An Avon True Romance: Miranda and the Warrior

An Avon True Romance: Miranda and the Warrior

by Elaine Barbieri

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An Avon True Romance: Miranda and the Warrior by Elaine Barbieri


Just as the Avon name means adult romance, so the name Avon True Romance will mean captivating love stories for the younger set. Written with teen readers in mind, our books will tap into the young adult market while maintaining the high level of passionate writing that the adult Avon romances possess.




It's 1852. Defiant 17-year-old Miranda leaves her South Dakota fort in spite of her father's warnings of the presence of Cheyenne war tribes. Before she knows what has happened, she's nabbed by a celebrated warrior who is just as stubborn as Miranda.


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ISBN-13: 9780062028280
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 09/14/2010
Sold by: HARPERCOLLINS
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 224
Sales rank: 194,376
File size: 2 MB
Age Range: 13 Years

About the Author

Elaine Barbieri has written thirty-three historical novels that have been published worldwide. She was certain young adult readers would enjoy the excitement of historical romance if given a chance, and she welcomed the opportunity to write Miranda and the Warrior for this new audience.

Elaine lives in northern New Jersey with her husband and family, and with Harrison, a demanding male who she is sure would be the ultimate hero -- if he weren't a cat.

Elaine's adult titles include Wings of a Dove; Dance of the the Flame; The Dangerous Virtues trilogy: Honesty, Purity, and Chastity, Eagle; Hawk; Night Raven; Secret Fires: The Wild One; and To Meet Again.

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Chapter One

The American Frontier, 1871

Holding her mount to a steady pace, Miranda again scanned the sunswept distance behind her. She laughed triumphantly when she saw no sign of soldiers pursuing her across the wild terrain. She had done it again! With an innocent expression and a practiced flutter of long lashes, she had talked the guard at Fort Walters's gate into believing her father had given her permission for a short outing. She'd soon reach the Calhoun ranch to keep her promise that she'd be there when her friend's prize mare foaled.

Miranda's smile broadened. The baggy male clothing and oversized hat that was her present riding attire aside, she had learned to use the curving proportions of womanhood to full advantage, when necessary. Private Will Blake hadn't been immune to her appeal. As a matter of fact, he hadn't seemed able to think past her ... smile. She hoped he didn't suffer for it when her father found out she was gone, but she had already decided that wasn't her problem.

Miranda's smile faltered. Her father's overprotectiveness, however, was her problem. Never had that been demonstrated more clearly to her than when her father, Major Charles Thurston of the US Cavalry, had refused to allow her to travel to the Calhoun ranch because he wouldn't "put her or her escort at risk on a whim." She had suffered her father's overprotectiveness most of her life -- since her mother's death when Miranda was born. At the age of eighteen, she had become adept at circumventing it when necessary, and this was one of those times.

Cheyenne raiding parties in the area -- Miranda scoffed. She had no doubt that the storiescirculating were nothing more than the "Cheyenne fever" that had dispatched Fort Walters patrols out on countless false alarms during the past weeks. Besides, she could take care of herself. She had lived on the frontier all her life, and she --

Miranda's thoughts halted cold at first sight of the riders coming into view in the distance. Seeing her at that same moment, the horsemen began racing toward her.

They weren't military. Nor were they civilians.

Miranda gasped, then dug her heels into her mount's sides to spur him into a gallop.

The riders were Cheyenne!

 

Miranda awakened slowly to the steady rhythm of a horse underneath her. She opened her eyes to a world that was somehow turned upside down, then groaned at the realization that she was bound hand and foot and thrown over a horse like a piece of old baggage.

Furious at being so treated, Miranda twisted around to look up at her captor. Her heart jumped to an erratic beating at the sight of the Indians fierce war paint -- his face a mask of jagged color, with lightning bolts meticulously drawn on each cheek, and dark eyes outlined in startling red. She recalled with sudden clarity her mad race to escape the pursuing Cheyenne. She remembered her panic as the Indian ponies steadily dosed the distance between them -- then her moment of mindless terror when an Indian pony drew alongside her galloping horse. She remembered swinging out wildly with the rope on her saddle, striking her pursuer across his painted face.

