The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest Quotes

“He had danced with fair maidens before, but Odette was different. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was something in her eyes and in the things she said, an intelligence and a boldness that belied her quiet demeanor.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“The world needs more people like you, Odette." She smiled to lighten the mood."And you, Jorgen Hortman.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“She was so beautiful when she smiled, but now was not the time to tell her so.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“He wanted to ask her what she was thinking, but he decided to just enjoy the soft, sweet look on her face. She probably wouldn’t tell him anyway—or”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Her heart stuttered. She swallowed and pushed back the longing to throw her arms around him. “I do want to marry Jorgen Hartman”—she wrenched her gaze from Jorgen and turned to the margrave—“with all my heart, but I do not accept him to escape punishment or to escape marrying someone I do not love. I accept him because he is the best man I have ever known. He is good and kind and honest. He is exactly the kind of man I would wish to marry. I may not be worthy of him, but I love him.” She”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“My lord,” she said quickly, “I must first ask a question. Why would you have your forester marry me? Should you not allow him to choose?” “He has already chosen.” The margrave’s voice was cool and expressionless. “He wishes to marry you. And I wish to grant him his desire—if you are as worthy as he thinks you are.” Jorgen was still red faced, but he was staring at her with that vulnerable look she could never resist, the look that was melting her heart. “Marry me, Odette.” Her”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“I suggest you marry Jorgen Hartman. In fact, I strongly suggest it.” Odette looked at Jorgen. He looked back at her. By his wide eyes and open mouth, he had not expected the margrave to say that any more than she had. She”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“She couldn’t seem to stop staring at Jorgen and his blue-green eyes. He made her feel so safe and protected. She couldn’t ever remember feeling that way with anyone else.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“banns.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Because love was the best reason of all.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“You take the breath from my chest, you are so beautiful.” “Thank you.” The look in his eyes was everything she could have wanted.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Jorgen stood and held his hand out to her. She took it and he pulled her to her feet. The pained-but-hopeful look in her blue eyes made his heart expand and fill his chest.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“He leaned down and kissed her, harder than he meant to, and when he pulled away, her eyes were still closed, as if she hadn’t wanted the kiss to end. His heart skipped. Three weeks. Just three more weeks.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“When can we marry?” She sounded breathless. Was she so eager? His breath hitched again. “The margrave said I should take my lawless young woman to wife as soon as possible.” He squeezed her tighter and she laughed, a soft sound. “Are you sure you are able to keep me from being lawless?” She pulled away and looked up at him. “I believe I am.” There was a dangerous glint in her eye.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“She nestled against his chest in the sweetest way, making his breath hitch in his throat. He hugged her close, brushing his cheek against her silky hair.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“She slipped her arms around his back. The invitation in her eyes was too much to resist. Pulling her closer, he kissed her. Oh,”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“As she held on to him and leaned against his side, she couldn’t seem to stop sighing. Or smiling. Or reliving his kisses. He”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Are you sure you want to marry me?” Odette asked. He tilted her face up and kissed her again. “Yes.” Her”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“His nearness, his touch, his smell, and the lingering feeling of his lips on hers all combined to make her heart soar. How was it possible to feel so free when she was about to be married, to belong to someone forever?”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“They stood still, their hearts beating close together, not speaking, waiting for their rapid breathing to slow. As”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“When he pulled away, he looked into her eyes, then kissed her again, as if he needed one more sip. But then he needed another, and another, his hands coming up to cradle her face. Soon she was quite dizzy. She held on tighter, choosing not to tell him she needed to sit down until her knees stopped shaking. He”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“JORGEN KISSED HER like a man dying of thirst and she was the only source of water. He took her breath away. Odette was transported to a place that was above the earth, above the clouds, floating higher and higher. She was marrying Jorgen Hartman. When”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“As soon as they were out of sight of the margrave, she turned to him in the dimly lit corridor, slipped her arms around his neck, and before she could close her eyes, he was kissing her.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“A new husband and wife need a home. And now I insist you take to wife this lawless young woman as quickly as may be.” Odette”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“He went to help her dismount. Odette held on to him. She didn’t meet his eyes, and she did not remove her hands from his shoulders. Instead, she seemed to be staring at his chest. Then her hands slipped around his neck and she pressed her face into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her. Was she crying? She wasn’t shaking or making any weeping sounds. “I know I have no right,” she whispered. He stroked her hair and squeezed her shoulder. When she pulled away, he felt his heart wrench. But he let her go. Odette”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Stand aside.” Jorgen pushed past Mathis. “What do you think you are—?” Mathis halted his objection as Jorgen threw back the sheet and slid his arms under her. He lifted her easily and carried her past Mathis and Rutger, who stood with their mouths open. He carried her through the narrow corridor of their house and through the front door. He knelt beside the litter attached to Mathis’s horse and laid her down so tenderly, something inside her chest seemed to break. She”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Thank you for saving my life.” His voice was rough and thick, and his throat bobbed. Her heart thumped against her chest. As he leaned over her, oh, how she wished he would kiss her. But”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“She stared down at her folded hands in her lap, her lips parted in a way that made his heart pound against his chest at the thought of kissing them. He”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“He sat down, his eyes locked on hers. Although his gaze did stray to her lips, if he was honest with himself, and he did think about kissing her. But then he locked on to her eyes again. She”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“He suddenly wanted to take her and run away, to go where the margrave would never find her.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest