I'm not one easily swayed to other's view. I am my own person and independent. I love working with natural herbs and spices and making lotions and other things with them. I also enjoy making masquerade masks. I can get lost in doing either when I put my earbuds in listening to my favorite music. Which drives my grandmother batty. I have fire in my veins. I can anger easily. Probably comes with being a redhead. Sometimes I hate it. I'm not afraid to speak my mind. Sometimes I pay for it to. I don't cower unless I'm really hurting. I try to stand up for myself. I really hate being vulnerable and feeling totally helpless.

[smear:#c61e49]Positive Traits:[/smear:#4f7899:0]
1)Adventurous: Sometimes I go past my limits. Which makes it all the more fun!
2)Affectionate: I'm always tell my family I love them.
3)Independent: I think for myself not letting others sway me.
4)Flamboyant: I love to wear bright colors. Even ones that might clash with my hair!
5)Flirtatious: If I see someone I like I go for it. Sometimes using my Veela powers and sometimes not.
6)Whimsical: I like coming up with new things and taking joy in it.

[smear:#4f7899]Negative Traits:[/smear:#c61e49:0]
1)Compulsive: I get irresistible urges to do things.
2)Evasive: Especially when someone asks what I did the night before, and I don't want them to know.
3)Foolish: Is what I get when I've had one too many Sex on the Beaches.
4)Impulsive: Acting on my desires, my whims, or inclination without forethought.
5)Laziness: On days I have a hangover. It's hard to get motivated.
6)Stubborn: It may as well be my middle name!

Of local origin from the lands of Primrose in the parish of Dunfermline. The first appearance of the place name is c. 1150, when it occurs in a charter of the Abbey of Dunfermline under the form Primros . The exact meaning of the name, which also occurs in Berwickshire, may be "tree of the moor," from Old Welsh or Rritish prenn, "tree," and rhos, "moor." As a surname Primrose is not common. The first of the name in record appears to have been Jonne Prymros or Primros, mason in Edinburgh, one of the parties who contracted in 1387 for the building of five chapels on the south side of St. Giles s parish church, Edinburgh. Archibald Prymrose was a friar in the monastery of Culross in 15G9 , and in 1608 payment was .nde to a James Prymroiss in Aberdeen. Gilbert Prymeose, "clerk of His Maiesties secreit counsaill" in 1631 was ancestor of Archibald Primrose of Carrington who was created Viscount Primrose in 1700 and earl of Rosebery in 1703. The Primroses first appear on record as owners of lands in and about the middle of the sixteenth century. Many Scots emigrated to Sweden in the seventeenth century, and among them was a John Primeroose, afterwards merchant in Stockholm, whose son Henry was ennobled in 1653 and died governor of Johannesburg in 1668. Rev. James Primrose published a history of Mediaeval Glasgow in 1913. Prymrois 1587, Prymross 1687.

In 1900 Milan Primrose moved his little family to Big Sky Montana, having heard of it through others in Scotland that had family there. Settling there he and his sons built them a store. A store that became known as Primrose Passions. Their grand opening was in 1908. Milan and his sons became infatuated with the motorcycles that the Wild Wolves rode. Becoming fast friends with the club he and his sons were invited to prospect after they had bought their own Harley’s and learned to ride.

In 1915 Milan built onto the store adding a Masquerade store. Masks, gowns and all costumes made by the Primrose family. Milan was the one who started the annual Primrose Ball in the mansion he helped build stone by stone brought over from his homeland of Scotland that he dearly missed. He was happy here though with his family that was branching out.

By 1925 the Primrose’s had made a name for themselves, and people from far and wide came to their store or used their mail order catalog to order from. Their lotions were a household name, and women sought them out to get their hands on the lotions and perfumes and other things that the family made with their own hands.

The Primrose family originates from Scotland. In the late 1600's early 1700's a few families immigrated to the United States. Others followed over time, but the Primrose family were the first in Big Sky. The Primrose family stayed true to their heritage. Aurora Cain married into the Primrose family only to have two children, before her husband disappeared in the woods one day. His body was found days later. Some considered foul play with the Hearthstones. That he'd gotten too close to them somehow in his looking for ingredients to his lotions. A blow to the head is what killed him. Aurora held her head high and continued on running the business alone as her husband had been an only child and his parents had died when he was in his teens leaving him alone. Her children grew and had children of their own so she wasn't so alone anymore with lots of grandchildren as well as her two children Ryker Primrose and Rosa Marie Primrose Hearthstone.

The Hearthstones were another family that came to Big Sky shortly after the Primroses. For some reason they had a feud between their families that went back generations in Scotland. No one seemed to remember what the cause of it was. So for generations it was that way till the day that Kale Ambrose Hearthstone and Rosa Marie Primrose fell totally in love as kids. It was love at first sight for them. Knowing they weren't even supposed to talk let alone be seen together they did anyhow in secret. Aurora says she knew right away that her daughter had fallen for a Hearthstone. No matter how secretive she was about it.

