a convenience store robbery she finds herself unwillingly intrigued by the tall dark and handsome perp dressed in a mercenary uniform and armed with fake weapons which begs the question - what else about him is fake?
Luc seems too good to be true, but his huge, surprising family embraces her and when he’s threatened they join in Delilah's efforts to protect him. Delilah is drawn to him like no other but can she keep him safe so they can have a future together?
Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GMVTQP8 
Amazon CA CAhttps://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07GMVTQP8
Amazon UK  UKhttps://www.amazon.com.uk/dp/B07GMVTQP8
Amazon AU AUhttps://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07GMVTQP8
Ibooks https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/too-good-to-be-true/id1431548338
Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/too-good-to-be-true-livia-quinn/1129350719
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/too-good-to-be-true-57

Only the Heart Remembers

https://books2read.com/onlytheheart

Love happens. . .when you least expect it! Out of the blue... or the night.
Brenna has only been home to Rainbow Bayou a few months when the first storm of the season delivers a surprise. A very bad feeling and when that happens, she pays attention.
When a stranger trieds to enter her cabin during the night, she whacks him with a fireplace iron creating a bigger problem—he awakens thinking she and this handsome burglar are a couple.
As images from his past surface and their feelings intensify, Brenna finds herself hoping the clues don’t mean what she thinks they do and her new love can last forever.
Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/product/B07GMRZ5T3
Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/dp/product/B07GMRZ5T3
Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/product/B07GMRZ5T
Amazon AU https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/product/B07GMRZ5T3 
Ibooks https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1431548326  this works
Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/only-the-heart-remembers-livia-quinn/1129351063
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/only-the-heart-remembers

Christmas Wishes

Books 2 Read https://books2read.com/Christmaswish 

Love happens when you least expect it and sometimes delivers surprises and long-awaited second chances.
As the Calloways and Larues gather at the Romanos’ on Christmas Eve, Buffy prepares some surprises for her husband. Meanwhile, her cousin Beau is home from Hollywood and Maddie is nervous about seeing him again. Samantha’s baby is over due and no surprise to Buffy, her ex-boyfriend Jed shows up unexpectedly. Then there’s Luc, who’s is starting to believe maybe Delilah has changed her mind about spending the rest of her life with him. But with the first Christmas miracle, Buffy knows eventually her friends will get their happily-ever-after. A Calloway always knows.
Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GNS81D8
Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07GNS81D8
Amazon UK https://www.amazon.com.uk/dp/B07GNS81D8
Amazon AU https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07GNS81D8
Ibooks https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/christmas-wishes/id1433692784?mt=11
Nook
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/christmas-wishes-28

Books 5-7 release dates:
At Long Long Love October 15th
It Had to Be You    November 2nd
Christmas Vows   November 30th

Read an #excerpt from the Men of Honor Box #NewRelease

It's Release day for my Men of Honor box set which includes the first three books in the series.
Purchase it on all stores here

Ridge

 

He’s a former Army Ranger, a billionaire CEO of MedBionics with a mission to improve the lives of wounded veterans. With the big vote on his Veterans bill coming up before Congress soon, how had he ended up on stage between two cover models with a hundred women shouting, “Take it off, Tucker!”? That’s the question his family and friends would be asking tomorrow. That, and “Who’s Tucker?”

Buffy Calloway's face and body were recognizable worldwide but the 'face' she's looking for is the face of her franchise. Interviewing cover models at the D.C. conference, she finds 'her man'. Tucker - the late arrival - has the 'je ne sais quoi' that will make her talent agency and photography studio an immediate success.

The Calloways have always known what they wanted and Buffy knows he's ‘the one’. There's just one problem. Ridge scoffs at the notion of himself as a cover model. He has more important priorities. Who is Buffy to argue with such a noble cause, but she’s determined to show Ridge he’s underestimated the influence of a vast romance community. 

Could this be the first time a Calloway was wrong?

Luc

Not all tall, dark and dangerous heroes are bad boys…

The first time Delilah Burke saw him was at the crime scene, she assumed he was a certain type—tall, dark and dangerous, and a robber—because he looked the part and he was holding the gun. She'd been wrong. A cop should know better than to assume but dressed like a mercenary, how was she to know? Under the circumstances a careful cop doesn't presume or assume so, she'd followed protocol.

Luc relaxed as the cop's boot pressed him down on the grimy floor of the small grocery. But then her cornflower blue eyes peered upside down into his and his stomach lurched. She might figure out he wasn't the perp but would he get a chance to find out more about this intriguing and beautiful woman? As he watched her work, he decided she was just what he'd been looking for, but Luc's part-time job required some unusual costumes and equipment. When she found out he was neither a criminal or a hero, would she listen to his proposition?

