This HaBO is from Elizabeth, who is looking for a Native American romance from the 80’s.
Foreword, I started reading romances by sneaking my mother’s when I was nine or ten. The Song trilogy by Valerie Sherwood, “Night Flame”, and one other, that was traded at a Navy wives thing.
It is an eighties print, as best as I can tell. It starts off with the rebellious daughter of a southwest rancher streaking along the plains on her horse, with her guard left far behind. She senses trouble, and turns, but is captured.
Her captor shields her from attacks from within his tribe, and eventually releases her.
The key part of the story is after he eventually frees her, and she returns to her mother in one of the upper east states. She finds, at a party, she is introduced to the Indian who kept her and stole her heart.
I can’t forget the story, over twenty years later. Can someone help me?
I read a bunch of these in a row as a teenager, and they are all blended into one fuchsia-colored bundle of HUH? in my brain, so I can’t separate them at all. Do you recognize this book?
Some of the details remind me of Catherine Hart books but its been along time so I could be remembering wrong.
Joanna Lindsey ?
I think it is Silken Savage by Catherine Hart.
“fuchsia-colored bundle of HUH? in my brain” – oh, yes, now I remember high school! Thanks!
What Dibs said. Only college.
I don’t think it’s SILKEN SAVAGE. IIRC, in that one, the heroine is captured during an attack on their wagon train. She then proceeds to become Super Warrior Woman, marries and has a couple of kids with the hero, is “rescued” by the army and taken back to her family along with her kids (with her resisting all the way), then the hero shows up pretending to be a white dude (which, of course, he is by birth—at least in part, I think his mother lives around the town her family has settled in) and they pretend to fall in love and get married and move away (back to the tribe). Oh, and I think one of the army guys is stalking her and there’s a confrontation at the end. But no going back east, the family has settled in the west.
Anyway, now I want to reread SILKEN SAVAGE…
@ms bookjunkie
I never read Silken Savage in the first place, but now I want to reread it too.
Sounds like Savage Rapture…
Eeek, @acornhouse. I read that as Savage Rupture and had a full-body clench!
@Coco
I want to reread it, but I’m also apprehensive. It’s been at least eight years since I last read it—probably more—and my reading tastes have changed in the meanwhile…
Thank you, ladies, for your help. I Goodreadsed (I don’t think that’s a recognized verb currently but it bloody well should be) Catherine Hart’s book listing, but no whoopie. Fuchsia blur is right, although that ended when I realized that if the characters were real, they or their offspring would have been raped, brutalized, slaughtered, demoralized, etc. Kinda killed the romance for me. Hart’s Night Flame is the only one of the cull I remembered the title of. The little rabbit bitch. If you read it, you know EXACTLY why I remember her. Her character was a walking yeast infection.
In greater detail, the intro is the daughter of a Texas rancher, visiting after living with her mother (who separated/divorced the dad, can’t remember), is riding her horse across the Texas plains after dodging the cow hands set to guard her (cue introspection as the wind tumbles her hair). She turns back, but as she rides for home, she sees a group of Indians (OK, Native Americans, but I’m using the book’s wording, damnit), who outpace her and take her captive. One warrior wants her, but is heavy-handed, so Hero warrior steps in and claims her. She gets stolen from her hunky captor by Jackhole of the Heavy Hands, but rescued by Sir Taughtbuttocks. (Cue captor/hero guilt complex) He releases her, but her broken heart is haunted by their desert whoopie memories, so she flees back east, to the High Society her moms left Pops for. And then, one gathering, she looks across the room and WHHAAAAAATTT??? There’s Sir Taughtbuttocks!!
I think Silken Savage might have escaped my adolescent obsession with stolen loves, but I might have to read it.
Whether I find the book or not, thank you ladies!!!