“Let’s list our evidence against him, shall we?” Loretta held up a fist. “What did Hunter do when Santos took you?” “He… — Catherine Anderson Evidence Copy Share Image
“I would ask one thing of you, tah-mah. Ride beside me one last time into battle. It will be our final memory… — Catherine Anderson Brother Copy Share Image
“Your name, wha--what was it? Habbe what? What does it mean?” “Habbe Esa, Road to the Wolf, Hunter of the Wolf. My… — Catherine Anderson Dream Copy Share Image
“Go into the house, Aunt Rachel,” Loretta called. “Why? What is it?” “I’m not sure. He comes in anger.” “You come with… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“Do you sleep?” Warrior asked. Hunter jerked and peered at his brother through the silvery gloom. “No, tah-mah , I do not… — Catherine Anderson Bad thing Copy Share Image
“You’re plumb addled, stealin’ off like this from a Comanche husband. Don’t you got an inklin’ of what he’ll do when he… — Catherine Anderson Every step Copy Share Image
“Do you love me, Hunter? Truly love me?” “I have great love for you.” “Then take me away from here,” she whispered… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“The Comanche rode in a wide circle around the frightened, riderless horses and tossed Amy into the arms of a fellow Indian… — Catherine Anderson Black hair Copy Share Image
“Brushing her hands clean on her skirt, Loretta stared dismally at the fire. Light. Merciful heaven, why had she asked for a… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“Hunter of the Wolf, did you mean--” “Hunter, if your tongue grows weary.” She licked her lips. “Hunter…did you mean what you… — Catherine Anderson Spoken Copy Share Image
“He clamped a hand behind her head and drew her against his chest, burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder.… — Catherine Anderson Memory 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
“My mother, Woman with Many Robes, asks if you want to eat?” Loretta gave an emphatic shake of her head, pressing closer… — Catherine Anderson First time Copy Share Image
“To the west, the sinking sun was a red orb, streaking the evening sky with wisps of dark gray and pink. Loretta… — Catherine Anderson Agony 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
“Look into my eyes. Do you see a new morning with new beginnings?” He searched her gaze, and then, in a husky… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“I come for the woman,” the Comanche repeated, never taking his gaze from her. “And I bring my finest horses to console… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“You are my woman. You will sure enough marry no other.” “Well, if you think I’m going to marry you , you… — Catherine Anderson Another woman Copy Share Image
“Ah, nei mah-tao-yo ,” he whispered. “You tremble.” His mouth continued its downward path, lips like silk nibbling her collarbone. Acutely aware… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“A flush slid up her neck. In nothing but a nightgown, she would have been embarrassed in front of any man; with… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“The wise ones called council. We cannot remain passive. The whites must be driven out. Now is the right time, while they… — Catherine Anderson Feared Copy Share Image
“Hunter turned toward her and looped an arm around her waist. His eyes were dark splashes in the moonlight. “Blue Eyes, it… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
Have you ever stood where a stream spills into a river? The two become one. They laugh over the stones together, twist… — Catherine Anderson Canyons Copy Share Image
“What did you say?” Henry grated. “I said shut up , Henry.” Rachel’s voice was still soft, but the glint in her… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“Good-bye, Hunter.” Reluctantly he released her and watched her lead the horse down the hill. At the base of the slope she… — Catherine Anderson Good horse Copy Share Image
“I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.” “I love you just as much, Hunter. I thought I’d… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“How dare you!” she cried. “Of all the-- You arrogant, simple-- Oh, never mind! Just you understand this ! Amongst my people,… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“I’d like to be friends again--truly I would.” “Then it will be so.” He nuzzled her ear. “But Hunter, don’t you see?… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“Loretta couldn’t concentrate on the game long enough to figure out its rules. She had eyes only for Red Buffalo. He had… — Catherine Anderson Beautiful eyes Copy Share Image
“Over the next few weeks, the Comanches attacked with a vengeance. News came that the mercenaries, en route to attack another village,… — Catherine Anderson Border patrol Copy Share Image
“One unto the other, with no horizon, that is what she wants! Imagine her setting up a lodge, tanning hides, sewing, cooking,… — Catherine Anderson Another man Copy Share Image
“This was how God had intended it to be. A precious gift. A sacred oneness. I love you. He said the words… — Catherine Anderson Love Copy Share Image
“Hunter’s mother stood over him, wringing her hands, while he gathered his gear to ride out. “My tua , your anger burns… — Catherine Anderson Every man Copy Share Image
“He stretched out an arm and watched the myriad emotions that crossed her face as she contemplated the spot beside him. She… — Catherine Anderson Myriad Emotions Copy Share Image
“You make a God promise? You will lie with me in my buffalo robes?” Loretta closed her eyes. The words stuck in… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will say yes to me?” “Tonight? Now?” “Yes, tonight. Before this time between us passes.” When she sat, silent,… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“You wish to go?” His jaw felt hard and warm. “I--yes, I wish to go.” He moved her hand from his cheek… — Catherine Anderson Feel Heart 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
“Are you sad? About saying good-bye tomorrow?” “No. You will ride in a great circle back to me. The Great Ones have… — Catherine Anderson Grief Copy Share Image
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