It’s not for the faint-hearted, 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. It holds 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. *** It was 1832. Before the forced Indian moves to the Reservations. Before the Little Big Horn. On the Plains of Dakota. A young woman found herself alone. Was life meant to be this hard? She asked herself not for the first time. Her life back East had been full of gayety and balls. The finery of silk and lace. Here, it was not. The vast open Plains offered no refuge. No comforts and her home was here now. Her husband long gone and her child not long after. She’d thought herself in love. How wrong, she had been. She had believed in him and it had led her to here. In grief for the child, she no longer had. Alone. She would make this work or die trying. It mattered not to her now. The animals needed her and she had her home. What more did she need? When the wind blew and the sun glinted off the horizon, he was there again. Silhouetted on the crest of the hill looking down on her. He sat proudly. Quietly as was his way. The master of all he surveyed. Gazing down on her. She could feel the heat of the intensity of his stare. She wasn’t alone anymore. He would have seen them all go. She had no doubt of it, he knew all there was to know and she’d not left like he’d told her too. Too stubborn, too wilful some would say and that it would be her undoing. He had warned her of what would happen, if she stayed. She watched him as he kicked his mount on and slowly headed down towards her…..

    Unwilling to return to her family in Texas and be a burden to them or accept her landlords proposition to become his mistress, she is forced to leave her home. Selling her body isn’t an option, finding a new husband is her only acceptable choice. Raven O’Neil, a half-breed, lost his inheritance – his father’s farm – to his half-sister and her lawyer husband. He’d spent years drifting until found work and a home at the Garrison Saloon in Caruthers, Colorado. His peace is shattered when he receives a letter from his sister, requesting his return to the farm in Iowa. The last time he’d been in touch with his sister he lied and told her he was married, and now he must find a wife. Making a lie come true was his plan. Security for her and her children was hers. Falling in love wasn’t in the equation. As Lark and Raven struggle to build their new life together, a man from Raven’s past returns and threatens to destroy everything.

    She is a skilled nurse, but jobs are few and far between now. So, at the advice of an old friend, she accepts an offer as a mail order bride, and soon she is headed west for her new life. However, her plans are shattered when a tornado rips her stagecoach apart, leaving her stranded on the prairie. Now, Marie finds herself held captive by a group of Indians in need of her healing skills. Her only friend is Chayton, a member of the tribe who takes her under his protection. And slowly, their hearts begin to open to each other. But when one of Marie’s patients nears death, the tribe demands a task that not even Chayton can protect her from.

    Now, faced with the unknown they must rely on each other to survive. A new teacher, Sarah Reynold’s sets out to meet her father in the untamed territory of 1837 Georgia, where she is to become a teacher for children of the white settlers. While her father claims all is peaceful between the settlers and the Cherokee, there is much left unsaid. When she is saved from certain death by White Eagle, a bold Cherokee warrior opposed to his tribesmen renegade attack, he, too, is injured. As he fights to survive, they are thrust into the turmoil of the forced emigration of his people. Thrown together by circumstances not of their own making, Sarah and White Eagle overcome betrayal and tragedy to find a love strong enough to bring nations together.

    Environmental issues are central, as is the Navajo way of life, and weaving. When Annie McLeod's car is rammed and shoved into a ditch in the dead of night, she knows that something criminal is afoot on the Navajo reservation. She and her stepsons are injured in the crash, the latest in a string of problems. First, an experimental testing device showed toxins in reservation stream water; then Navajo weavers confided they believed something was wrong with their wool. Scientists solve problems, and Annie, a chemist, is determined to uncover the threats facing the Navajo people. From the analytical lab where she works in Phoenix, to the craggy mountains and remote canyons of the vast reservation, Annie's quest uncovers a deadly business, where the stakes keep rising and not everyone comes out alive.

    Carter would participate in a number of expeditions against the Comanche and other tribes in the Texas-area. It was during one of these campaigns that he was brevetted first lieutenant and awarded the Medal of Honor for his "most distinguished gallantry" against the Comanche in Blanco Canyon on a tributary of the Brazos River on October 10, 1871. He became a successful author in his later years writing several books based on his military career, including On the Border with Mackenzie (1935), as well as a series of booklets detailing his years as an Indian fighter on the Texas frontier. Carter writes: "IT IS nearly fifty years since these tragedies occurred. There are few survivors. The writer is, perhaps, the only one. This is written in the vague hope that this chronicle of the events of that period may possibly prove of some lasting and, perhaps, historical value to posterity. "The country all about the scene of these tragical events—the Texas Panhandle—was then wild, unsettled, covered with sage brush, scrub oak and chaparral, and its only inhabitants were Indians, buffalo, lobo wolves, coyotes, jack-rabbits, prairie-dogs and rattlesnakes, with here and there a few scattered herds of antelope. The railroad, that great civilizing agency, the telegraph, the telephone, and the many other marvelous inventions of man, have wrought such a wonderful transformation in our great western country that the American Indian will, if he has not already, become a race of the past, and history alone will record the remarkable deeds and strange career of an almost extinct people. With these miraculous changes has come the total extermination of the buffalo—the Indians' migratory companion and source of living—and pretty much all of the wild game that in almost countless numbers freely roamed those vast prairies. Where now the railroads girdle that country the nomadic redman lived his free and careless life and the bison thrived and roamed undisturbed at that period— where are now the appliances of modern civilization, and prosperous communities, then nothing but desolation reigned for many miles around. "In the expansion and peopling of this vast country, our little Army was most closely identified. In fact, it was the pioneer of civilization. The life was full of danger, hardships, privations, and sacrifices, little known or appreciated by the present generation. "Where populous towns, ranches and well-tilled farms, grain fields, orchards, and oil "gushers" are now located, with railroads either running through or near them, we were making trails, upon which the main roads now run, in search of hostile savages, for the purpose of punishing them or compelling them to go into the Indian reservations, and to permit the settlers, then held back by the murderous acts of these redskins, to advance and spread the civilization of the white man throughout the western tiers of counties in that far-off western panhandle of Texas."