Ryker found out when they were teenagers, and he got into a knock down drag out fight with Kale. Rosa just stood there and watched letting them parley with one another. When it was over and they were both on the ground trying to catch their breath she told them both what was what along with the rest of the Hearthstone clan that had been egging it on. They didn't back down till she got really pissed and started shooting arrows of fire at them. They said Aurora just sat on the porch of the store rocking in her rocking chair and laughing as she watched. Even as her own son was in the line of fire. Rosa did win that showdown, and it brought peace between the two families for at least a few years.

The Hearthstones always seemed to think they were bigger and better than anyone in Big Sky. One by one they moved away to LA. Kale and Rosa soon followed them leaving Big Sky behind. Ryker and Kale who never really did get along did so just to keep the peace for the sake of Rosa. After being in LA for a while Rosa started to hound her mother and brother to let her open a store there in LA. In their father’s will though it stated that there was to be no other store than the one there in Big Sky, and he wanted them to keep their word that it would stay that way.

People who sought them out already knew where to find them. Ingredients were sacred to Big Sky, and nowhere else, It became a battle between them with Rosa being spurred by the Hearthstones. In a court of law though Aurora and Ryker won the case. Rosa, who was not happy about being shut out, turned her back on them, and they haven’t spoken since. Oh a spiteful letter will come once in a while, but not that often. Ryker only wishes to honor his father’s wishes, and he’ll do anything even have that wedge between him and his sister to do so.


Milan was my great grandfather, and his dream is still alive today. My name is Haven Breeze Primrose. I’m twenty-seven and I like to think I’ve accomplished quite a bit in life so far. Being the eldest in my family I tried anything and everything first. Usually coming out ahead of the game. I’m protective over my younger siblings. So if you mess with them don’t expect claws to come out it will be my knuckles coming for you. With my best friends, boys, growing up I learned how to fight the right way. So without further adieu here is my story.

I am number one of seven children. Three boys and Three girls. Our house is always buzzing with sound. No privacy most of the time, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love all of my family. I was born on a bright Indian summer day in September. My mother said it was horrible being pregnant during the heat of the summer. Though between the heat and her hormones being pregnant it had been quite pleasant sometimes. Especially when she would drag my father away. Now that was something I didn't want to know!

Dad had stepped out of the store to run some errands and get them over with. While he was gone mom went into labor. They called 911, but by the time they got there as well as my dad back from running errands my grandmother had delivered me. Mom said she wasn’t in labor long with me. When I wanted out I wanted out, and in a hurry to be. She likes to tease me that I’m still that way. Always in a hurry to be somewhere.

Even as a toddler mom said she could barely keep up with me as I was always on the run. It only got worse when she was pregnant with Flint, and I was two when he was born. At a young age even getting put in a playpen didn’t keep me locked up for long as I would climb out of it. Growing up here in Big Sky was fun. We'd get to help in the shop as we grew older, but most of the time if it was a nice day we were shooed out to play with the other kids. Most of us once we were four we had minibikes that we would get to go out to the Deveraux dirt track. During the winter we would drag out the sleds and go up the mountain some and then slide back down. I'm not afraid to admit we still do that when we can.

Growing up my best friends were Cody Austin James and Hoyt Moore. They were two years older than I, but I was fast friends with them. Our moms were friends being old ladies in the club, so I was thrown in with them more often than not. They were quite protective like older brothers to me. When dad gave me my mini bike at age four. The boys even though they were only six were right there making sure he did it right much to his delight. He was best friends with their fathers so we were together quite a lot.

It was through them that I got my love of horses. When we’d be out at one of their ranches we’d be out riding horses if we weren’t on our bikes. It was always fun to go out there for BBQ’s and other parties, and just to spend the days with them. Dad would take me to the rodeos near us to watch his friend's bull ride. My little brothers joined us when they were older.

I graduated to a dirt bike when I was six and started motocross soon after that. I realized I loved competing, and riding in motocross. Flying through the air was especially fun, and my stomach would flutter up every time sending a thrill through me. I was good at it, but I didn’t win every race, but I sure tried my hardest.

Junior high came and I eagerly tried all the sports. Volleyball wasn’t too bad. Didn’t really like the others. Especially if I had to run. Running wasn’t my thing. When the rodeo was here in Big Sky and a few other places I would barrel race after learning how to. With Cody Austin and Hoyt on the rodeo team in high school I wanted to join them when I got to be a freshman. It hadn’t taken too much asking my parents to get me a horse.

During junior high I wasn’t interested in boys. Not when my best friends were boys. It was the summer before my freshman year. My parents actually let me go with the boys and their parents to a few rodeos. It was a magical night though on my last night with them. My parents would be taking me home after the next night's rodeo since we weren’t far from Big Sky. The boys had both won in their runs. I’d even gotten first in barrel racing. My parents had joined us and when they were partying later we were each allowed a beer or a wine cooler.

