“One unto the other, with no horizon, that is what she wants! Imagine her setting up a lodge, tanning hides, sewing, cooking,… — Catherine Anderson 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 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 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 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 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
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 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
“The wise ones called council. We cannot remain passive. The whites must be driven out. Now is the right time, while they… — Catherine Anderson 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 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 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 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
“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
“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 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 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 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 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 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 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 Copy Share Image
“It seemed to Hunter that every time he turned around, Bright Star hovered nearby, fluttering her lashes and blushing, making such an… — Catherine Anderson Bright star 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 Comanche Copy Share Image
“It is good?” “Mm,” she said, taking another bite and brushing her palm clean on her bloomers. “Delicious.” “Dee-lish-us?” For the space… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The little boy touched his dust-streaked hand to Loretta’s hair and made a breathless “ooh” sound. He smelled like any little boy… — 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
“Another rock jabbed her insole, and she winced, missing a step. He released her elbow and swept her off her feet into… — Catherine Anderson Last Word Copy Share Image
“Stand, Blue Eyes,” he told her gently. She tipped her head back. Tears shimmered on her cheeks. “I’ll do anything, Hunter. I’ll… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I don’t know why you even want me!” A sad smile twisted his mouth as he recalled how she had walked out… — Catherine Anderson Comanche 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 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 Copy Share Image
“Loretta Jane, if you’d like to come back in, Henry said you could. All you gotta do is apologize.” Loretta glanced toward… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“At the edge of the village, Loretta saw a group of men milling, their horses ground-tied and outfitted for travel. “Are those… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Amy caught his arm. “Will you make that boy go away?” Hunter pried her fingers loose and rose. “Swift Antelope is my… — Catherine Anderson Bright star Copy Share Image
“Looking skyward, he searched for Loretta’s Great One, the Almighty Father to whom she gave thanks for her food. At first he… — Catherine Anderson Long ago Copy Share Image
