Quote by Catherine Anderson

“She splayed her fingers on his chest, shoving with the heels of her hands to lever herself away from him. Hunter tensed his arm…

— 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

“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

“Hunter studied her features, once so repulsive to him, now so cherished. He ran a finger up the fragile bridge of her nose, then…

— 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’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 grew amused, watching Loretta. When she threw him an accusing glance, he noted that her pupils had flared until her irises were almost…

— 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

“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

“I focused on his eyes and really locked onto them. I could feel myself falling into a world of blue that wiped the chills…

— L.J. Kentowski

“Opening it, she withdrew her neatly folded bloomers. Creeping to the bed, she laid them on the fur beside Hunter. Tears stung her eyes…

— Catherine Anderson