White Witch

Mark of the white brant. Kinnahauk gazed down at the scrawny, half-drownedwoman. This was the virgin mate promised him by the Great Spirit? Yet thefiremark on her brow matched the one on his own gleaming chest. BridgetAbbott gazed fearfully at the magnificent half-naked savage standing beforeher. Clearly she was far from the colonies--and from the planter she'dpromised to wed. Had she escaped being burned as a witch in England only tobe eaten alive by this golden-eyed heathen? Destiny had brought their twoworlds together--only the heat of passion could make the two worlds one.


Genre: Romance