“Rafe had sat back in his chair so his face was in the shadow, but she knew he was watching her through… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Believe me, young lady, when I tell you that there is no place for you in his world of ghosts and nightmares… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Oh, Coral, Coral,” he murmured, his one almost reproachful, but still he did not make any attempt to cross the space between… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“You see life in bright colors. Alas, ours is a world of darker shades.” — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Coral, my love, you are too pure, too innocent, too alive for me,” he said slowly, almost carefully. “My world is like a drawing… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“As the sun began to rise, the man reached out to the woman, and they clasped hands. He cradled her, and languidly they lifted… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Rafe had sat back in his chair so his face was in the shadow, but she knew he was watching her through half-closed eyes.… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“All I can say is that with the Salvadores of this world, life is wonderfully exciting and full of the unexpected.” — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Gradually the mist had lifted, and the sun burst forth, a ball of fire radiating the sky with unnaturally incandescent hues. Coral was reminded… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Believe me, young lady, when I tell you that there is no place for you in his world of ghosts and nightmares — no… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“In case you haven’t noticed, Salvador, I’m a woman. A woman who loves you…’ She saw his expression suddenly freeze with a watchful intensity.… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“The truth can sometimes be slow to reveal itself. The sun sets every night but returns the next day. El tiempo es un gran… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“He emerged out of the lake, the declining sun drenching him with aureate light, the droplets on his body iridescent in their beams. He… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
“Oh, Coral, Coral,” he murmured, his one almost reproachful, but still he did not make any attempt to cross the space between them. Unspoken… — Hannah Fielding Copy Share Image
