Katherine Miller traveled through time to find the man she loved and save him. A decision she may come to regret as she finds herself captured by Iroquois warriors. Now she must survive among strangers in a land and time not her own as she struggles, through the birth of her nation, to save herself.

As a baby, Sabella, was left abandoned on a stranger's doorstep. With open arms, the family took her in and raised her as one of their own. As the years went by, her adopted mother died, leaving the family broken. From one tragedy came another. They were no longer able to sustain the hardships that soon followed, which prompted them to leave the only home they knew of in search of a better life. Joining up with a wagon train, they left in search of a new life in Kansas. Having to overcome hardships on their way with diseases and looters. Things took a turn for the worst when they've encountered an Indian tribe that left most of them dead and the rest captives. When a particular warrior has his eyes on Sabella, she soon learns that everything is not what it seems. WARNING - I wrote this a long time ago - it's actually the first thing I've ever written. There are countless of grammatical errors, and this story isn't exactly good.

In the untamed American frontier of 1870, 17-year-old Noemi is sold into marriage to Riven, a hardened Civil War veteran with a reputation as a ruthless cowboy. Scarred by his past and burdened with the responsibility of inheriting a sprawling ranch in Oregon, Riven is determined to keep his new bride at arms length. As they journey across the treacherous Oregon Trail, bound for a life neither of them envisioned, Noemi's fierce spirit and innocence begin to thaw Riven's hardened heart. Despite their rocky start, an unexpected bond forms between them, filled with moments of playful competition, mutual respect, and a deepening attraction that neither can ignore. But the trail is fraught with dangers, both from the wild terrain and the ghosts of their pasts. As they face the challenges of survival together, Noemi learns to harness her own strength, demanding to learn the skills that will allow her to stand beside Riven as his equal. Along the way, she uncovers a softer side of the man she's bound to, while Riven is forced to confront his fears of vulnerability and the possibility to love. Yet, as they near their destination, the question remains: can they truly leave behind the pain of their pasts and forge a future together on the unforgiving frontier, or will the harsh realities of the Wild West tear them apart before they even have a chance?

#1 in Apache #1 in Native #1 in Native American "We could'a settled this properly. As old friends, even. But you've forced my hand once again, darlin'. And this, I cannot forgive.. or forget." Colter tells me seriously, his brow furrowing deeper. "I wasn't countin' on it." I reply, my index finger applying pressure to the trigger of the revolver in my shaky hands. The thing explodes in my grip with a puff of gunsmoke and fire from the end of the long barrel, and a dark red spot right between his eyes begins to pour crimson fluid. ***** The late 1800's were rough on anyone, sure. But women have seemed to pull the short stick through the centuries. Including Evelyn. Especially Evelyn. After her mother was killed by Apaches outside the new town of Boulder, Evelyn was adopted by the Madame- Meredith Jones, whose reputation had spread far and wide for having the prettiest, cleanest girls a man could find west of the Mississippi River. And the men- they would come from everywhere to have a night with these girls. To Meredith, a little pain and suffering was never a deal breaker, as long as she got her percentage out of it. The ever-growing Apache Tribe has been lurking in the pines at the edge of the town- waiting for their moment to strike. Whilst fleeing the manor, Evelyn runs right into the Apache Chief- Mangas Coloradas- and he decides to take her prisoner. But what happens when they begin to trust one another? Colonizers and Natives are sworn enemies. But even the deepest prejudice cannot stop what is meant to be.