Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

“Hunter found the edge of the sink to lean against; watching her mind hunt and wrestle the issue with a strategic defense against the…

— L.A. Banks

“So we go to fight, do we?” “I go.” “Then we go with you.” Hog fastened his gaze on the huddled shape under the…

— Catherine Anderson

“Blue Eyes…” Hunter sighed and interlaced his fingers, bending his knuckles backward, stalling because he didn’t want to say the wrong thing. “Can you…

— 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

“Bolly moved in front of Nila, sniffing at the items as if they were a danger to the woman he’d helped hunt down. I…

— Pepper Winters

“Loretta was stuffing her belongings into her satchel when Hunter stepped into the lodge. He stood in the shadows a moment, watching her. The…

— Catherine Anderson

“Make me a story.” “Hunter, I don’t have a stitch of clothes on,” she squeaked. One of his dark eyebrows flicked upward. “You must…

— Catherine Anderson

“Blue Eyes, you will be a fine wife in time,” he said gravely. “No, I won’t.” Her gaze flew to his, brimming with misery…

— Catherine Anderson

“Hunter spread his hand under the cloth of the woman’s gown and stared at the clear outline of his fingers. As incredible as it…

— Catherine Anderson

“Loretta’s gaze shifted to the child he held. Running forward with upraised arms, she cried, “Amy! Oh, Amy! He found you! Thanks be to…

— Catherine Anderson

“A decision had been reached, and Loretta had the feeling she wasn’t going to like it. Hunter secured the bearskin flap so no one…

— Catherine Anderson

“She stared at the crude stone medallion that rose and fell against her bosom. And then it struck her. El Lobo, the wolf. Hunter…

— Catherine Anderson