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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c9e3dcc | I swear, I'm gonna have to lock you up. I'd chain you to my bed, except I'm seldom in it. | Karen Harper | ||
| 42ed2d0 | Evil to him who evil thinks,.... | unkind-thoughts | Karen Harper | |
| 259f37e | He walked ahead and opened the police station door for the mayor. The office was deserted. Tess was going to help fill Ann's daytime shift tomorrow until he could hire someone else, but that was the last thing on his list of things to do right now. | Karen Harper | ||
| d00f2b9 | You look the most lovely I have ever seen you, my Mary, and I have studied you and dreamed of you for long years now." He brushed her lips with his and straightened. "I never despaired that this day would not come, but to tell you true, now that it has, I can hardly believe it." "You are not sorry?" He put back his head and gave a short laugh. "You are the one who will be sorry, my love, if you try to put me off one more minute from what ha.. | Karen Harper | ||
| 54274c1 | Nick | Karen Harper | ||
| 1f9f8a6 | slowly, "You care too much, Will. Do not let His Grace" | Karen Harper | ||
| 31df7bc | Staff silenced her with a hot kiss. "Hush," he whispered, taking her closer into his arms. "Mary, we have waited long enough. I want you, dearest, to make up for the lonely hours, and countless advice, and worry that your kings and cursed father would totally ruin our life together. And for the wasted years. Tonight, Mary, we are going to begin catching up-and it will take a long, long time for us to be even..." | Karen Harper | ||
| 3e2d5af | Thomas, says there are no real dragons. Only they are in your head, he says." "Thomas is right, my love, so do not be afraid of the dark." "But they are in my head sometimes, so I guess they are real." | fear imagination reality | Karen Harper | |
| ef24293 | He kissed her again, bringing both hands up behind her head to hold her still, and his hot lips slanted sideways across her open moutb. Her head spun crazily. She was dizzy. She could not breathe in here. She would fall in front of the queen. They would all know what he had done. There was no time left, surely. The castle portcullis would swing up, the door would be opened and His Grace would see them! He pulled his mouth away and said agai.. | Karen Harper | ||
| d64def4 | Do not dare to ever touch me again!" she spat at him. "Go caress your Maud, go kiss her in the roses!" A little sob tore from her throat and the stubborn tears sprang to her eyes again. He loosed her waist and took one of her hands firmly in both of his warm ones. "I am in your bad graces, sweetheart, and rightly so. I did not know you and Will stood so close in the garden." "I am certain it would not have made one tiny difference to you if.. | Karen Harper | ||
| ca1be94 | I truly meant to only find you and bring you back to the landing, sweet, but when I saw you here alone, I could not help myself. It has been so many years I have longed for the forbidden fruit, Mary, and I am not really a very patient man. You were angered with me today for kissing Maud, but years of smiling and laughing with you and breathing in your sweet scent and seeing that luscious face and body near me and then bidding you a curt goo.. | Karen Harper | ||
| 4c39ddf | Tell me what you want, my love," he rasped through parted lips. "Tell me now." "You, Staff, you. Forever and always. Please." "Only Staff?" "Yes, yes. Please, my love. Put out the fire." "But first I have to fan it brighter," he said low, and moved into her instantly." | Karen Harper | ||
| fd7218e | At the door Queen Phillipa turned slowly back. "Love," she repeated, her face suddenly gone girlishly soft before it turned to pale marble again. "Love fades, poor Joan, and then there is only duty and remembrance." | love-quotes | Karen Harper | |
| ede8c28 | house with a great view. You'll see that at the party tonight. Wish Char would be here for that, too, but we'll all be together soon." At least, Kate thought, Jack Lockwood, alias former father, would not be here tonight, so she could enjoy herself. Not only was she curious to see Grant Mason, but she also couldn't wait to examine the Adena burial site she'd found on an old map in the university archives when she was back in the States at C.. | Karen Harper | ||