Somehow we got more than one. Slipping away we had our own little party. That was the night I had my first kiss. Or I should say kisses. From both Cody Austin and Hoyt. Our dad’s eventually found us up in a hayloft the next day. At least it hadn’t gone any further than kissing and we were dressed. I couldn’t believe what we had done though. Dad tilted my head asking me how I got a bruise on my throat. Hoyt’s and Cody’s dad had burst into laughter. I was horrified, pushing him away, and fled out of the hayloft running back to the trailer I was supposed to have stayed in the night before with my parents.

I could barely look at either of the boys that day when I did dare come out of the trailer. Their dad’s kept them busy though getting ready for the rodeo that night. Dad wasn’t too enthused about any of it as he was probably getting razzed about it by the boys' dads. Our mothers however were loving it. I could have sworn I heard Cody Austin’s mother making a bet with one another about who I would end up with.

Somehow I made it through the rest of the day without running into either of the boys. Right after the rodeo we were headed home. I hadn’t hunted down the boys to tell them goodbye. I had to think for a while about what had happened the night before. There were only a couple of more rodeos this year, and they’d be home with the season over.

I was dreading the days counting them down to when they would be home. The day before was a motocross competition. My head wasn’t in the game and even my brothers were noticing asking me if I was alright. I gave them my trademark smile and told them I was fine. When my heat came up dad asked me if I had my head in the game, and I lied saying it was. Halfway through the course I took a turn too fast, and collided with someone else just as we were about to go airborne. Something hit me in the head knocking me out.

When I came to, I was in the hospital. Mom and Dad were both there. I had a concussion, and a broken leg. Both of them were killing me, and I wasn’t a very happy camper. I spent a few days in the hospital, and when dad said the boys were there I didn’t want to see them. Well they came in anyhow, and acted like nothing had happened between us. They were back to their old selves treating me like a little sister.

When I went home they were there quite often helping me. It was about a week later when they finally broached the topic with me. I still tried to avoid it, but when they told me they both wanted to date me as they both had feelings for me I was surprised. I had never explored those feelings before really, but I had enjoyed kissing them. Before I could stop myself I asked for a doover making them laugh. Both of them kissed me and it made my heart race.

That was the start of us three dating, and things changed a bit but we were still the best of friends. After I finally got the cast off eight weeks later. I was on the rodeo team and having fun with them. For two years we went on like that till they graduated. I wasn’t happy as I had two more years left. Both of them had prospected the Wild Wolves MC.

Hoyt had lost his dad shortly after we all got together, when he got trampled by a bull. I was there and witnessed it. Hoyts mother’s screams still ring through my memories when I remember that day. Dad was devastated, and it was the first time I had really seen him cry. It was worse a couple of years later when Cody Austin’s father died in his sleep. I was there for both of the boys during their times of need.

Time moved on, and I work full time now at Primrose Passions. I loved my job, and couldn’t imagine doing anything else. I was still in a love triangle with my favorite two guys. Hating the time that they were out on the rodeo circuit. Sometimes I would join them for a few days at a time. Though with them getting older I worry about them more and more riding them bulls.

Our family store is called Primrose Passions. We make lotions, soaps, shampoos, conditioners, and creams of all kinds. I was always careful with what I would put in the recipes. We also planned Masquerade balls and had everything for said parties. If I wasn't busy making the other products then you could find me making the beautiful masks for people to wear. Not all of my siblings worked in our family store. Dad had told us all to follow our dreams. If we wanted to work in the store while doing so either part time or full time was up to us. I wouldn't trade working in Primrose Passions for anything.

Watching the last rodeo this year I was cheering with everyone else at the clubhouse, when Hoyt rode his last bull. I heard screams from around the room from my family and friends as we watched in horror as the bull took Hoyt out. I stood there in horror watching and saw Cody Austin running for Hoyt. Tears were streaming down my eyes. Brantley and Tally Ann were there that night at the clubhouse where we were watching the bull riding. I sat down crying when Brantley jumped up saying he was heading that way. Axl and Bobby Joe were able to calm him down some. Tally finally got a call from her mother who was with the boys saying that Hoyt had been disemboweled, and was going in for surgery.

It was dad who went and got the denali and loaded those of us up that wanted to head that way, and we were on the road. Dad had always felt a need to be there for Brantley, Hoyt and the James kids since their father’s had died. Brantley and Hoyt had lost their mother too not long after their father. So dad was always there for them. I went straight to Cody Austin when we got there hugging him and crying. I haven’t left his side or Hoyt’s when he woke up. The trip home was going to be a long one, but I wasn’t leaving them. I was just thankful that Hoyt had survived.