“Fine. Okay. I killed her. But I didn’t mean to. And I didn’t kill her, kill her.” “Oh, I see. As long… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“There are more balls in twenty feet of street here then there are in all of Dublin, and I'm proud to be… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Rule #1 in the Universe: the crap always hits the fan. It's the nature of crap. It's a fan magnet.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He looks at me, looks at my head, and his lips twitch like he's trying not to bust out laughing. "You don't… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“The more excited I get, the more I vibrate." "Now there's a thought," Lor says. "If you mean what I think you… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“With the Book hitching rides, hiding on people, guess we’re all going to be dressing like skanks for a while, huh? Skintight… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“You’ll never be just anything. A tsunami can never be ‘just’ a wave.” “Get off my chin.” “I like that about you.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Procrastinating is number one of my Stupid List. You still end up exactly where you didn't want to be, doing exactly what… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I thought you were disgusted by the people that come to my club.” “They’re still people.” He presses the button again. “If… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I figure the folks that are the most interesting get to go to heaven. I mean, if I was God, that’s who… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I know that when he has sex he laughs like the world is a perfect place. And when he did that, my… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I hear a guttural sound followed by a weak sigh and look back at the bodies. "I'm going to kill the kid,"… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Why did you laugh right before you lost consciousness.” “Death’s an adventure. I lived big. Rigor mortis makes your face stick. So,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Lor blows in like he was plastered to the other side of the door. "Escort the kid to clean the fuck up… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Stop. Vibrating." Ryodan plucks a paper out of the air and slaps it back down on his desk. I wonder if he… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I pinch the sentence's butt with my other hand and tug it from my skin like a leech, smack it back on… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I look up but don't spot him. "I take care of myself. I ain't living with nobody. Got my own digs. What… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Dani: Crank it up. Lets get this party started. *I hand Dancer my iPod.* Lor: What is this crap. Where the hell… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I’ve never paid any attention to time. Dancer says I’ve enjoyed a luxury most people never have. He hates clocks and watches… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Sloppy, Mega,” I mutter. I still can’t see. I wipe my bloody nose on my sleeve and reach out to feel what… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I smack myself in the forehead. “Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods, they’re not moving!” I exclaim. There’s a choking noise over… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“What does somebody like you want? More power? More toys? More sex?" "All of the above. All the time." "Greedy bugger." "Kid,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“A man steps out. Strong. Brilliant. Controlled. Predator. Unbreakable. He's everything I admire plus things I can't even put into words. I… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Ryodan doesn’t like Mac. He never has. She got between him and his best boy-bud. I give him a look. “I’ll tell… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Mac draws up short to keep from slamming into Barrons and her blonde hair swings back over her shoulder, brushing his face… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Kid, when will you learn.” “You’d be amazed the things I know.” “You might be able thrash your way out of a… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“One day, kid, you'll be willing to mortgage your fucking soul for somebody.” “I don't think you should say fucking around me.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“She loves. And she doesn't know how to pull it back when you have to, because sometimes you sure as feck have… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“You think you’re going to chain me to a wall then stand here and tell me why it’s okay that I am… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I can either be a victim—or a winner. Fuck victimhood. I don’t wear it well; it clashes with my wardrobe.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Ancient eyes had stared at me, filled with ancient grief. And something more. Something so alien and unexpected that I'd almost burst into tears.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Sometimes, Ms. Lane," he said, "one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“I think I’m under control, that I’ve stripped away all weaknesses. That committing to my mission has made me impervious. I’m wrong. The thought… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“Finally, someone had seen him. And what had he done? Let her get away. Undermined by his disgusting human anatomy. It had just been… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“Our sex is fierce. We will both be bruised. "I want it to always be like this," I tell him. "Try holding onto that… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
He’s so beautiful,” she said wistfully. “He’s like an angel.” “Yep,” I agreed flatly. “The one that fell. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
And when he did that, my hands curled into fists because I thought about touching his face like maybe I could catch joy in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“Flattered as I am that you count me among the beautiful people, Barrons, allow me to point out that I’m still alive. I encountered… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
