No Greater Glory Quotes

“Forever and always you’re mine,” he said.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I’ve thought of little else except loving you.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I’m finished playing games with you. Climb up on that damn horse right now or you’ll be straddling mine.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“Look. I know this type of woman. I grew up surrounded by a passel of them just like her. My mother. My sister. Surely you realize she’ll expect more than you’re willing to give. She’s all about babies and doilies and serving up little tea cakes. Letting you have your way with her and then watching you ride off into the sunset ain’t part of her plan.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“Reece narrowed his eyes, then leaned from the saddle toward her. “I’ve decided to return the horses I confiscated from you. You remember that day, don’t you?” He rubbed an imaginary spot on his cheek where she’d slapped him that long-ago morning. Emaline blushed. “Oh yes, Colonel Cutteridge. I remember that day very well. In fact, you thought to kiss me in broad daylight in my own study, much to my chagrin.” Tears flooded her eyes. Couldn’t he see she needed to touch him, needed to tell him in a million different ways how much she loved him? He straightened, instead. “Yes, that I did, and don’t regret doing so for one moment.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“And then she spotted Reece riding alongside the magnificent column. He guided his buckskin toward her, reining Saguaro to a stop beside the front steps. “Is this the Shapinsay Plantation, ma’am?” he asked, his eyes shadowed beneath the brim of his slouch hat. An odd flutter raced through Emaline’s chest. “Oh you. Where did you…?” she stammered, searching for words, but her voice stuck in the back of her throat. A devilish gleam lit his eyes. “What, my love? No rifle this time?”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“And now, in her grief-stricken state, she realized she’d at last lost her mind. Then a familiar grin tipped the corner of his mouth upward. The richness of his voice crashed over her, filling every crevice of Emaline’s parched and lonely soul. “I promised you I’d come back.” A split-second later, amid a whoosh of brocade, she crumpled to the floor in a dead faint.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“It didn’t matter whether she still wanted him or not…he wanted her. And he’d lived every agonizing minute of the past year in anticipation of just this moment. A smile quirked his lips. Oh yes, before this night moved into a new dawning for them both, he would make his Angel want him all over again. And she would know exactly how much he loved her. Reece turned the knob and entered the house.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“And did I mention she’s so beautiful in the moonlight, she’ll take your breath away?” Jackson’s brow arched. “Your sister?” “No, you jackal. My ranch. Look, all I’m asking is for you to think about this. You can let me know later if you’re interested. Make me a fair offer and she’s yours.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You’re my world now.” He shook her to drive home his words. “Never forget this, Emmy. When the war’s over, I’ll come back to you. I promise this with my life.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You’ve given me a reason to live again, to love again…and I do love you, Emmy. I’m begging you to give me a reason to return.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You stupid wench. You’ll move when I say so.” Eager fingers fumbled at the buttons on his pants. “You’re gonna like this ’cause you ain’t never had a real man—” A cocking revolver resonated through the hazy stable. Blue sliced his gaze toward the entrance. Sunlight poured around a tall form silhouetted in the doorway. “As a matter of fact, she has. Me.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“His voice slid out on a rough-edged plea. “Make me yours, sweet Angel,” he murmured into the curve of her mouth.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I would never knowingly hurt you, Emaline. Surely to God, you know this by now.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You’ve avoided me for days.” His voice scraped across the room. “Now I want to know why.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“He cares for you a great deal, Miz Emaline. You sure you want to keep avoidin’ him like dis?” “I’m sure,” she replied.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“Three days had passed since he’d last spoken to Emaline. Irritation clawed a hole through his patience. “Where the hell is she?” he growled. “She’s busy,” the woman retorted. “She’s not that busy.” He ground out the words, harsh and low, and threw them toward Euley. “Tell me where she is right now.” “I was told to bring up da food an’ if’n you eat everythin’, den I’s to get you up to walk dis evenin’.” “I don’t want to eat or walk. I want to see her.” “Yes, Colonel, I know what you’s wantin’, only I don’t know what else to say.” She shifted the tray closer and reached behind his head to plump his pillows. “I was told to bring up da supper an’ dat’s all I’m doin’. Now if’n you don’t want to eat, then I’ll just be taking it back down stairs wif me.” Euley leveled her head and stared into his eyes. Hers narrowed into determined slits. “You get to make da choice, Colonel. Now pick.” “I haven’t seen her for three days. Is she ill?” The disturbing thought banished his selfish disappointment. “No, she’s just busy.