Soul searching Quote by Catherine Anderson

“Hunter’s name drifted to him on the wind, the call barely discernible yet shrill, like the whisper of a lost soul searching for solace.…

— Catherine Anderson

“Hunter stretched out beside her, head propped on one hand, his eyes never leaving her. She was acutely conscious of his gaze, and when…

— Catherine Anderson

“Tears sprang to Hunter’s eyes when she reached up to hug his neck, clinging to him even though he was the one hurting her.…

— Catherine Anderson

“Studying her small face, Hunter realized two things: he didn’t want her to be like anyone else, and, right or wrong, he had to…

— Catherine Anderson

“Knowing what he wanted, he went after it with single-minded intensity, until a hoarse moan ripped from her and she arched toward him, her…

— Catherine Anderson

“Hunter had been proud of few possessions during his life. He had, of course, been proud of his first bow and his first coup…

— Catherine Anderson

“Hunter! Take me with you! I love you!” she called. “I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean it!” He remained there, his arm still…

— Catherine Anderson

“He was the hunter of my soul, lying in wait - silently and motionless. Coaxing me out of hiding, Enticing me with love, Dangling…

— J.A. ANUM

“A rock jabbed Hunter in the belly, but he scarcely felt it. Pressing low to the earth, he kept his attention on the glow…

— Catherine Anderson

“She has touched me. My hatred for her has gone the way of the wind. She saved my life.” He quickly related the tale…

— Catherine Anderson

“Hunter rolled onto his back, taking her with him. He loved the feel of her slender length pressed against him. Running his hands into…

— Catherine Anderson

“He shaded his brow against the sun. Up on the plateau, he could see the distinct silhouette of a white woman on a horse.…

— Catherine Anderson