Savage Autumn

SEASON OF DESIRE

Joanna gave a cry of terror when the tall young leader of the Blackfoot tribe carried her away from all that she held dear. But when he laid her gently back against the buffalo robe in his tepee, she felt strangely safe. And when the handsome, bronzed savage began to explore her body with soft kisses and sensuous caresses, her senses reeled with undreamt-of pleasure. Forever left behind was the genteel Philadelphia society in which she had been raised, as she gave herself completely to forbidden ecstasy…

SEASON OF LOVE

Windhawk gave a gasp of surprise when he first set eyes on the lovely white woman Joanna. Her red gold hair was the color of the prairie sunset, her eyes the purple of twilight. Though she feared him—fought him—he would take her for his wife. But when he cradled her in his arms, her soft moans were as rapturous, her kisses as urgent, as his own…and he knew that the heights of passion awaited them in the SAVAGE AUTUMN.