Leslie's life has been filled with tragedy. She married at seventeen, and by twenty-two, she was a widower, as well as losing her young son. Her husband and son were killed in a freak snowstorm. Then, shortly after, her mom passed away. Now, it is just her and her dad. One of the neighboring men is in love with Leslie, and she feels safe with him, but she doesn't love him.
Leslie has a gift, a gift of foresight, what some may call a curse. But she dreams of a warrior, handsome and Indian, he is the other half of her soul. She knows he is destined in her life but she does not know when. But one evening, Leslie has a vision of foreboding that quickly comes to pass. Her father is gravely injured by a man named Red who wants Leslie for his own. Red is accompanied by Huran Indians, and Leslie has to run away in secret to escape, leaving all she holds dear.
But while escaping, it begins to storm, and lightening strikes a tree down, trapping Leslie beneath. She is found by Winnokin, the handsome Seneca War Chief, the same man in her dreams. Winnokin helps Leslie and wants her for his own, but Seneca have their own ceremony for joining and it must be done right.
He takes Leslie back to his tribe to learn their ways before he can take her for his wife. But another young beautiful maiden despises Leslie and would rather see her dead before she weds Winnokin. While learning the Indian way of life, yearning for Winnokin and she can be together, she must also try to stay out of the young maiden's way or someone is going to get hurt.
Wind Warrior is a fantastic Indian Romance. Leslie is a compelling character that deserves a happy ending, after so much tragedy in her life. Winnokin shows the true Indian spirit and loves his white woman completely. Learning about Indian life is compelling and page-turning, and the interaction between Leslie and Winnokin is passionate and sizzling hot. Ms. Roberts is a wonderful storyteller and I look forward to more of her work.
Cynthia Roberts will be here tomorrow guest posting as well as a giveaway for an autographed copy of Wind Warrior. Make sure to stop in and chat!
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