| 8dea28a | Darius? Are you sure you're all right?" Back turned to Nicole, he closed his eyes. Of course he wasn't all right. The woman he loved was bound and determined to leave him in six days, and he had no feasible plan to stop her. His hands balled into fists. How had he thought working alongside her would make the waiting more bearable? It was killing him. One minute he wanted to storm across the workshop, confront her with what he knew, and dema.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 95757f2 | You plowed him with a pitchfork?" "I sure did. My daddy didn't raise no hothouse flower, you know." Gideon had a feeling he would have liked her daddy." | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 8f48af9 | Travis?" Her voice came out scratchy and cracked. "What are you doing in my room?" Those eyes--not quite green, not quite brown--crinkled at the corners. "I'm not in your room, darlin'. You're in mine." What? Maybe she was still dreaming. That would explain why Travis was here and why nothing was making a lick of sense. But the throbbing behind her ear seemed awfully real. "My head hurts." "You were kicked by a mule." A mule? Meredith frown.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| fe3d730 | So, you think God made a mistake." She leaned away from him, her voice hardening just enough to get his attention. He twisted to face her. "Why should an innocent die while a reprobate lives?" "I see," she said. "Only sinful people should have died in that accident if God were indeed just. Of course, all have sinned, so I suppose only the tiniest of babes should have survived according to your reasoning." | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| d71abb9 | You can't redeem your failures. None of us can. Only the Redeemer has that power, and he's already wielding it on your behalf. He's bringing good out of that tragedy, good that we are only beginning to see. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| ad06cb9 | The things which are impossible with men are possible with God. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| e0888ac | Travis came up behind her, his hat brim bumping her head as he nuzzled her neck. She giggled and danced away, feeling playful yet oddly shy at the same time. Travis gave chase, his husky laughter blending with hers as the two of them darted out of the barn. When they neared the porch, he grabbed her about the waist and lifted her off her feet. Meredith squealed. "You can't escape me," Travis murmured in her ear as he gently settled her back.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 7a9a4b7 | she glimpsed Levi cutting through the crowd to get to her. Smoothing her hair and finding a smile, she greeted him as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "Would you like a piece of cake?" Levi peered down at her, concern lining his face. "Are you all right?" "Yes, of course. I'm fine." She tugged on her sleeve as if it could conceal the evidence of the sheriff's touch and reached for a clean plate. "You should try some of Chloe's l.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| ba64d4a | In the last three years, he'd met many women.Young. Old. Pretty. Plain. Devout. Flirtatious. After living only among men for years,he found he enjoyed the company of women.Their gracious manners.Their gentle ways.Their lovely figures. But never had he felt anything deeper than a surface admiration. Perhaps because he'd been so focused on his training.Yet only after a handful of minutes, Joanna Robbins had touched something deep inside him, .. | joanna-robbins kindred-spirits | Karen Witemeyer | |
| cf7d7b6 | Charlotte dropped her gaze to her feet. You're the most heroic man I've ever met, Stone Hammond. Slowly she lifted her face. I owe you everything. | stone-hammond | Karen Witemeyer | |
| d16c954 | You might of put Travis from your mind, but I still think he claims a piece of your heart. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 2a57519 | As if he sensed her need, Levi scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the rock she used for sitting. But instead of depositing her there, he tucked her closer and sat down with her in his lap. He didn't say anything, just held her. And it was perfect. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 2e88168 | The Lord probably didn't appreciate her feigning nearsightedness in order to repeatedly lean into her husband when she should've been concentrating on the meaning behind the hymn she was singing. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| f1f329e | Ach. Now, there be a lass with a bonny look to 'er. And I'm thinking it's nae me she's coming to see. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 4a7dfa7 | Joanna's quietly intent nature contrasted sharply with Holly's vibrancy. While Miss Brewster's flirtation stroked his ego, the spiritual maturity Miss Robbin's exhibited commanded his admiration and respect. | crockett-archer flirty holly-brewster joanna-robbins maturity respect spirtual | Karen Witemeyer | |
