“The joy of Loretta’s homecoming was overshadowed by Henry’s rage. Friends with a murderin’ savage, was she? A Comanche slut, that’s what,… — Catherine Anderson Hysterically funny Copy Share Image
“You are my woman!” He swept his hand toward the door. “I have spoken it before my people. You must walk always… — Catherine Anderson Marriage Copy Share Image
“When she lowered her hands, her reflection shimmered up at her, pale and golden in contrast with the bronzed, dark-haired man next… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why bother with me? Why not find yourself an Indian woman?” “It is you I want.” He brushed his knuckles along the… — Catherine Anderson 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
“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
“A coyote wailed, the sound sending a shiver up Loretta’s spine. She cocked an ear, listening. “I hope that’s what it sounds… — Catherine Anderson Feeling trapped Copy Share Image
“My gawd, Henry!” Tom cried. “You ain’t seriously sayin’ you’d keep her here?” A flush crept up Henry’s neck. “Of course not.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“He gazed into the darkness at the flickering shadows. Above the tops of the trees on the opposite side of the river,… — Catherine Anderson Darkness Copy Share Image
“Holy Mother, you near shot my foot off, you damned fool woman!” “Next time, I won’t miss.” Henry sputtered, so mad he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Lie on your back and close your eyes. Let me chase your fear away. With nothing to fear, there is no need… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You make lies of your promises, Blue Eyes.” “Not this time. I swear it, Hunter. I swear it before God, I’ll be… — Catherine Anderson 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
“It is time I watched my grandson learn to shoot. I and my friends are placing bets. I have two horses that… — Catherine Anderson Old man Copy Share Image
“Someone must preserve the ways of the People,” Warrior rasped, “someone who will sing our songs and teach our ways. Unless you… — Catherine Anderson Song Copy Share Image
“Suddenly it struck her as hysterically funny. She had been captured by savages and dragged halfway across Texas. Never once, not even… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why are we camped so far from the others?” she asked, striving to keep her voice calm. A fire had leapt to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“This was it, the last time they would ever eat together beside a fire. The very last time. It was insane to… — Catherine Anderson Death 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 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
“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 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
“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
“You will drink more?” “No, thank you.” She felt suddenly tired and wished he would leave so she could sleep. Instead he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I have the strongest arm in my lodge circle. Her pouting will not sway me. If that’s being bullheaded, then I sure… — Catherine Anderson 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
“I was just wondering, of these two horses, why did you choose that one as your good friend? Is he superior to… — Catherine Anderson Friendship Copy Share Image
“We should get back,” she said softly. “It’ll be getting dark soon. And I’m tired.” Brimming with the energy of youth, Swift… — Catherine Anderson Antelope Copy Share Image
“You will tell your sons and daughters about me, yes?” Hunter wished he could weep, but the tears were dammed behind his… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“After the Indians departed, Rachel bolted from the cabin and wrapped her arms around Loretta. Woodenly she returned her aunt’s embrace but… — Catherine Anderson Comanche 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 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 Copy Share Image
“You cannot escape me. You are here. That is the way of it.” Glancing toward the door and the horrors she knew… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Grasping her chin, Hunter dug his fingertips and thumb into her cheeks. When at last her jaws parted, he held the canteen… — Catherine Anderson Brown eyes Copy Share Image
“I’m afraid. ” “Ah, yes, afraid.” He studied her beaded moccasins. “Because I am Comanche?” She squeezed her eyes closed. “It isn’t… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“He ran his palm up the curve of her back and then removed his arm from around her, amused at how swiftly… — Catherine Anderson Shame Copy Share Image
“My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta’s shoulders slumped in defeat. With numb hands she lowered the rifle to the dirt. A nasty grin twisted Hunter’s mouth. “So… — Catherine Anderson Failure Copy Share Image
“You have stolen my heart.” “No,” she whispered rawly. “Don’t say that, don’t even think it. Can’t you understand? I’ll never love… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
