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“His, at last.”

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“it was suddenly”

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“crackle of the”

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“Did she know she took with her a little bit of his heart?”

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“A vida passa enquanto estás a decidir o que hás de fazer”

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“You are the wife I want. One wife, for always.”

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“You will lie with me in my buffalo robes?”

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“You belong to this Comanche.”

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“You are my woman. We are one, forever with no horizon.”

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“His arm was her shield, just as he had promised.”

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“You have stolen my heart from me, Blue Eyes.”

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“This Comanche cannot change his face.” “And I can’t change mine.”

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“I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.”

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“No one could work forward without falling if they continually looked at the path behind them.”

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“She could face anything with him holding her, she thought. Anything…even her nightmares.”

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“Why bother with me? Why not find yourself an Indian woman?” “It is you I want.”

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“You make a smile inside me, that is why I want you. The way a man wants his wife.”

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A ghost from her past, part of a world to which she no longer belonged but had never stopped missing.

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“I am young. I will give her many fine sons. She will not wail over my death for many winters.”

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“He could almost feel her spirit leaving him,see her runing gracefully across the stepping-stones made of stars into the land of the…

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“The wind brushed her cheeks, catching his name and carrying it away from her. She crossed her arms over her breasts and…

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“Looking skyward, he searched for Loretta’s Great One, the Almighty Father to whom she gave thanks for her food. At first he…

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“Brushing her hands clean on her skirt, Loretta stared dismally at the fire. Light. Merciful heaven, why had she asked for a…

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“The horses have all been found. No harm was done.” “It took us two days to gather them! On foot! I will…

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“He must figger it’s good riddance,” Amy mused. “They can cover twice the distance we can in a day. What else could’ve…

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“I’m leaving on a journey.” “Ah, yes, a journey. Where are you going?” Hunter ignored the question. It was one thing to…

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“You will lie beside me. This night and for always. You cannot run. If you do, death will ride beside you, wherever…

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“Something deep within Loretta knotted, twisted. She hugged her middle and tried desperately not to think, to deny the reality she could…

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“How is your woman taking this?” Warrior asked. “Her heart is on the ground.” Warrior sighed. “This is bad, Hunter, very bad.…

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“Hunter grew impatient with his struggling captive and caught a handful of her braid to hold her still. “There, I’ve got her.…

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“As the Comanchero cupped his hands around the fullness of her breasts, his attention shifted to the medallion she had been wearing,…

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“Does Warrior mind my staying here? What will his wife say?” “She welcomes you. It is good. Be easy, Blue Eyes. My…

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“As Red Buffalo disappeared into the darkness, Hunter’s hand, which was riding Loretta’s thickened waist, tightened. He glanced down, his brows lifting…

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“You will lie beside me.” “But what about Amy?” “Your Aye-mee is with my mother, yes? The woman who is mean like…

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“When the wind blows, the sapling bends, the flowers lie low against the earth, the grass is flattened.” He thumped his chest…

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“Home was where Hunter was, anywhere he was.”

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“I like your face, Blue Eyes. It is carved upon my heart.”

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“Sleep, mah-tao-yo. This last time, at my side.”

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“I would have you beside me,” he told her huskily.”

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