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WHITE WOLF Leisure Historical
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| Jessica Jones knew that the trip to Oregon would be hard , but she would not let her brothers leave her behind, despite White Wolf's rule against single women on his wagon train. Dressed as a boy to carry on a ruse that fooled no one, Jessie could not disguise her attraction to the handsome half-breed wagon master. And when she looked into Wolf's wild sapphire eyes, and entwined her fingers in his tawny hair, Jessie forgot her masquerade and melted into the circle of his strong arms.
Even though her hoax failed, Wolf knew he could not force Jessie to leave. But he had been burned before by a woman on the Oregon Trail, and he wasn't about to set himself up for a second heartbreak with a beauty whose deep green eyes just screamed trouble. Yet in spite of his vigilance, Wolf found himself enraptured by the young girl with the tousled ebony curls. And when he drew her close, and glimpsed the depths of passion pooled in her emerald eyes, he longed to be her...WHITE WOLF |
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She stepped close, stopping only a breath away. Her heart hammered with equal measures of fear, anticipation and excitement. Wolf reached out, his hands gentle as he cupped her chin. "Are you sure?" His voice came low, a hum drifting on the breeze. Jessie nodded and stared up into his shadowed face. His features were blocked but for the glint of his eyes. "I can't make you promises, sweet Jess." "I know," she breathed as his lips lowered to hers. His lips lingered for an all too brief moment then he pulled her into the deep shadows. When they reached his horse, he mounted and pulled her up across his lap, cradling her against his bare chest. "Where are we going," she whispered, snuggled against him. She nuzzled her cheek against his warm skin. "To a very private place," he replied, staring down at her. His gaze held hers. "I want you, Jessica Jones," he groaned, kissing her roughly. He deepened the kiss, his passion fierce. His hand roamed over the gentle swells of her breasts. Then he lifted his head, his breathing labored. She buried her head against his shoulder and gasped, "Wolf, you make me feel so strange. I don't know what's happening, but you're the one who makes me feel this way." Tendrils of fear returned. Wolf slid his lips along her neck, his breath hot and heavy. "Don't worry, sweet Jess, I feel the same way. You make me feel things that none other has." His words reassured her. They fell silent, passing several other sleeping camps. At the base of the Eastern bluff, Wolf dismounted, helped her down and secured his horse to a tree. Then he took her by the hand. Together, they climbed the steep hillside. Glancing down, darkness floated up to her. She couldn't see but she knew they were pretty high above the ground. Wolf turned and grinned. "It's a surprise. Come on, it's not much further." "What's not much fur--?" her voice broke off when Wolf pulled her behind some thick bushes. When she saw the dark void before them, her eyes grew wide. "A cave," she breathed, excitement ringing in her voice. "Wait here," he commanded. Leaving her at the entrance, he disappeared inside. Within minutes, faint light dispelled most of the gloom. When Wolf called out to her, she stepped inside and gasped. Along one wall, several squat candles flickered, sending shadows dancing on the walls and ceiling. The faint light revealed a thick pile of blankets spread across the floor near the side of the cave. A tantalizing aroma wafted toward her and she sniffed the air. Stepping forward, she peered into the shadows. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at dozens of wild pink blooms scattered across the floor, ridding the air of all mustiness. She stooped, picked one up one of the wild roses and held it to her nose. Her gaze flitted around the cozy confines of the cave then back to him. She was touched, incredibly overcome by his thoughtfulness. First sweet words and now, an action so romantic, she had to sniff back the tears. Flickering candles sparkled in his eyes, revealing the love he felt but hadn't put into words. She realized behind the hard, outer shell lay a deeply sensitive man. Somehow he'd known of the soft, romantic part of her heart that she'd never revealed to another soul. "This is incredible. I don't know what to say." Wolf stood in the middle of the bedding. Shadows danced across his features. "Don't say anything." He held out his hand.
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"Susan Edwards touches the heart and keeps you turning each page." — Evelyn Rogers, Best-selling author of the Texas Empires Series "White Wolf is a captivating tale of passion and romance along the Oregon Trail." — Candace McCarthy, Author of White Bear's Woman "Susan Edwards delivers everything a western romance reader craves." — Romantic Times, Rating 4 (excellent) "Reading WHITE WOLF is like being caught up in a stampede — it's fast and exciting. The setting is an ever changing panorama of scenes and characters. The protagonists provide continuous conflict as the heroine struggles to keep her independence and the hero fights to tame her. Ms. Edwards is excellent at developing character — even the secondary ones mature and grow. Ms. Edward's words flow like vivid watercolors across the pages. Her style is smooth, rhythmic, and easy to read. WHITE WOLF is a book I'll enjoy reading again and again." — MT, Rendezvous "Susan Edwards has given us a wonderful story of adventure and romance in the 1850's in "White Wolf". You will enjoy "White Wolf". It will have you laughing and crying as you embark on the journey west with Jessie, White Wolf, and the members of their wagon train family. It is exciting, romantic, and definitely a "keeper"." — Writers Club Romance Group on AOL Reviewer Board "If you like your heroines feisty, you'll love Jessie Jones, the heroine in Susan Edwards' new paperback romance White Wolf... Edwards has created a heartwarming story with plenty of surprises. In capturing each others' hearts, the hero and heroine will capture yours. Put this on your must read list!" — Elaine DeMicco, CompuServe Romance Reviews "Compelling story...very well written book by Susan Edwards, an author who readily joins the pantheon of chroniclers of the Westward expansion. Highly recommended." — Vicki Badic, Calico Trails "Hop on your plush horse (your couch) and enjoy this romantic western. Susan Edwards has created a spitfire heroine..." — Affaire de Coeur
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