It's A Sin To Hate,

Trouble Follows You Like A Shadow, Gillian. You're Prone To Injuries. I Swear To God, If A Tree Decided To Fall Right Now, It Would Find Your Head To Land On." "oh, For Heaven's Sake," She Muttered. "i'll Admit That I Have Had A Run Of Bad Fortune, But—" He Wouldn't Let Her Continue. "a Run Of Bad Fortune? Since I've Known You, You've Been Beaten, Stabbed And Now Shot With An Arrow. If This Keeps Up, You'll Be Dead In Another Month

Every Man Has A Weakness," He Patiently Explained. "i'll Find Theirs, I Promise You." "every Man?" "yes," He Answered Emphatically. His Hand Moved To The Back Of Her Neck. Twisting Her Curls Around His Fist, He Jerked Her Head Back. His Face Loomed Over Hers, His Breath Warm And Sweet As He Stared Down Into Her Eyes. "what Is Your Weakness, Brodick?" She Asked. "you.

A Woman Can't Do Anything About Her Appearance. Either She's Pretty Or She Isn't. But Her Character Is Quite Another Matter.

She Wished She Could Understand Her Reaction To Him. Why, Her Heart Was Pacing A Wild Beat Again. Madelyne Dared A Quick Look Up And Found Duncan Was Watching Her Intently. He Looked So Handsome. She Wanted Him To Be Ugly.

I Will Find Her." "and When You Do?" Roger Asked. "i Will Make Her Mine," The Warrior Answered In A Hard, Determined Voice. "she Will Be Mine." The Vow Was Made.