Caytlyn James RN had always been a strong woman, in control, mistress of her own fate. Until she found herself near death after a bad fall from a horse and a bite from a deadly Coontail Rattler. The strong arms that held her belonged to an incredibly handsome Apache Warrior, dressed in the old way. There was something different about the Mountains called Superstition that she'd lived in all her life, but she couldnt make her muddled mind work well enough to figure out what it what.
Black Hawk, Apache warrior, is a member of the fierce Black Legion Tribe whose home was the Sacred Mountain in the Arizona Territory of 1882. No woman could touch his heart, no love had ever warmed his unusual blue eyes. Yet he was incredibly drawn to the worthless "white eyes" in his arms who dressed like a man.
Strong man, strong woman. Cultures clash. Sparks ignite. Can Caytlyn and Black Hawk overcome their differences, work them out in a place that holds more secrets, more danger than most any on earth? Will she stay in his time? Will they find love bigger than the Arizona sunsets?