Each day reveals the former Naval officer to be almost too good to be true. Then trouble arrives from Luc's past and Del faces a choice – believe the evidence against him, or trust her heart.

Nick

Could his past get her killed?

You’ve killed him, Bad Brenna taunted. Brenna looked down the steps at the man lying motionless in

the tropical downpour. I told you that silly phobia would get you in trouble if you didn’t get a grip.

Brenna knew she was right, knew it was exactly why Bad Brenna existed, to help her cope with the trauma that had turned her into a scared rabbit whenever lightning was in the forecast. But her anxiety over the approaching storm had been magnified by another premonition. Usually, it meant someone was about to die. Had she been the means, this time, of fulfilling her own prophecy? As always there were no clear answers. She needed to start trusting her sixth sense if she was ever going to get rid of Bad Brenna. First step—rescue her victim from the storm.

What happened? He’d been dodging the lightning, fighting the wind and rain, looking for a place to hide…when he’d seen the faint glow in the distance. There was no answer at the door so he’d broken in … and there she was, a beautiful Valkyrie. Wielding her sword, she screamed as she struck him—for no good reason—and then everything went black. Everything.

Excerpt from Nick

She’d been awakened before dawn by ground-rumbling thunder that shook a candle loose from a its place on a nearby shelf and sent it thudding to the floor. She was a light sleeper under these conditions anyway and rose to peek out toward the west between the curtains in the front room. 

By midmorning, the lake's surface had been turbulent and black. The wind blew sideways, bending trees and lifting waves like aquatic enemy soldiers on a tireless march toward shore as boats slammed against their docks in a frenzied tug-of-war. It was as if the Rain God had a giant air gun driving rain bullets into every exposed surface while he tossed capricious bolts from his dark tower.

“Your imagination is running amuk,” Brenna muttered remembering a night filled with anticipation of tropical storm Ira. Now, with the “perfect storm” riding down upon her little corner of Thunder Point, dread bubbled in her stomach like acid. But she stayed at her computer, collecting readings on her equipment, logging wind data, and working the Electron Molecule Deformulator. It was imperative that she complete her work before a loss of power. For this, the storm was critical to her work.

Brenna didn’t know what she feared more—the lightning—or the near certain feeling that something bad was about to happen.

As usual, knowing so little didn’t help. It wasn’t as if there was a bolt from nowhere and the outcome of her premonition was magically written on her kitchen calendar. Most of the time she didn’t know who was in danger, didn’t know where, didn’t know how…until it was over. And sometimes, not even then.

Before—Brenna squeezed her eyes shut and pushed the memories away. Before she’d left Storm Lake to attend college in D.C., this would have been just another thunderstorm, another facet of life on the big lake. Residents on the East end were used to it. It was the inexperienced and newcomers to the area who found themselves stranded, or worse.

The cabin had come to her through her great-grandmother who’d been a stalwart matriarch of one of the oldest families in the area, the Callaways. The property ran along the tip of Thunder Point offering spectacular views of the sky from sunsets to storms to meteor showers. 

“Get a grip,” she chastised herself, and tried to play down the feeling of doom. 

On nights like this, she questioned the wisdom of moving back from D.C., but she was determined to overcome the hysteria that embarrassed her, haunted her, and still—sometimes—held her in a vice-like grip. The Lake was home and while it contributed to her peace of mind and her work in climate forensics, being here forced her to confront her fear.

There was something extra tonight, the anticipation morphing into a living, breathing entity. She just hoped no one was dying, or going to die. That whatever it was…this time, she would be able to prevent someone from being hurt. 

Her fingers sped across the keyboard, tweaking the settings on the electronic instruments outside to make sure they would hold up to a loss of electricity. They would, undoubtedly, but would she?

The next rumble of thunder surprised her with its strength. Her fingers moved faster with nervous energy as she kept her eyes glued to the monitor. Anxiety traveled along her nerves like the electrical conduits in the EMD. Those horrific memories wouldn’t be far behind.

In that instant, a magnesium-white light turned the living room into an overexposed movie negative and she found herself on the floor, hands pressed to her eyes for agonizing seconds as a mighty trunk split, striking other trees and sending chips and limbs like missiles against the exterior of the house. A picture tumbled off the shelf by the fireplace and hit the floor as the grumble continued. 

The crashing seemed to go on forever, followed by gradually diminishing thunder. Throughout the clamor and chaos, Brenna held her breath, as if merely breathing would bring calamity down on her. As if not breathing could keep the beast from finding her.

When silence reigned, she raised her head. 

To black velvet darkness. “Crap.”