“You can make war with your eyes for a moon and win no battles. I grow tired of your anger, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson Anger Copy Share Image
“My dear child,” the priest inserted, “it’s not often one of these”--he threw a meaningful glance at Hunter--“ gentlemen offers to make… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“Cinching the drawstring of his pants, he tied a quick bowknot and extended a hand to her. For an instant Loretta was… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“My gawd, Henry!” Tom cried. “You ain’t seriously sayin’ you’d keep her here?” A flush crept up Henry’s neck. “Of course not.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“A coyote wailed, the sound sending a shiver up Loretta’s spine. She cocked an ear, listening. “I hope that’s what it sounds… — Catherine Anderson Feeling trapped Copy Share Image
“He gazed into the darkness at the flickering shadows. Above the tops of the trees on the opposite side of the river,… — Catherine Anderson Darkness Copy Share Image
“Lie on your back and close your eyes. Let me chase your fear away. With nothing to fear, there is no need… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Holy Mother, you near shot my foot off, you damned fool woman!” “Next time, I won’t miss.” Henry sputtered, so mad he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“A-are you going on a raid tomorrow after you take me home?” He glanced up from his work. “With this? His dark… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“You make lies of your promises, Blue Eyes.” “Not this time. I swear it, Hunter. I swear it before God, I’ll be… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It is time I watched my grandson learn to shoot. I and my friends are placing bets. I have two horses that… — Catherine Anderson Old man Copy Share Image
“The first day out, she and Amy kept one eye on the horizon behind them, terrified that Comanches would appear. The second… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Look into my eyes. Do you see a new morning with new beginnings?” He searched her gaze, and then, in a husky… — Catherine Anderson New beginning Copy Share Image
“You are my woman!” He swept his hand toward the door. “I have spoken it before my people. You must walk always… — Catherine Anderson Marriage Copy Share Image
“ Hunter. If he was alive, Loretta knew he would come after her. And he had to be alive. She couldn’t bear… — Catherine Anderson Life Copy Share Image
“The joy of Loretta’s homecoming was overshadowed by Henry’s rage. Friends with a murderin’ savage, was she? A Comanche slut, that’s what,… — Catherine Anderson Hysterically funny Copy Share Image
“When she lowered her hands, her reflection shimmered up at her, pale and golden in contrast with the bronzed, dark-haired man next… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why bother with me? Why not find yourself an Indian woman?” “It is you I want.” He brushed his knuckles along the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta’s shoulders slumped in defeat. With numb hands she lowered the rifle to the dirt. A nasty grin twisted Hunter’s mouth. “So… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“From the moment she had stepped out from her wooden walls, the path ahead of him had been clearly marked, but he… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Hunter, you are what I fear.” Releasing her shoulders, he slipped his arms around her, placing his palms beneath her breasts. He… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta reached him and dropped to her knees, trying to gather him into her arms. Dead weight. She couldn’t lift him. Blood,… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Well, I guess this is it.” “For this little bit time.” She looked up. “Hunter, you mustn’t--” He leaned toward her and… — Catherine Anderson Time Copy Share Image
“Hunter tossed another piece of wood onto the fire, sending up a spray of live coals, a few of which fell in… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Where are we going?” she asked. “You will see.” She cast an uneasy glance at the knife on his belt. Then her… — Catherine Anderson Cheekbones Copy Share Image
“Loretta encircled his waist with her arms and pressed her cheek against his chest, inhaling the scent of his skin, loving it.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why would he think I’d steal you away? I’m the one victimized, the one who left her family.” “This saddens your heart?”… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes…” Hunter sighed and interlaced his fingers, bending his knuckles backward, stalling because he didn’t want to say the wrong thing.… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“There was no such thing in being prepared for Henry’s temper when it blew. Though Loretta was braced for it, she still… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It was my wish to make your fear small, not big. To become your good friend, not your enemy.” “Oh, Hunter, I… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“Annie giggled again. She couldn’t seem to stop herself. And when she did, the most incredible thing happened. Alex’s grin vanished, and… — Catherine Anderson Appreciation Copy Share Image
“And I have blown like the wind, yes? Angry because you sleep away from me?” “No. But I know you have every… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“You’d better keep her tied.” “Why?” A yawn stretched Hunter’s dark face. “Because she’s looking skittish.” “She’s naked.” Sheathing his knife, Hunter… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“They would find their way west, just as the prophecy had foretold. She knew they would. The Comanche nation was doomed. There… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“After Hunter lowered her onto her fur pallet, which she was swiftly coming to regard as her prison, she clutched the buffalo… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“I thank you for that, Loretta. It was mighty fine, and even if you don’t never marry me, I’ll have it to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What did the Great Ones expect of him? Would the girl die if he pressed onward? And if he took her home… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Trust. It was easier said than done. For a moment Loretta struggled, unable to make up her mind. Chase Kelly Wolf.… — Catherine Anderson Easier said than done Copy Share Image
“Somewhat revived by the water she had been forced to consume, Loretta sat astride the mare, suffering the confines of Hunter’s arm… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
