Forbidden Love: The Chieftain's Daughter - Book 1

By R Scott

The daughter of a powerful war chieftain. The adopted half-elf daughter of a treacherous shaman. Their love is forbidden and the two must risk everything they have to be with each other.

This e-book contains graphic sexual descriptions and should not be read or downloaded by minors!

• Language: English
• Publisher: R Scott
• Release date: Mar 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310170942

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FORBIDDEN LOVE

THE

CHIEFTAIN’S

DAUGHTER

BOOK 1

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CHAPTER ONE

Avani held herself motionless in the overgrowth, the tall grasses effectively providing her camouflage. She hardly seemed to draw breath, her eyes narrowed and focused on her target. The string of her bow was pulled back, the arrow nocked and ready. Her target, an unsuspecting deer, casually ate grass, not knowing that death was mere seconds away.

Avani was tall; her long brown hair flowed freely along her shoulders and down to the middle of her back. Her womanly curves were evident even in her simple garb of leathers and furs. Her brown eyes projected a strength and wisdom beyond her young age.

She remained hidden in the tall grass, her gaze still fixated on the deer. Her arrow could slice through the air in a heartbeat.

The deer suddenly perked up. It sniffed the air and raised its ears, listening. A second later, it bolted into the woods, vanishing in a flash of brown and white.

Avani scowled and lowered her bow, relaxing her hold on its string. She had a feeling what - or who! - had spooked the deer.

Miri! she called out. Her voice echoed across the clearing of the woods. Miri, I know you're out here!

A feminine giggle came out of the woods. Miri slipped out from around a tree, her smile bright and full of mischief.

"I'm sorry, shani, I couldn't resist!" she said to Avani.

Avani tried to remain stone-faced, but in the face of her dear friend, who gave her a good natured laugh and smile, Avani couldn't help but echo Miri's smile on her own face.

Miri was not as tall Avani, but then Miri did not have the blood of Valdor in her veins like Avani did. Miri's blonde hair was as gold as the sun, and her slender, graceful movements and body suggested an elven heritage. She did not wear the leathers and furs that Avani did, instead clad in simple cloth garments.

Avani returned the arrow to her quarrel that was strapped to her back. "I'm not mad at you, shani, she told Miri. But what will my father say when I return from my hunting journey with nothing to show for it?"

Then we better find you a dead animal you can proudly show to the chieftain! Miri playfully