Cayt Lawson

Ann's Valley Cayt Lawson

Lady Ann needed to be on that wagon train. Even if it meant striking a deal with the surly, and devilishly handsome, mountain man to do it. More lives than just her own depended upon it... She was the type he swore never to fall for again...
He was a complication she could ill afford...
Together they will discover love is worth the risk, no matter the cost... Lady Ann Dunneroy finds herself in a desperate situation and her search for the man responsible leads her on a perilous journey to the American West. Relying solely on her wit and resourcefulness to survive, she strikes a deal with a rugged mountain man by the name of Grayson Stone. The more time Ann spends with Grayson, the less certain she is of the original mission she embarked upon. Determined to do what is right, Ann must make a difficult decision; one that may break her heart and perhaps cost her very life as well as the lives of those she loves most... Grayson Stone is the leader of the wagon train and it's his job to ensure everyone arrives safely; a duty made aggravatingly more challenging when he agrees to escort a reckless, young woman along the way. A hard man, as rugged and imposing as the mountains he calls home, Grayson wants only to live a peaceful life of solitude. But something about the tenacious Lady Ann makes him yearn for more... A story of love and loss on the Santa Fe Trail! Follow the hoyden daughter of an earl, from the ballrooms of London to America's wild frontier; where she must choose between her heart and her honor. Excerpt from Ann's Valley: "Nothing has changed." Grayson's words were direct and curt. Ann stiffened, feeling her anger with him return, "I hadn't been under the impression they had." "Do not confront me again on the matter. I will not change my mind. No woman or child allowed on the trail unless accompanied by a guardian. Is that understood?" "Perfectly." She leveled him with her most imperious stare. Then added impertinently, "And do you own the trail, then?" His jaw clenched in irritable fashion, fastening her with a menacing glower, "Don't even think about following on your own." "You can't stop me."