This is a hot happily ever after, fictional, historical romantic western. Where a Native American Indian; a man of his age, finds love with an English-speaking rose.
Filled with some very tantalising hot sex and a strong dominant man. It’s a sweeping saga of one woman’s struggle to live and love in the American West of the 1890’s. It holds temptations and passions. Conflicts and torment dealing with the struggles of their time. Often dealing with harsh realities. And through it all, a story of hope in the most desperate of times. Love blossoms, 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 American language and words and slang from both languages.
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He was a wild man. A savage. And he was looking at her with hunger in his eyes.....
Coming out West had been a risk.
She knew nothing of this life.
The people strange and different in their ways.
The town full of rough men and few women. Those in families looked on her with suspicion. Those in the saloons, as competition.
It was a different world to the one she knew.
But she had to make her own way now.
There was no one else she could rely on.
Her life now would be what she made it.
But could she do it? That was the question. She didn't know and felt lost. The words of men lies......
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Seeing the English woman riding out in the distance, he wasn't sure if she was stupid or brave.
This country wasn't safe for anyone.
And not for a woman alone.
He stood. The men they'd been tracking were behind her but she didn't seem to know that, the female possessed very little awareness of the dangers around her. Her confident carefree manner wouldn't last long when those English caught up with her.
He should let them catch her, it aided his cause. Distracted they'd be easy prey, retribution would come easy.
But he saw the woman idle, take in the wildflowers, picking several before getting back on her horse. In no rush at all. He marvelled at her stupidity.
His men moving up to him. It was the perfect ambush. That she was now in the middle of.
"Take her quietly. No sound. Our prey will soon be here."
Genre: Romance
Filled with some very tantalising hot sex and a strong dominant man. It’s a sweeping saga of one woman’s struggle to live and love in the American West of the 1890’s. It holds temptations and passions. Conflicts and torment dealing with the struggles of their time. Often dealing with harsh realities. And through it all, a story of hope in the most desperate of times. Love blossoms, 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 American language and words and slang from both languages.
***
He was a wild man. A savage. And he was looking at her with hunger in his eyes.....
Coming out West had been a risk.
She knew nothing of this life.
The people strange and different in their ways.
The town full of rough men and few women. Those in families looked on her with suspicion. Those in the saloons, as competition.
It was a different world to the one she knew.
But she had to make her own way now.
There was no one else she could rely on.
Her life now would be what she made it.
But could she do it? That was the question. She didn't know and felt lost. The words of men lies......
****
Seeing the English woman riding out in the distance, he wasn't sure if she was stupid or brave.
This country wasn't safe for anyone.
And not for a woman alone.
He stood. The men they'd been tracking were behind her but she didn't seem to know that, the female possessed very little awareness of the dangers around her. Her confident carefree manner wouldn't last long when those English caught up with her.
He should let them catch her, it aided his cause. Distracted they'd be easy prey, retribution would come easy.
But he saw the woman idle, take in the wildflowers, picking several before getting back on her horse. In no rush at all. He marvelled at her stupidity.
His men moving up to him. It was the perfect ambush. That she was now in the middle of.
"Take her quietly. No sound. Our prey will soon be here."
Genre: Romance
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