“If he wasn't angry, he certainly did a good imitation. His voice was clipped and as hard as stone. She wrung her hands together. "I love you. Clay." "No, you don't." Meg felt as though he'd just slapped her. "Yes,… — 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 heart pounding wildly in his chest. “I was going to save you.” He threaded his fingers through her tangled hair. She’d lost her bonnet. She was damn lucky she hadn’t lost her life. “You little fool,”… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share
“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
