“Come out, White-Eyes,” the voice called. “I bring gifts, not bloodshed.” Henry, wearing nothing but his pants and the bandages Aunt Rachel… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“Hunter grew amused, watching Loretta. When she threw him an accusing glance, he noted that her pupils had flared until her irises… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You hurt?” Loretta knew he had gone to great lengths to be gentle with her earlier, but she was sore nonetheless. The… — Catherine Anderson 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 Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“You will wear it? For always? And remember Hunter of the Wolf? It is a promise you make?” “I will wear it.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It’s a very small bow. Who is it for?” “Turtle,” Many Horses replied with a mischievous smile. “At my age, there is… — Catherine Anderson Old man Copy Share Image
“Hunter stretched out beside her, head propped on one hand, his eyes never leaving her. She was acutely conscious of his gaze,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The girl is half my size. I think I can handle her without calling council.” “You disappoint me, Hunter. Where is the… — Catherine Anderson Patience Copy Share Image
“She was a slightly built woman, narrow of hip. He was not a small man.” — Catherine Anderson Small man Copy Share Image
“The spittin’ image of--What was your dead friend’s name?” “It is not to be spoken. He is dead, no? To say his… — Catherine Anderson Friendship 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 Copy Share Image
“What if you were attacking a farm, and you saw me at one of the windows? What would you do?” “I would… — Catherine Anderson War Copy Share Image
“He shaded his brow against the sun. Up on the plateau, he could see the distinct silhouette of a white woman on… — Catherine Anderson Destiny 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
“Loretta opened her eyes and gazed up at her Comanche husband through a haze of longing. By degrees her pulse slowed, and… — Catherine Anderson Good day Copy Share Image
“Before she thought it through, she rose on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his in what she intended to be… — Catherine Anderson Open mouth Copy Share Image
“Ice. Loretta sucked in a whine of air as the shock of water washed over her body. A warm arm encircled her… — Catherine Anderson Body heat Copy Share Image
“You do not like me too good. This is a sad thing, eh?” With a sweep of his hand, he indicated the… — Catherine Anderson Eye contact Copy Share Image
“Cinching the drawstring of his pants, he tied a quick bowknot and extended a hand to her. For an instant Loretta was… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter!” She tried to shove the leather down. “Someone might come!” “No one comes.” Fascinated, he touched the rosy tip of her… — Catherine Anderson Heart Is Heavy Copy Share Image
“Your own name isn’t half-bad. Bet you don’t know what Loretta means.” Rachel folded the dough over, then glanced up with a… — Catherine Anderson First time 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
“So we go to fight, do we?” “I go.” “Then we go with you.” Hog fastened his gaze on the huddled shape… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
