“She'd had her way, and had the top--the third time--informing him he was her 'own private playground'.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“And he would never have instructed her to tell his past self such a story and expected himself to believe it.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Whether he knew it or not, it was her Drustan, damn it all, just a month and five centuries younger.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“ My trews may be soft, lass, he thoughts, but what's in them isn't. ” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I'm taller than my father, and taller than two of the stones at Ban Drochaid ." "I meant in feet," she clarified.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“What was she going to do with two Drustans? A kinky part of her proposed something unmentionable and rather fascinating. Really, if… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“ Aw, kiss him, Gwen, clamored a hundred perky eggs. Shut up, she rebuked. We don't even know him, and until moments… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Finally, Dageus finished, and she heard Gwen and Chloe say simultaneously, breathlessly, "Oh, my God ." Gabby opened her eyes. Drustan had… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Drustan raked a hand through his hair and fumbled in the dark for the door. When it didn't budge, a part of… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“She was tipping her head back to inquire, when two men entered the great hall and the question flew right out of… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“By ten o'clock she thought he might soon be ready to talk. He'd threatened, blustered, even tried to sweet-talk her. Then the… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Mister MacKeltar," Drustan corrected for the umpteenth time, with a this-is-really-wearing-thin-but-I'm-determined-to-be-patient smile. No matter how many times he told Farley that he… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Daily her tactics grew more sly and underhanded. Last night the audacious wench had picked the lock to his chamber! Because he'd… — 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
