Perhaps he felt a touch of gratitude too for the fact that they had each other, for better or worse. They might be facing the worse right now, but the fact that they could lean on each other in the mi...
I've chosen fear over fear over faith more times then I can count. And every time I did, I ended up with regrets. When I chose faith, I didn't always get the outcome I wanted, but I never regretted my...
Yet she’d let herself get distracted by vanity and worry—two of the most worthless pursuits known to womankind.
She’d not allow Daniel Barrett to escape her so easily. She’d placed a bounty on his heart, and she intended to collect.
I’d hate to be putting a bullet in a lawman, so I’d appreciate ye lowerin’ yer weapon, sir.
It wasn’t right for the villain in Logan’s story to be the hero in hers.
It was Logan's job to live for God, and God's job to take care of the rest.
Where is the love in what you're doing?
She’s a tough one, Hermes, he murmured to his lead horse, a giant black Shire that stood over seventeen hands, but I think she’ll be worth the trouble. He patted the beast’s neck, his gaze searching o...
He twisted his head to the side, grimacing only slightly. Then he smiled at her. The dimple in his cheek nearly undid all her hardearned control.
Westcott Cottage did have a handsome prince as it turned out, and she’d just floured him like a drumstick headed for the frying pan.
We don't speak that name in this house.That's the problem, Abby held her head high, and pride nearly burst through the seams of Zach's chest. We've closed ourselves off form that horrible day for too...
I’m not sorry for intervening, she said. In fact, I’d do it again. But it seems like in choosing to do so, I surrendered my pacifist principles. Am I a hypocrite? He laid a hand on her knee. No, Eden....
I’ll pray for you, as well, Logan, that you won’t lay burdens on yourself that only God is meant to carry. ~page 106
He held Galen to a walk because Mollie felt too good leaning against his chest. He wrapped one arm about her waist and drew her even closer. She tipped her face back to look at him. We made a good tea...
He gently covered her hand with his, wishing he could feel her soft skin through the rough leather of his work gloves. He dragged her fingers down from his mouth and cradled them against his chest. Hi...
Have you forgiven yourself? The quiet question slipped between his ribs to stagger his breath. Abby squeezed his hand. That's the hardest part, I've found. A thickness crept up Zach's throat. How do y...
Ben took one hand from the reins to cover hers where it clawed at his arm. He rubbed back and forth in a soothing motion, doing everything he could think of to calm her.
A chuckle escaped Meredith's lips as Cassie swung from sleepy little girl to sympathetic confidante to vengeful angel all in the course of a single minute.
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