| 5a845d4 | Call me Levi." Duncan nodded. "Levi, then. 'Tis a fine name to be carrying." Levi shook his head and chuckled softly. "Keep your flattery for the women, Duncan." "Why do ye think I'm practicin'?" Duncan winked at him. "I got me a bonny lass to impress. She's a shy one, but I'm determined to coax her out of hiding." He wiggled his eyebrows and lifted his knees in a high-stepping jig as he danced his way through the doors, leaving Levi with a.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 5f404c2 | Anyone who could disappear with three kids and leave no trace is a force to be reckoned with. I respected your mind from the beginning, but over the last few days, I've come to respect your heart as well. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 2d11515 | Please go outside. I really don't want to hurt you." Levi pulled up short. "No. Not toward me. To the door. The door!" She squealed, and Levi bounded forward, taking the stairs in a single leap. He threw the door wide and brought up his fists, ready to take on the unseen threat. "Get it off! Get it off!" She held her skirts away from her body and twisted her head to the side as if trying to put as much distance as possible between her and t.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 8e57615 | He could fit what he knew about women in a bullet casing and still have room for the gunpowder. | inspirational | Karen Witemeyer | |
| fdb1ca9 | Scripture instructs God's people to give our best to whatever task we turn our hands to, to conduct ourselves as if we work for the Lord himself, not for man. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 2a52fad | One who will offer you his coat when you're cold or cut you a bloom from his favorite rosebush just because he was thinkin' about ya while he worked. One who'll take your sass in good humor and sass you back when ya need it. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 19922bb | I don't want anyone hurt because I made a wrong choice, God. I need all the wisdom and guidance You can spare. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| e7a4889 | 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 called her name. Someone she knew. Jacob. He sounded far away. Surely he wouldn't mind if she just slipped back into the warm darkness for a little while. "Mollie Tate. Don't you dare leave me." Goodness, he sounded demanding. And worried. And per.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 49132cc | The friendly, welcoming smiles she had grown to love still made her breath catch, but he'd added a new weapon to his arsenal. A secret, intimate smile that reminded her of warm kisses and strong arms. It never failed to flush her cheeks and flutter her stomach. The man was an invalid in a dressing gown convalescing amid a mound of cushions on the parlor settee; yet when he smiled at her like that, he became masculinity personified. Gideon h.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| e409d39 | Hang in there, Mollie." Jacob's voice rumbled just beneath her ear. She tried to pick out his words as the darkness rose to claim her. "I'll patch you up, I swear it. Don't leave me, sweetheart. Please. I love you too much to lose you." | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 67b3e02 | I want to trust you that completely, her heart prayed, for she knew she didn't. She was a clinger, not a leaper. Once she found a safe branch, she grabbed on and held tight with every once of strength she had, terrified that if she let go, she'd plummet back to where she'd come from. She wanted to leap forward in faith, but her claws were to embedded. Something would have to shake her loose. And that prospect terrified her. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 42ed82e | It's been hours, son." Footsteps echoed in the room. "Let me sit with her for a few minutes while you go--" "I'm staying. I have to. I love her, Uncle Curtis." There were the words again. Only this time instead sounding like a promise, they sounded like torture. "I want to have a family. With Mollie." He paused. "With you, too." "Jacob." It seemed to be all Uncle Curtis could say. Mollie couldn't blame him. It was the only word she wanted t.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| d83878b | Scripture calls you a hiding place, a mighty tower, a shield to those who put their trust in you. Yet sometimes evil penetrates your defenses. Helen bit her lower lip. I never understood why. She lifted her chin and squinted at the sky. But deep in my soul, I believe you are good. I believe you are strong. And I believe that I don't have to understand everything. I just have to trust. So that's what I'm going to do. Trust you to take care o.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 79da70d | Jacob remained by Mollie's side throughout the night, clinging to her hand as well as to her vow. She wasn't going to leave him. She'd given her word, and Mollie never broke a promise. He prayed. He tended the cuts she'd suffered from the blackberry brambles when she'd fallen. The vines had grown entangled within a cedar's branches, and as best he could tell, she'd climbed the tree in order to reach the ripe berries that other pickers had l.. | Karen Witemeyer | ||
| 096ac4f | How had he managed to hitch himself to the one woman in all of creation who not only understood his past but stood ready to fight for his future? The miracle of it made his head spin. All he could do was thank God for antiquated laws and prejudiced council members. | Karen Witemeyer |