THE RANDELLBROTHERHOOD
Coming home to take a bride!
A home. A family. A legacy of their own.
Mustang Valley has long been home to
the brotherhood. United by blood, trust and loyalty, these men fight for what they believeâfor family, for whatâs right, and ultimatelyâ¦for love.
Now there are newcomers in their midst.
Two gorgeous new Randell brothers are back to reclaim their heritage, find their family, and just maybe discover the women of their dreamsâ¦
In January Luke Randell returnedand claimed a wife inTHE BLACK SHEEPâS PROPOSALNow his brotherâs back!But is this rebel ready to wed?Find out in:THE REBEL HEIRâS BRIDE
Originally born and raised in Muncie, Indiana, PatriciaThayer was the second of eight children. She attended Ball State University, and soon afterwards headed west. Over the years sheâs made frequent visits back to the Midwest, trying to keep up with her familyâs numerous weddings and births.
Patricia has called Orange County, California, home for many years. She not only enjoys the warm climate, but also the company and support of other published authors in the local writersâ organisation. For the past eighteen years she has had the unwavering support and encouragement of her critique group. Itâs a sisterhood like no other.
When not working on a story, you might find her travelling the United States and Europe, taking in the scenery and doing story research while thoroughly enjoying herself, accompanied by Steve, her husband for over thirty-six years. Together they have three grown sons and three grandsons. As she calls them, her own true-life heroes. On rare days off from writing you might catch her at Disneyland, spoiling those grandkids rotten! She also volunteers for the Grandparent Autism Network.
Patricia has written for over twenty years and has authored over thirty books. She has been nominated for both the National Readersâ Choice Award and the prestigious RITA® Award. Her book NOTHING SHORT OF A MIRACLE won a Romantic Times BOOKreviews Reviewerâs Choice award.
She has been a guest reader at elementary schools and lectured aspiring authors. A long-time member of Romance Writers of America, she has served as President and held many other board positions for her local chapter in Orange County. Sheâs a firm believer in giving back.
Check her website at www.patriciathayer.com for upcoming books.
Dear Reader
Iâm so pleased that I have the opportunity to return to Mustang Valley and revisit the Randell men from my Randell Brotherhood series. You will want to find out what Jack Randellâs boys, Chance, Cade and Travis, have been up to. Along with their half-brothers, Jared Trager and Wyatt and Dylan Gentry, they have all adjusted to the valley. Iâm here to say that theyâre all doing well, including Hank Barrett, the adopted patriarch of the family.
My inspiration for this series and Hankâs character was my dear friend Hence Barrow, a West Texas rancher. Heâs the one who taught this city girl all about ranching. Iâm sorry to say Hence passed away in 2007, just a few months shy of his 98th birthday, but Iâll never forget his stories, and his love of the land. It was an honour and a privilege to know him, and to be called his friend. Iâll miss you, Hence.
In the series I bring Jackâs brother Samâs sons, Luke and Brady, to the valley. This story, F-16 pilot Captain Brady Randell is injured on a mission and comes home to the Rocking R Ranch. While recuperating he gets to know his half-brother, and the rest of the Randell cousins. He also tangles with an independent female veterinarian, Lindsey Stafford, who has secrets of her own. In the end they both want the same thing: to be a part of the Randell family.
There are many more surprises. Hope you enjoy it.
With regards
Patricia Thayer
CHAPTER ONE
HEâD always been told he was too cocky for his own good.
On a sunny November morning, Brady Randell hobbled out to the porch with the aid of a crutch. His left leg was bandaged from his last surgery and covered in a removable cast strapped from his foot up over his knee to his thigh. It served to protect the damaged bone so it could heal properly. If it ever did. Three months since the accident, and he wasnât feeling so damn cocky anymore.
With a groan Brady dropped into the Adirondack chair. This was about as far as he traveled these days. He was tired of doing nothing but sleeping, eating and sitting around. Oh, yeah, he forgot about going to therapy twice a week. Or maybe he should call it torture.
After all his hard work, he hoped for a payoff, some good news when he saw the doctor next week. With a little luck he could get the cast off and finally be able to walk on his own again.