THE LONESOME GODS

THE LONESOME GODS

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There were property_owning Indians in California desert Most Indians did not own lands,did not even think of owning lands. Ownership was something that was not a consideration with them.They shared most thing in common and they had their own weapons, of course,and their own horses. But other than that, most things were shared common. Those were the Indians,and mountain Indians... Californios considered themselves a little bit special, a little bit different. And they were a very proud people. Very friendly on the whole. They had big ranches. They entertained a lot. They went in for dancing, music, and horseback riding. And It was an interesting world. DON ISIDRO Inherited a big ranch from his father. His daughter marrying a ship captain was not one of the thing he wanted.. Through anger and depression he planned to kill his daughter husband.. But ZACHARY VERNE was determined to protect his family no matter what.. WILL HE PROTECT THEM FOREVER?? >>>><<<
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Many of you guys know my parents. Ashely and Jared Taylor. Yes, the famous Ashely and Jared Taylor. My dad took over my nonno's (grandpa in Italian) business. The Mob business. The only thing I've ever know. They try to give me a normal life. They send me to high school (the same one they went to), I have friends (or one best friend who's been more like a sister to me), and the captain of the cheerleading team. Then they new kid comes into school. (Don't get me wrong being new is fine. That's how my mom and my real dad met.) He screamed danger. That's why I felt drawn to him. My mom always told me I loved dangerous things. I did. It gave me a rush. I party, I drink, I ride a kick ass motorcycle because I love the feeling I get. The rush of adrenaline. That's what I felt when I was around Dante. I felt alive. I felt like I was on a permanent high. What happens when I find out that he's too dangerous? That what I've gotten myself into is way over my head? That nothing we can do is going to stop the century long war that's been going on. Will I fall in love with the boy across enemy lines?

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