American Indian Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“You take wife. Unite people.” Aiden’s heart sank to his feet when he realized what was happening. He knew very little about the customs of these Indians, but one of the things he did know was that it was an enormous insult to refuse the offer of a chief’s daughter in marriage. He couldn’t even get away with saying he already had a wife, since -although it wasn’t a common practice- they allowed multiple wives. His brain was working overtime when an angry brave entered the tee pee and began arguing with the chief. From the way he was pointing at Aiden and Leotie, Aiden gathered he wasn’t happy about the marriage offer.

“Get dressed. I’m taking you out.” She simply nodded. As she turned to her suitcase, he leaned against the doorframe, watching her sift through her options. When her hand hovered over a simple black dress. “Wear that.” She smiled sheepishly and hurried to change. When she returned, he complimented her quietly. The streets of Alaska were quiet, snow gently falling. Aneet chattered continuously about the sights. Ahaan listened with patience, answering her endless questions with a soft smile. Eventually, he led her to a small, cozy restaurant for dinner. Sitting close, the warmth of their shoulders touching beneath the table, they laughed over shared stories and quietly observed each other when

She closed Harper's and stowed it away, then sat and folded her hands in her lap and looked wistfully out the window. "Excitin' trip so far?" he asked. "I'd hardly say so," she said. "No Indian raiding parties, no desperados –" "Wellnow, ma'am, you'd not really be wantin' t' meet that sort," he said. "I've seen my share, and they're not like you'd be readin' about in them there books of your'n." "I don't know what you mean," she said. "All romanticized, is what I'm sayin'. All the desperados I've met, they've been right dirty and rough. And I ain't never met no woman been carried off by the red man and been the happier for it."

And Ross and Simone were in agreement that Anna needed to talk to Angus, to let him tell his side of this thing. Closing her eyes against the tears she was too weary to cry, Anna rolled onto her side, curled up around her extra pillow, and silently begged for the oblivion of sleep. The following morning, Janine showed Anna around the small ranch. To say that it was different from the Sweetwater was a calculated understatement. Obviously, the environment was a complete change. Where back home, the foothills of the Wind River mountains had nestled in deep green forests of lodgepole pines, here the land was flat, beyond flat, really, and covered everywhere with sand and squatty scrub. Add t

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Rubbing her eyes, she decided to try and open the door, she knew it was going to be locked but she had to try. Opening the door, she was surprised it was unlocked. Maybe Dremis was being nice to her. She followed the long hallway to where the fire was, Dremis wasn’t there. She wondered where he went. Walking over to the stone table, a book sat there opened. She walked over to it; she was sure it was probably in another language. Picking it up, it was in English she was surprised. Reading it, her eyes got big. “Native American blood?” she said reading the rest of it.

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