Karen’s Killer Book Bench: The Gold Seeker’s Daughter by Deborah Palumbo

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THE GOLD SEEKER’S DAUGHTER by DEBORAH PALUMBO

Book Blurb

Enya, a country girl from back east. Lootah a Lakota warrior.

Their  lives collide on the prairie when Enya and her parents are journeying to  California in search of gold.

She’s obsessed with returning back east, to  Pennsylvania. He’s obsessed with finding the white man who fathered him and the  woman from his prophetic dreams.

She’s captured by him, a love that she  doesn’t want. He’s determined to win her, the woman that he’s loved a  lifetime.The Gold Seekers Daughter is about the Sutter family; Buck,  Bonnie and especially their daughter Enya. Enya dreads the journey to the west  in that old white topped wagon, the journey her father insists she and her  mother take with him as he seeks California gold. The women folk know better  than to take that trek into Indian land, but Buck Sutter is afraid of no man,  red or white and thinks the women are taking Indian tales to be the God awful  truth. Fact is, he knew they were probably right, but the gold was too tempting  and he was too stubborn, stubborn like an old ornery mule.

He thought he  could protect them.

THE GOLD SEEKER’S DAUGHTER by DEBORAH PALUMBO

Excerpt

CHAPTER ONE

July 1848 somewhere on the  Plains

Lord have mercy!

It  had to be a hallucination brought on by the incessant squeak of wagon  wheels, ungodly thirst for some cool water, the monotony of prairie grass,  nothing but tall sun parched prairie grass.

Or was Enya’s  nightmare coming true?

She  strained hard at the horizon, squinting from the sun.

Suddenly the ground shook and soon after, the thunder of horses’ hooves  stormed the prairie. Just over the rolling hill where the sun was bright, a  visage of four, five, six men on horses came barreling towards their white  topped wagon. The glow of the sun prevented details but all of a sudden there  were hoots and hollers and it was obvious who were on those charging stallions.  “Injuns!” exclaimed Buck who had already pulled his team of mules to an abrupt  stop and was standing up with his rifle pointing.

A squeak of fear fell from Enya’s parted lips. Her nightmare of  encountering Indians was coming true;  it was no hallucination after all. And it was dreadful. Lord in heaven why? Why  hadn’t her father changed his mind and turned that mule wagon back home, back  east? She had tried to warn him about the perils of venturing west, not to go  looking for gold because they were bound to encounter Indians, but did he  listen? No! He probably thought she was too young to be listened to, but she was  eighteen, a woman now! Even the bartender warned him before they journeyed  onward, but Buck wouldn’t heed his advice either; thought he was one who took  rumor as God’s good word. Guess it didn’t matter who tried to advise him. Bonnie  always said her husband was as stubborn as an old  mule.

Now what was going to happen?

A panic of wonder rushed through Enya’s body from head to toe. What could  her father do against a stampede of charging Indians, she wondered. He was only  one man. Yes, Buck had the fighting spirit, the will to survive, that Hawkens  rifle he bragged on, the body build to defend her and her mother, but still he  was only one man. She prayed the rifle would be as precise as he claimed it was.  Enya peered out from the bonnet top and watched her father take aim and at first  wondered if he should wait to see if the Indians were friendly, but an arrow  came flying through the air and that was proof enough that those Indians meant  business. Buck fired that long range rifle and one Indian went down hard. Enya’s  pulse raced. Bonnie ducked down in the front seat at Buck’s insistence and  prayed the Lord’s Prayer. If they were going to die that day, she wanted the  good Lord to know they were coming.

Enya  was in the back of the wagon watching with dreaded fascination.

Buck fired another shot and another Indian went down. He fell off the  back of his white horse, dead instantly, but the others were still coming. They  were getting closer, almost upon them. Arrows were flying like birds, but fell  short. Enya hunkered down in the back behind some old luggage and trunks, but  worried for her father who could be struck dead at any moment by one of those  blasted arrows. Buck shot again and missed. He fired another shot as fast as the  muzzleloader would allow, and the third Indian went  down.

Now there were three.

The odds were getting better. Still the Indians were able to shoot those  arrows faster than Buck could load up, but a rifle was still a far superior  weapon and Buck was proving to be a formidable  opponent.

Enya told herself there was  hope.

Maybe her nightmare of being carried off by an Indian wouldn’t come true  after all. She peeked above the luggage and had a small vista of the prairie.  She saw trails of dirt swirling in the air behind the charging  horses.

  me no flower  Meet Deborah Palumbo, Author….   

I am an Indie author.  I write in 3 genres: paranormal, historical and mystery. I co-wrote a screenplay with actor Jordan Rhodes (www.jordanrhodes,com) which is my claim to fame. LOL It was a wonderful experience for me. It was a lot of work, but I had a blast. Jordan is a great guy. By the way, check out my interview with Jordan. http://deborahpalumbobooks.blogspot.com/

I live a very quiet, simple life. I love the country, love to cook, sit around the table with family and friends, or on my screened in gazebo. Are you guys yawning yet?

Oh yeah, I love cheeseburgers and the Bee Gees! Go seventies!! Anyone have a time machine that’ll take me back to 1970?

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Links to Deborah Palumbo’s website, blog, books, etc.

WEBSITE www.deborahpalumbo.com

THE GOLD SEEKER’S DAUGHTER http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/B008TUKGZM/ref=sib_dp_kd#reader-link

MY BOOKS: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Ddigital-text&field-keywords=deborah+palumbo&x=6&y=19

MY BLOGS: http://deborahpalumbotheundeparted.blogspot.com/

http://deborahpalumbomergeurblog.blogspot.com/

TWITTER: https://twitter.com/deborahpalumbo2

GOODREADS: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6441876.Deborah_Palumbo

EMAIL deborahpalumbo2@aol.com

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Deborah Palumbo’s Historical Series

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Deborah Palumbo’s Mysteries

The Doctors    Edge of Darkness    When the Temp Rises

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Deborah Palumbo’s Paranormal Series

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**SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: Deborah will give away a copy of one of her books (reader choice)  to one lucky reader!!  Comment on either her Monday Interview and/or Wednesday’s Karen’s Killer Book Bench blogs for a chance to win.  Winner will be randomly selected and announced Monday, January 21, 2013.  Thanks, Deborah, for sharing your stories with us!

**EDITOR’S NOTE: As Deborah mentioned in her interview on Monday, she is moving and not able to get online on the dates of her blog. Please comment for a chance to win one of her books, and she’ll respond to comments just as soon as she can get back online. Happy Reading!

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