    These two set forth from the lodges of the Blackfeet, in company with an older Indian who acts as their guide, philosopher, and friend, on a far quest to the salt water to find the medicine-animal that is called "fish-dog" because it lives only in the water, swimming like a fish, yet has the face of a dog and barks like a dog. One of the boys, being of white parentage, knew from books in the little library at home that this strange animal, which we recognize at once as some sort of a seal, frequented the waters of the Pacific Ocean and adjacent rivers. This boy was, in fact, J. W. Schultz, whose first book, "My Life as an Indian," was published some years ago. As a boy and young man he lived with the Indians on the upper Missouri in the days before the white man had penetrated the far West, and his writings about the Indians are based upon an intimate knowledge of their native life.

    

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    After 45 days of starvation and terror, only sixteen of the original forty-five members survived. Left by the Indians is the story told by a 13-year old survivor.

    She is the girl with the blue tattoo.The story behind the distinctive tattoo is the stuff of legends. Some believed it was placed on her face during her captivity, following the brutal murders of her family members and the kidnapping of her and her sister. Others believe it was placed on her after her return.Rumors swelled. Her tattoo became a symbol of Native barbarianism and the triumph of American goodness, but like many stories of that era, the truth is far more complicated.This short book details the murders, her captivity, the aftermath, and her baffling return to her captors. Unravel the mystery of the woman who would become famous for all the wrong reasons and discover what her life story says about cultural identity, the power of resiliency, and what happens when fact and fiction bend and twist to muddy the waters.Read on to find out the truth!

    The skeleton, muscles and joints are covered with descriptions of differences between female and male anatomy.This is a reproduction of a 1852 British publication and may contain non-standard spellings and characters. The work has been proof-read and edited to remove typographical errors and reformat the text for the Kindle. All images have been cleaned and resized.

    Primordial beasts roamed the land: creatures like the giant sloth, the flat-faced bear, the woolly mammoth, and the dire wolf hunted there, often coming into conflict with their two-legged prey.When Do-na-ti reaches adulthood, he slays the badger for his ceremonial cloak. By wedding E-lo-ni, he unites their clans. Together they must face battle with dire wolves, a stampede of mammoths that destroys their lodge, and the birth of a new volcano, fulfilling an old woman's prophecy and Do-na-ti's conviction that his son must become brother to the mountain."Mayhar has a way of drawing the reader seamlessly into her historical narratives. You can smell the breath of the dire wolf as it closes in for the kill!" -- Robert Reginald

     Teddy Carson and his Native American friends have made it their responsibility to protect travelers through their land, but one night Teddy is too late to save a family wagon-train. The men have been killed, and the women and children kidnapped – all except one, a little girl named Sandie who had been successfully hidden by her mother, Kendra. Leaving Sandie in the care of Chief Big Foot, Teddy sets out to fulfil his promise to Sandie to bring her mother home. He succeeds and, to the horror of Kendra’s sister-in-law, falls for Kendra, and she for him. Kendra understands Milly’s point of view. Kendra’s first husband wasn’t a Christian and treated her terribly; Teddy isn’t a Christian either – he’s a wild mountain man. But Sandie sees something in Teddy and attaches herself to him. It will take a little child to teach Teddy and Kendra a lesson about forgiveness, redemption, and unconditional love. Interview With The Author What kind of stories do you enjoy writing? My favorites are Clean Romance short stories, especially Mail Order Bride. I love writing historical Western romance novellas and short stories. I also write a cozy mystery or two. They are such fun! Your books often contain an element of faith as well as clean romance and love. Is that important to you as a writer? Yes, my faith is important to me, and as an author clean Christian western romance is my heart passion. I love being able to tell a story, be it an American mail order brides series, a Mail Order bride and babies tale, or a historical western romance novella, and at the same time bring a positive message of hope, faith and love to uplift readers. Are all of your stories Clean reads? Yes, every story I write is clean and wholesome, and I find that language and sex free Mail Order Bride books are just as good as those that include such things. I don't think that offensive elements are necessary to tell a great story, and I always ensure that I write great Christian Western romance free of anything that might compromise my readers in any way. The main thing for me is always the story, and the characters. A great plot is what makes a story worth reading. Where do your brides and their stories come from? Mail Order Brides of the west, east or sometimes even foreign brides jump into my imagination every day, each telling their own special story! I have mail order brides of Texas, New York, even Liverpool, England. So many places, so many tales to tell. I get an idea for a book or a series and when I begin to write the stories often take on a life all of their own. Just like my readers, I am often on the edge of my seat eagerly waiting to find out what will happen next! I even have a few Mail Order Husbands cooking. :) What would you like to say to your readers? Just two short words. Thank you! I think many authors take their readers for granted, but without you there would be no stories. A story only really comes alive in the hand of a reader. My readers are the reason I write, the reason I can tell my tales. Without them, well, there would be no story to tell. Every email I receive, every review that is left - every one of them means so much to me. Why should a new reader pick up one of your books? If you enjoy clean Christian Western romance and mail order bride romance free from smutty themes; if you love great romantic stories full of surpri

    William and his sister Virginia are found by a passing army patrol but Phillip is missing. Eighteen years later at the Fort Laramie Treaty Council a close family friend sees a warrior identical in looks to William. Follow the Lane's west as a courageous family seeks the missing twin, Phillip.