The last thing she recalled was the rage that flashed in those dark eyes before everything went black.

Her captor looked down at her unexpectedly. He held her gaze for an extended moment and Miranda realized abruptly that the rage she had formerly seen in his eyes was gone. Clearly visible there instead was another equally startling emotion.

Scorn.

No, she would not tolerate this Cheyenne's contempt! She was Miranda Thurston, daughter of Major Charles Thurston of the US Cavalry. She would erase the scorn from her captor's eyes if it was the last thing she ever did.

* * *

Shadow Walker acknowledged the hoots of approval from the welcoming crowd that had gathered on the edge of the camp to observe his party's return. Yet his mood was far from festive as he pulled his captive down from his horse and stood her up on shaky legs. He stared at her coldly. His face still throbbing from the lash of her rope, he remembered the wild chase that had ensued after he had sighted her. He recalled his surprise when he drew up alongside his quarry and saw that she was female -- only to be stunned into fury when he was almost whipped from his horse by the unexpected swipe of her rope.

With satisfaction, Shadow Walker remembered that a quick grab had rendered the girl his captive -- but thatthought now gave him little comfort. With light hair hanging in tangled disarray across her dirt-covered face, her baggy male clothing filthy and torn, she was small and thin, little more than a child, an unimpressive captive worth far less than the great black mare she had ridden. She served poorly his need for vengeance against the military who held his father's brother, Red Shirt, prisoner in a dark fort cell where he would never again see the sun.

Shadow Walker stared at his captive a moment longer. She was good for only one thing.

Cutting the bonds on her feet with quick efficiency, Shadow Walker pushed the girl forward. He saw the spark of defiance in her light eyes before she stumbled ahead of him, dodging glancing blows from those she passed as they made their way across the camp.

Jerking the girl to a halt when they reached the lodge he sought, Shadow Walker noted the trembling she attempted to conceal, and scorn for her faltering bravery returned. His attention was drawn back to the lodge when the flap lifted and Rattling Blanket appeared in the opening. He spoke to the old squaw gently in their native tongue. He waited for the nod that signified Rattling Blanket's acceptance, then walked away without a backward glance at the uncertain captive he had left behind him.

Avon True Romance: Miranda and the Warrior, An. Copyright © by Elaine Barbieri. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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Miranda and the Warrior (Avon True Romance) 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 39 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Eighteen-year-old Miranda Thurston is the daughter of U.S. Cavalry Major Charles Thurston. Miranda's mother died in childbirth, and as her father's only reminder of his beloved wife, she has been overprotected her whole life. Although she has grown up on the frontier, she doesn't believe the rumors about Cheyenne raiding parties. She sneaks away from Fort Walters to visit a friend's ranch and finds herself captured by Shadow Walker, a Cheyenne warrior. Shadow Walker was orphaned at a young age in a raid by white soldiers. Now the soldiers have captured his uncle, and Shadow Walker wants revenge. He is dismayed to find that his captive is just a young girl, who will be little use to him. When Miranda rebels at every turn, Shadow Walker takes her on a journey into the wilderness to teach her a lesson. But on that journey, captor and captive discover feelings for each other that they never would have expected. This was a good book, but it was probably the weakest in the Avon True Romance series. The ending was too abrupt -- it should have been longer and more developed. Still, I would recommend this book to teens who have enjoyed previous books in the series.
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But they never made love and I felt the end was cut too abruptly and sjould have a sequel or an epilogue.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
To everone out there who is a fan of historical romance this would be a good book for you. It was a lovely read though it is based roughly off of facts so I would not say that this is a true story.
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Valerie Brooks More than 1 year ago
Nice.
Kevin Custer More than 1 year ago
Sure the characters were not to deep but it was still sweet.
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I really enjoyed this. It was a fun escape and the price was excellent! Worth every penny! :)
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