Native American Paranormal Romance Trilogy with Paty Jager

I’m pleased to have fellow Author Paty Jager guest with me as  she also writes Native American and has some fascinating stuff to share.

Beth, Thank you for having me here today.

I have a historical paranormal romance trilogy that to me should be just historical western romance but because I have Native American spirits as main characters in the stories they have been put under the paranormal category which makes them harder for a reader of Native American romance to find.

Here is some insight into being a Nez Perce woman in the 17 and 1800’s I learned while researching for my Spirit trilogy set among the Nez Perce (Nimiipuu).

The children of Nez Perce families were taught by their grandparents. The grandfathers taught the boys how to make weapons, hunt, fish, track, and fight. Grandmothers taught the girls how to take care of their families, do the chores, and help their men. The elders passed down the stories of the trickster coyote and how “The People” came to be. By reading books of their legends you see how the legends taught the children basic truths about life and how to conduct themselves to be good Nez Perce.

Grandmothers also taught the girls about the coming of age and were by their sides during marriages and the births. When a girl began her menstrual cycle she would stay in the menstrual lodge for the duration of her bleeding. They believed the women carried strong powers during this time and were susceptible to getting pregnant.

This isolation served a purpose. They held private discussions about personal problems and conditions of health, exchanged views on herbal medicine, and composed songs. They cooked their own meals in the lodge and did not touch anything outside nor could they attend any ceremonies during this time.

They used buffalo hides with the fur still on for menstruation pads or buckskin and milkweed. The pads were put in a hole in the middle of the dwelling and buried.

After puberty girls were no longer allowed to play with boys and stayed in a lodge with their grandmothers and aunts who taught them the ways of women.

To help make the premise work for my heroine in Spirit of the Mountain, she is the daughter of the chief and is allowed to live with her parents even after she is of age to be in the women’s lodge. While this may not have been the custom it makes for a more plausible story.

Blurb and Excerpt for Spirit of the Mountain.

Wren, the daughter of a Nimiipuu chief, has been fated to save her people ever since her vision quest. When a warrior from the enemy Blackleg tribe asks for her hand in marriage to bring peace between the tribes, her world is torn apart.

Himiin is the spirit of the mountain, custodian to all creatures including the Nimiipuu.As a white wolf he listens to Wren’s secret fears and loses his heart to the mortal maiden.Respecting her people’s beliefs, he cannot prevent her leaving the mountain with the Blackleg warrior.

When an evil spirit threatens Wren’s life, Himiin must leave the mountain to save her.But to leave the mountain means he’ll turn to smoke…


Wren’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. “My gift is to save The People. The weyekin who came to me in my vision quest said this.” She wrapped her arms around herself as if staving off a cold breeze.

Himiin hated that they argued when they should relish their time together. He moved to her, drawing her against his chest, embracing her. The shape of her body molded to his. Her curves pressed against him. Holding her this way flamed the need he’d tried to suppress.

He placed a hand under her chin, raising her face to his. The sorrow in her eyes tugged at his conscience. To make her leaving any harder was wrong. But having experienced her in his arms, he was grieved to let her go. Even for the sake of their people.

Her eyelids fluttered closed. Her pulse quickened under his fingers. Shrugging off the consequences, he lowered his lips to hers. They were softer than he imagined. Her breath hitched as he touched her intimately. Parting his lips, he touched her with his tongue, wanting to see if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.

Honey. She tasted of sweet honey straight from the bosom of a bee tree. One taste was not enough. He pulled her closer, moving his lips across hers, tasting and savoring the feel of them.

Her mouth opened and she sighed.

His body came to life. The sensations transcended anything he’d experienced before. How could one woman make him feel powerful and vulnerable at the same time? Why did he wish to crush her to him and never let go and yet feel compelled to treat her with the tenderness one would give the tiniest of creatures? He couldn’t continue this way.

To hold her, to touch her soft skin. He would never be able to let her go.

He must.

He released Wren and stepped back, avoiding her eyes. How could he show her the sensations she brought to him then turn around and tell her they couldn’t see one another anymore?

Buy Links: The Wild Rose Press        Amazon           Nook

This spirit trilogy is my proverbial book of my heart. I spent countless hours on research to make sure the Nez Perce culture is correct in the books and the historical information is accurate.

Bio: Wife, mother, grandmother, and the one who cleans pens and delivers the hay; award winning author Paty Jager and her husband currently farm 350 acres when not dashing around visiting their children and grandchildren. She not only writes the western lifestyle, she lives it.

Paty is a member of RWA, EPIC, EOWG, and COWG. Wild Rose Press has published nine of her books. Spirit of the Mountain won the Lorie Award for Best Paranormal. Spirit of the Lake was a finalist in the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence contest.  Perfectly Good Nanny, won the 2008 EPPIE for Best Contemporary Romance.

You can learn more about her at her blog;  her website; or on Facebook.

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12 responses to “Native American Paranormal Romance Trilogy with Paty Jager

  1. Fascinating. Love the pictures!


  2. This sounds like a wonderful book Paty! I applaud any writers nod to our Indian ancestors. Books like your’s and Beth’s show others that love is not a color or ethnicity, its just love.


  3. Paty,
    I love your books. I love anything and everything about the American Indians as I write about them too. Your stories come to life and I love them.


  4. Hi Lisa, Beth did pick great pictures to go with my post.

    Thank you for having me here Beth. It’s nice to hang out with kindred spirits.

    Hi Jinny. I agree. All humans have the capacity to love, it doesn’t matter their color of ethnicity.


  5. Thanks for sharing the info and interesting pics..
    Looks like it’ll be an excellent read …. 🙂


  6. Your book cover is so pretty. Really enjoyed the excerpt. Very interesting insight into being a Nez Perce woman.
    Sue B


  7. Hi Sue B, Thank you. The cover artists at Wild Rose Press did a great job with all three books in this trilogy. I’m glad you found the information interesting. I did a lot of research and have many interesting things I found about the Nez Perce.


  8. It’s so obvious that you’ve done an enormous amount of research…I applaud your stamina! You gave some great details of another culture’s life and beliefs…thank you.
    Good luck with your books!


  9. Hi Paty. You already know how much I love all three of these books. I really appreciate your sharing of how the grandmothers helped young women to come of age. I’ve heard this from other Native American tribes as well and have always believed the rest of us could learn from this practice. Far too many young women have no family member to talk about puberty and the ways of women. Instead they are left to figure it out on their own or to trust the often mistaken beliefs of peers.


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