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You know you’re an integral part of me now, don’t you?”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“His eyes opened wider. “You’re my angel,” he whispered. Emaline smiled at him, smoothing her hand over his head. “I’m glad I’m your angel.” The whole time she administered to his wounds, he watched her. Even when she poured medicine down his throat, he continued to stare up at her, even when the pain flowed over him and he moaned aloud; when the tears slipped from the corners of his dark eyes, he still refused to close them.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“War is cruel,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Wickedly cruel. And pain-filled. May God forgive those who’ve started this nightmare for they surely didn’t foresee such madness.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I spent the years since my wife’s death running from my miserable life. That’s the damnable truth of it all.” He stared at his white-knuckled fingers wrapping the side of the wagon. “My ranch, my stock, everything I owned meant nothing. I went through the motions of living.” Reece scanned the encampment again. “And then this war came along and I buried my pain under the mantle of command. Giving orders gave me the outlet I needed to ignore the detestable void. And it worked perfectly until that little hellion in there pointed her rifle at me and pulled the goddamned trigger.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“Ooohweee, will you just listen to that perfect Virginny drawl, boys. Ain’t no doubt this here’s a real-live Reb.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“My Dearest Emaline, Please forgive me for my behavior last night. I am so sorry I hurt you. You did not deserve such callous treatment. I know you don’t understand the responsibilities that I face, and unfortunately, they far outweigh any personal feelings or desires I possess. I hope one day you will come to understand this and find it in your heart to forgive me. Inside the case is a collection of medical supplies, including several potent drugs. Doc has assured me these will help your brother regain his strength. And contrary to what you now believe, I do hope he recovers. I will never forget you or the courage you have displayed. The brief time we spent together will forever remain in my heart. I am eternally in your debt, Reece”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I’m more than a handful, aren’t I?” she muttered, her mouth thinning. “A handful?” The corner of his mouth lifted. “No. You’re more like a damn bucketful of trouble.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“She’s earned every damn dollar without once spreading her legs, and if I hear another word about her from that grimy hole you call a mouth, I promise it’ll be the last thing you say. Do we understand each other?”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“And for your information, you moronic bastard, Mrs. McDaniels is far from being a whore. She’s the strongest woman I’ve ever met, and I will not allow you or anyone else to besmirch her good name. You got that?”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“I haven’t made you suffer one damn bit. Good God, woman, I’m trying to protect you! There’s nothing you can do to change the course of this war. Nothing. And trying to prevent the inevitable is not only dangerous, it’s ludicrous. I don’t want you hurt too.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“You’ve suffered little in your life, sweetheart.” She attempted to snap back, but he cut her off with a surge forward. His gaze bored into hers. “Five years ago, I returned from a horse drive to find my father murdered, staked out and tortured to death. A slow and suffering demise, you can be sure.” His voice dropped lower. “The Apache brutally beat my mother. Her suffering lasted days before she died in my arms. But Jenny? No, my Jenny wasn’t nearly as fortunate.” He paused only long enough to draw breath. “I spent two agonizing days tracking those bloody butchers and when I finally found my wife, the sonsofbitches had raped her, scalped her, and then staked her out for the coyotes and wild boars to enjoy. And you think you’ve suffered?” His guttural laugh ended in a painful growl. “You’re whining over pigs and corn and flattened flower beds and calling it agony. I’ve no patience left for your drivel.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“Contrary to what you think, Mrs. McDaniels, I’ve been extremely patient with you. Remember, you did try to shoot me.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory

“The next time you aim a damn weapon at anyone, woman, I’d suggest you make sure it’s properly loaded.”
― Cindy Nord, No Greater Glory