White
Christmas
by
Susan Edwards
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BLURB:
At
age six Beth Ann lost her parents in a vicious Crow attack. She was
taken captive then rescued by the Sioux who give her a choice: return
to her grandfather or stay with her new adoptive family. Beth Ann
chooses to stay.
Bodil
is a struggling rancher about to lose his land. A corrupt banker and
railroad agents want his land and neither are above using sabotage in
their efforts to drive him out. His godfather steps in and pays off
the bank. The catch? He must marry his godfather’s granddaughter
who was raised by the Sioux. Bo agrees to travel to the Dakota
Territory to see if the girl found is Beth Ann
A
White Reunion is about to take place. Beth Ann is eager to see all
her adoptive relatives. Then her grandfather shows up. This is one
reunion she doesn’t want anything to do with. He’d driven her
parents out of his home and onto the trail West. She blames him for
their deaths.
Bo
is a different matter. She’d once adored the son of their
neighbor. During her dark days of captivity, she’d woven many
fantasies about how he’d rescue her. Bo was everything a young
romantic woman needed and wanted. Too bad she no longer needs or
wants to be rescued.
Bo
can’t believe Beth Ann is alive. Or that the skinny, gangly girl
of six has grown into a beautiful, strong woman. Suddenly, marriage
doesn’t sound like such a bad idea. Too bad Beth Ann has refused
to return to the White man’s world and there is nothing in her
world for him. His life is ranching. He has two months to convince
her that home is where the heart is and that he is her heart.
But
forces gather against them. The brother of Beth Ann’s dead husband
has laid claim to her and someone is trying to kill Bo. Can Beth Ann
and Bo overcome the threats to their lives and find in each other a
love that transcends time, distance and culture?
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Excerpt :
Bo
stared down at Beth, captivated by the silvery sheen of her eyes and
the white-glow of her hair. He let his gaze roam over each delicate
feature, as though committing them to memory. She sighed, her lips
parting. Mesmerized, he leaned forward but instead of kissing her, he
drew her close, slipping both hands around her narrow waist and
rested his chin on the top of her head.
To his
delight, she leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck, her head
tucked into the hollow of his neck. The night shadows wrapped them in
the magic of music and night. From somewhere in his childhood, the
words to the music came back to him and he realized that Jones
brothers were playing a Ballard that had been one of his father’s
favorites. Their deep voices blended and added magic to the night and
somewhere off in the distance, he heard the soft strains of a mouth
organ.
Bo
hummed along for a moment, setting the tune in his mind. Then he let
his voice join theirs. He sang, low and soft, words of love and
longing.
The
magical moment brought tears to Beth Ann’s eyes. The richness of
his voice, vibrated through every inch of her body, drawing longing
to the surface with the same skill of those playing their instruments
created magic with a strum of their fingers over strings.
Bo’s
voice, his warmth, his scent wrapped her in a cloak of wonder. Her
parents had danced like this for as long as she could remember and
she’d danced with her father, but this was the first real dance
with a man who wanted her and she let the romance of it lead her.
Tonight, she followed her feelings and gave in to the need to be held
and to hold, to need and be needed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
SUSAN
EDWARDS resides in California with her husband of thirty + years. She
love animals and has five cats include a pair of two-year-old kittens
(they are her babies) as well as two adorable Chiweenie pups named JJ
and Abbey. The four youngsters in the pet department make her smile,
laugh and sometimes groan each and every day. Recently, she got
temporary (ha!) custody of Shasta, her daughter’s three year old,
Great Pyrenees.
Susan
also enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing,
cross-stitch and knitting. Knitting and crochet are her current
passions. She is also an avid gardener. Through her love of all
things Native American, she designed a 26-foot Medicine Wheel Garden.
It’s a big project but one that she loves, except when the weeds
threaten. Right now, it’s uncertain who is winning this war!
You can
follow her progress on her website. Camping, fishing, biking and
hiking (when not hot) are other outdoor pursuits she and her husband
enjoy.
She is
of course, an avid reader and hates cooking and housework. While
writing, she listens to a wide variety of music, including Neil
Diamond, Celtic, Native American, New Age, Classical, and mood music
(bagpipes and howling wolves drive my family nuts). Her current
favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.
Website:
http://susanedwards.com
Email:
susan@susanedwards.com
Social
media:
Facebook
http://www.facebook.com/susanedwardsauthor
Twitter
http://twitter.com/susan_edwards
Blog
http://susanedwards.wordpress.com/
Goodreads:
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5051440.Susan_Edwards
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