“My chief wife will be a woman of my own blood.” He felt her stiffen and, seeking to mollify her, added, “You… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“If I don’t take her back to her wooden walls, she will die.” Hunter met his father’s steady gaze across the leaping… — Catherine Anderson Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“From the first we knew it could never work between us. Somehow, for a few wonderful days, we lost sight of that.… — Catherine Anderson Love Copy Share Image
“Hunter had been proud of few possessions during his life. He had, of course, been proud of his first bow and his… — Catherine Anderson Desire 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 Copy Share Image
“No Black Robe, no marriage for your God. I am sure enough happy with a marriage my way.” With a determined glint… — Catherine Anderson Marriage Copy Share Image
“You make a smile inside me, that is why I want you. The way a man wants his wife.” He ran a… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Do you hunger for food?” he asked her softly. Loretta clamped a hand to her waist. “You know, actually I am hungry.… — Catherine Anderson Food Copy Share Image
“Why aren’t we going now?” “You know why.” He tightened his hold on her ankle and tugged her closer, rolling over onto… — Catherine Anderson Straight face Copy Share Image
“Hunter enfolded Loretta’s hand in his and nudged his stallion into a walk, pulling her along with him toward his lodge. He… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter knew he should go directly to the central fire. It was the custom for warriors to give a public recounting after… — Catherine Anderson Hunter 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 Comanche Copy Share Image
“A loud clunk resounded behind her. She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see her husband. Instead she looked straight into Red… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Yo-oh-hobt pa-pi! Yo-oh-hobt pa-pi! ” a small girl cried, dancing around the mare’s legs, her button eyes gleaming, her plump brown… — catherine anderson Girl Copy Share Image
“A decision had been reached, and Loretta had the feeling she wasn’t going to like it. Hunter secured the bearskin flap so… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“This is why you come? To ask this favor?” “Please, Hunter, don’t say no. I’ll do anything, anything you ask.” All trace… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“He is his face on the water, no? How is it you say this?” Loretta leaned sideways to see the stallion’s tracks.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“His gentleness and concern touched her. “It isn’t that bad, truly. If you want to--” Heat flooded her cheeks as the impropriety… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“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
“As pleased as Loretta was to see her aunt, she went up the sagging steps with mixed emotions, glancing over her shoulder… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Do you hunger for food?” he asked her softly. Loretta clamped a hand to her waist. “You know, actually I am hungry.… — Catherine Anderson Food Copy Share Image
“Afterward Hunter drew her gently into his arms and reminded her of the promises he had made her, that she would never… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Put your arms around my neck, sweetheart." "Whatever for?" He grasped her wrists and lifted her arms himself. "Because," he whispered, "we're… — 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
“Come, let’s get in the house. You never know with those savages. They’re just as likely to double back to catch us… — Catherine Anderson False promises Copy Share Image
“Come here, little one.” “I want to go back.” He hoped she stood there arguing for a time. “Obey your husband.” She… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You do not spit when your sister may suffer my wrath. I should keep her, I think. She is a brave warrior,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Please, Hunter, please, I wouldn’t ask if I had anyone else to turn to. I thought you were my friend.” Hunter studied… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The night wind whispered, rattling the bark on the roof. She strained her ears. A footstep? A rustle of leather? She set… — Catherine Anderson 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
“Strangling fear surged up his throat. Amy, skirts flying, blond hair a gleaming target, was running in a straight line for the… — Catherine Anderson Fear Copy Share Image
“You like?” “I--um, yes, he’s wonderful. His left ear isn’t notched like so many of the others. Why is that?” “The notched… — Catherine Anderson Friendship Copy Share Image
“Less than an hour later the girls were nearly ready to leave. Amy had just gone out to saddle her horse, and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The Indian reached to his belt and pulled something loose. Lifting it high, he stared straight at the window where Loretta stood.… — Catherine Anderson Bad dream Copy Share Image
“The outcome of their battle was a foregone conclusion, and Loretta knew it. His friends encouraged him, whooping with ribald laughter each… — Catherine Anderson Battle Copy Share Image
“ Hunter. If he was alive, Loretta knew he would come after her. And he had to be alive. She couldn’t bear… — Catherine Anderson Life Copy Share Image
“She stared at the crude stone medallion that rose and fell against her bosom. And then it struck her. El Lobo, the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“She saw Hunter reaching toward her out of the corner of her eye. She looked at him as he lowered his medallion… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I’ll do anything.” Hunter was about to tell her he would find Amy, that she need not beg, but her last words… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“They drifted back to reality slowly, limbs entwined, heartbeats erratic, bodies shimmering with sweat. Hunter drew her head onto his shoulder, unwilling… — Catherine Anderson Empty places Copy Share Image
