You are the marryin’ kind. Right, Barrett? Starting to regain his equilibrium, Dan squeezed his boss’s—no, his ex-boss’s—hand and smiled. Only where Etta is concerned. Well, then. The man’s eyes actua...
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...
It was Logan's job to live for God, and God's job to take care of the rest.
Gideon lowered her onto the bed, thankful that he’d felt no evidence of stays through her gown as he carried her. As soon as he slid his arms out from under her, she rolled over onto her side and grab...
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...
No! Loving him was not a mistake. He couldn’t let her go on thinking it was. Dan lurched to his feet, flinging the book down onto the bed as he rose. He marched out of the room without a thought to hi...
It wasn’t right for the villain in Logan’s story to be the hero in hers.
She’d not allow Daniel Barrett to escape her so easily. She’d placed a bounty on his heart, and she intended to collect.
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’d hate to be putting a bullet in a lawman, so I’d appreciate ye lowerin’ yer weapon, sir.
Only a master weaver could intertwine dark and light threads in such a way that all one saw was beauty when looking back at the finished tapestry.
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.
With no sums to keep his conscience at bay, the black book loomed large, creeping into his line of sight.He scanned the room for something else to do. The harness still needed work. And he'd been mean...
Ever since she’d come home from school three years ago, she’d been burrowing under his skin, itching like a host of chigger bites. He kept telling himself not to scratch, but invariably he did anyway,...
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....
He smiled and lifted a finger to stroke her cheek. Meredith’s stomach roiled. Oh dear. She quickly covered her mouth with one hand and her stomach with the other, thanking God for the excuse to cut th...
However, Gideon seemed to follow without difficulty. He exhibited no blank stare or puzzled frown the way most people did when she made a radical mental shift. Instead, his eyes danced with mischief.
He didn't see women as lesser beings. He respected their abilities and would defend them like a hero of old.
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
Something nudged Mollie’s shoulder. With the nudge came a reminder of the pain. She tried to snuggle back down into the darkness that had cushioned her from the agony in her head, but then someone cal...
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