“Matthew told to Eden what:" she sneaked into my heart and went to work, chipping away, day in and day out, until… — Catherine Anderson Heart Copy Share Image
“Hunter, if you leave signs for other Comanche bands, why do white men have so much trouble finding you?” “They are not… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“He wasn’t sure when it had happened or how, but the small woman beside him was no longer his captive; he had… — Catherine Anderson Captive Copy Share Image
“Bad things happen, Mathew. We can't see them coming, and there's often nothing we can do to prevent them. But that doesn't… — Catherine Anderson Bad thing Copy Share Image
I strike fear into you because I am a man?" "It isn't funny." "I do not laugh. It is a sad thing,… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“Studying her small face, Hunter realized two things: he didn’t want her to be like anyone else, and, right or wrong, he… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“Don’t even think it, Loretta Jane.” “That’s Hunter out there, Uncle Henry.” “You don’t know that. You wanna part with you hair,… — Catherine Anderson Gaze 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
“You will drink more?” “No, thank you.” She felt suddenly tired and wished he would leave so she could sleep. Instead he… — Catherine Anderson Drink Copy Share Image
“Hunter?” She grasped his shoulders for support, digging her nails into his flesh. “Hunter?” “I am here. Be easy.” He slid a… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“Oh, Hunter, I’m sorry,” she said on the crest of a sob. “I didn’t mean to hurt you like this. I didn’t… — Catherine Anderson Fire inside Copy Share Image
“As Red Buffalo disappeared into the darkness, Hunter’s hand, which was riding Loretta’s thickened waist, tightened. He glanced down, his brows lifting… — Catherine Anderson Gaze 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
“You will eat”--unmistakable laughter played upon his face--“so you will stay strong. We cannot fight the big fight if you tremble from… — Catherine Anderson Conflicting emotions Copy Share Image
“Over the course of the day, he revealed to her a boyish, mischievous side that she found enchanting. One moment he played… — Catherine Anderson Dark side Copy Share Image
“The shock of his hand on her bare back brought her to her senses. Her eyes flew open, and she gasped. She… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“Make me a story.” “Hunter, I don’t have a stitch of clothes on,” she squeaked. One of his dark eyebrows flicked upward.… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“The sadness in your heart is a yesterday you can no longer see, so put it behind you and walk always forward.… — Catherine Anderson Forgetting the past Copy Share Image
“You rip my heart out and it should not hurt?” His teeth closed on her earlobe, nipping lightly, sending shivers over her… — Catherine Anderson Heart hurt Copy Share Image
“You would prefer that she live for always away from you?” Hunter’s gut contracted. In that instant he realized how much he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter’s already low spirits plummeted. It was a sad state of affairs when an untried boy had more luck with women than… — Catherine Anderson Grown man Copy Share Image
“You aren’t going to get her? She’s your wife. Her place is beside you.” “A man cannot own a woman, cousin. He… — Catherine Anderson Marriage Copy Share Image
“It was a fact that he hadn’t lied to her--except for the time he had promised to cut out her tongue and… — Catherine Anderson Lied Copy Share Image
“Knowing what he wanted, he went after it with single-minded intensity, until a hoarse moan ripped from her and she arched toward… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“This Comanche cannot change his face.” “And I can’t change mine.” He traced the hollow of her cheek, his mouth tipping into… — Catherine Anderson Gaze Copy Share Image
“We’re fine. Trust me. I rode to Hunter’s village, didn’t I?” “With directions from Hunter!” “Well, from now on I have to… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“Uncle Henry visiting a fancy house? Oh, Aunt Rachel, I bet those ladies double their rates when they see the likes of… — Catherine Anderson Aunt Copy Share Image
Ask me to cut off my right arm for you, and I'll do it. Ask me to lay down my life for… — Catherine Anderson Amy Copy Share Image
“With the tip of his tongue, he outlined her ear. “ Topsannah, tani-har-ro. ” The words came out so slurred, she doubted… — Catherine Anderson Knew Saying Copy Share Image
“I wish to be your friend.” He leaned back to see her face. “Can I not be both? You have stolen my… — Catherine Anderson Blue eyes Copy Share Image
“Reflection?” “Yes, he is his reflection.” “The spittin’ image of--What was your dead friend’s name?” “It is not to be spoken. He… — Catherine Anderson Friendship Copy Share Image
“I am Comanche, yes? A mo-cho-rook , cruel one. This is what you run from? A heathen. A man who will beat… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“As she left the wagons far behind, she felt more alone than she ever had in her life. Moonlight bathed the flats.… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“His knife cleared its sheath before he realized he had drawn it. He held the razor-sharp blade to her throat, his body… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will drink?” Loretta waved him away. A long silence settled over them. Then Hunter grasped her chin and forced… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Pressing a hand to her chest, Loretta glanced down in bewilderment. She had been so sure…Laughter bubbled up her throat. Aunt Rachel… — Catherine Anderson Black eyes Copy Share Image
“Let the tosi tivo find the lots of land, plenty for all, and plant dead trees there. This is Comanche land, and… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Hunter slipped from the bed and grabbed his breeches to pull them on. Bathed in moonlight, the planes of his body were… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Where was Hunter? The question repeated itself in Loretta’s mind hundreds of times with each passing day. As the mercenaries escorted her… — Catherine Anderson Psychology Copy Share Image
That's an L, as in love, and I love you more than I'll ever be able to tell you with words. I… — Catherine Anderson Able Copy Share Image
