“Holding his daughter close with one arm, he pointed toward the distant horizon. "As far as you can see—it all belongs to… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“I fear you’re correct there. Catherine warns me that he has the look of a scoundrel about him.” “Jack has told me… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He wondered if his own child would like to have a dog, then shook off the thought. He was years away from… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“If he wasn't angry, he certainly did a good imitation. His voice was clipped and as hard as stone. She wrung her… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“How many times could a mother's heart break? An infinite number of times. Each time her children were hurt. She'd long ago… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“You know the legend, lady, but you don’t know the man. And damn if I’m not tempted to introduce you to the man.” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
Have you ever wanted something so badly that you would do anything, believe anything in order to acquire it? — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“She laid her palm against his bristled cheek. “You’re safe,” she whispered. “What the hell did you think you were doing?” he growled, his… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Her features were exquisite perfection, carved by nature with obvious care and never altered by the harshness of life.” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He skidded to a dead halt and stared hard at Austin. The boy’s chin carried so many nicks from his first shave that it… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“You managed to do the same with my heart, didn’t you, Frannie? You stole it, and I didn’t even feel it happening.” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“The one thing I learned in my youth as a grave robber was that everyone looks the same when they're dead. We're all equal… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“She wondered if any of them had truly understood the cost of what they were asking of each other.” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Within the shadows of honor, courage often walks in silence. -Engraved on the monument Clay built” — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Please," Meg whispered. "I don't want any trouble here." He released his hold on her. As though she might say something further, she parted… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
