A young abanaki woman in Northern Vermont has to adapt to the ever changing word around her. Could one of them changes be love and a family of her own?
Feather Lynn Arrow barely a high school graduate looked around at the undeveloped land her people were forced to make into a town and reservation. Located outside of Swanton Vermont. Ever since extremist Democrats took over they vowed to make things easier on people. Yet the whites and those with tribal roots were treated lesser than. Most had seen it coming. Her parents took the cowards way and killed themselves 6 years ago. So due to laws beyond her, she was sent to live with her grandparents in what was then "free" America. She had learned many trades in high school.
Now the new Main Street had the basics much like could be found in the pioneer days. There was a big building that was a combination post office, grocery store, and barbershop.
The government had installed a highly monitored gas station. There was a Mayors office and land Allotment office. She had to go get the land officers yet more democrats appointed men and 1 returning Abanaki. There were 3 side streets all named after trees. Her grandparents had a nice one close to the mayor's office as her grandfather was mayor.
Her grandmother did household duties and Feather currently was a jack of all trades.
Her wallow talkie rumbled to life. Her grandfather asking her to join him in a video conference with "big man" as he called government. She hurried to her cabin and got herself decently dressed. What this meeting called at last minute was for she had no clue.
She got there in record time. The meeting was about the placement of the men coming. They would be there permanently as none were "attached". They expected the tribe to find suitable matches.
"You mean to tell me not only am I supposed to creat a thriving town for MY people but also play matchmaker as well?" Her grandfather was furious.
"As a matter a fact for show we would like one specific match agreed upon today. Agent Devon Adam's would make a fabulous match for your granddaughter. Now he will need a home office." The woman said with a smirk.
"Fine." Was all Feather could muster. She had added on a room for storage but would move that stuff out tonight and make an office for the man.
Her grandfather dismissed her. She checked the sun's level in the sky. Near supper and she hadn't had time to fish. She grabbed her net and went to the fishing hole she loved. She caught 6 decent sized trout and 3 perch. She gave her grandma the 3 perch for her grandparents dinner. Then she separated 4 trout and then went and gathered wild herbs that grew in huge quantity by the mill site. She
some herbs and the 4 fish to the grocery store to help supply them and to add towards her credit there. She preferred being self sufficient but come winter she might need to shop.
She prepared the remaining fish then put one to smoke in her homemade smoke hut. Then cooked the other one. Cooked to perfection as always. After dinner she took a tarp and placed it outside the door to her cabin. She had some trees she had fell and stacked for firewood for the winter months. She made a quick lean to style building with a tarp roof and placed her storage items in there. The town free pile had a decent used desk and chair she placed in the now bare room. Whatever else was needed he would have to get on his own. Her income was laughable and they mostly lived on a barter system. They had 4 tribe vehicles to be used to transport if needed.
She was dozing in her chair when her grandmother came in with a basket of eggs and homemade bread and cheese. "Your grandfather said those men need picking up tomorrow at Burlington Airport at 8am."
She nodded and her grandma left. How would this man take to living in a 1 room cabin with a office extension.
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"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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