Added by 1 member
This is a HOT, seriously HOT HEA, fictional, historical romantic western. Set in the 1880s American West, a Native American Indian and a young girl making her way in that new world.
Not for the faint-hearted, filled with some very tantalizing hot sex and a strong dominant male. A sweeping saga of one woman’s struggle to live and love. Temptations and passions. Conflicts and torment. To raise your own passions and bring them alive.
If you’re looking for something to tempt your days and nights, you just found it. Enjoy!
Written mainly in British English, with Americanisms and slang from both languages.
***
This is a Happily Ever After Hot Romantic Fictional Historical Western Saga. In the Western Romantics Series.
NOTE TO READERS: If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this. A historical fiction fantasy Novel. A love story.
A Native American Indian & American young woman romance, set in the 1890's. This series is filled with hot sex, strong dominant men and sexy females who know their own mind. It’s gritty, confrontational and steam will be coming out of your ears.
~~~~
Coming soon.... What did Christmas bring her this year? ..... Surely, not him!
It had been a difficult few years. There had been many times during the last 8 years that she'd contemplated ending it all.
No husband or child. She was alone. Alone in a wilderness that was as beautiful as it was harsh.
No town for miles, no soldiers for protection.
Land for the taking, they'd said. Her husband had believed it. Desperate for his own land after the famines of Ireland and displaced people. So many died in the potato crop failing and the tenant farmers being removed from the land.
They'd taken a desperate chance and come to this new land in hope of a better life.
Totally unprepared for the conditions and hardships, the cold winters and the long dry summers, her husband hadn't lasted a year.
Stuck in the middle of nowhere, what was she to do?
Her nearest neighbour was hours away and she didn't know him. Tending her crops and animals, she did what she could. Bottled and pickled, salted food. But that wasn't going to help her on the borderlands. She had bigger problems than food.
The Indians were raiding and burning up and down the colonies. Another flare-up, pitting man against man. She didn't understand the politics of it all. But she knew trouble when she saw it.
They were getting bolder. Closer to their farmstead. She was sure she'd been under surveillance for some time. Catching glimpses here and there of movement through the trees.
She wasn't sure what they wanted or why they were burning out the settlers.
But Christmas was coming and she still celebrated the seasons. Its closeness driving her out wanting the scents of home and good times, she'd gone out looking for mistletoe and holly. Foraging for pine cones and gone too far. Hearing the horses charging and the battle cries, she'd stayed hidden watching one attack the other. Witnessing two different kinds of Indians fighting to the west of her land. Semi naked they'd fought viciously with arrows and axes, knives. It had been brutal and savage.
It seemed as if the world had gone mad and hoped she could stay out of it but that was a futile wish and knew it the moment she saw him on his horse riding into her home. He sat and waited, his horse stomping the ground until she came out. He looked half naked and clearly knew she was there.
Had he been watching her?
A little shocked, she had no idea what to say. But he helped her with that.
"Time is up. You come now or die."
Genre: Romance
Not for the faint-hearted, filled with some very tantalizing hot sex and a strong dominant male. A sweeping saga of one woman’s struggle to live and love. Temptations and passions. Conflicts and torment. To raise your own passions and bring them alive.
If you’re looking for something to tempt your days and nights, you just found it. Enjoy!
Written mainly in British English, with Americanisms and slang from both languages.
***
This is a Happily Ever After Hot Romantic Fictional Historical Western Saga. In the Western Romantics Series.
NOTE TO READERS: If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this. A historical fiction fantasy Novel. A love story.
A Native American Indian & American young woman romance, set in the 1890's. This series is filled with hot sex, strong dominant men and sexy females who know their own mind. It’s gritty, confrontational and steam will be coming out of your ears.
~~~~
Coming soon.... What did Christmas bring her this year? ..... Surely, not him!
It had been a difficult few years. There had been many times during the last 8 years that she'd contemplated ending it all.
No husband or child. She was alone. Alone in a wilderness that was as beautiful as it was harsh.
No town for miles, no soldiers for protection.
Land for the taking, they'd said. Her husband had believed it. Desperate for his own land after the famines of Ireland and displaced people. So many died in the potato crop failing and the tenant farmers being removed from the land.
They'd taken a desperate chance and come to this new land in hope of a better life.
Totally unprepared for the conditions and hardships, the cold winters and the long dry summers, her husband hadn't lasted a year.
Stuck in the middle of nowhere, what was she to do?
Her nearest neighbour was hours away and she didn't know him. Tending her crops and animals, she did what she could. Bottled and pickled, salted food. But that wasn't going to help her on the borderlands. She had bigger problems than food.
The Indians were raiding and burning up and down the colonies. Another flare-up, pitting man against man. She didn't understand the politics of it all. But she knew trouble when she saw it.
They were getting bolder. Closer to their farmstead. She was sure she'd been under surveillance for some time. Catching glimpses here and there of movement through the trees.
She wasn't sure what they wanted or why they were burning out the settlers.
But Christmas was coming and she still celebrated the seasons. Its closeness driving her out wanting the scents of home and good times, she'd gone out looking for mistletoe and holly. Foraging for pine cones and gone too far. Hearing the horses charging and the battle cries, she'd stayed hidden watching one attack the other. Witnessing two different kinds of Indians fighting to the west of her land. Semi naked they'd fought viciously with arrows and axes, knives. It had been brutal and savage.
It seemed as if the world had gone mad and hoped she could stay out of it but that was a futile wish and knew it the moment she saw him on his horse riding into her home. He sat and waited, his horse stomping the ground until she came out. He looked half naked and clearly knew she was there.
Had he been watching her?
A little shocked, she had no idea what to say. But he helped her with that.
"Time is up. You come now or die."
Genre: Romance
Used availability for Jessie Rose Case's Christmas Captive