“I had no idea how it knew, but it knew I knew, and I knew it, and there was no point in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Lose the pessimism, Ms. Lane,” Barrons said when I informed him of my thoughts. “It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Unpredictable as a hungry lion, he might be feared by everyone else, but he never ripped out my throat, only licked me,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I couldn't imagine Jericho Barrons as a child, going to school, face freshly scrubbed, hair neatly combed, lunch box in hand. He'd… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Why have you chosen to spare me?” “I want us to be…what is your word? Friends.” “Psychotic rapists don’t have friends.” “I… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“It’s all black and white to you, isn’t it?” “Gray is but another word for light black. Gray is never white. Only… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
I didn’t ask. Some things are better left unsaid. He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“The key to resisting Voice," Barrons instructed, "is finding that place inside you no one else can touch. "You mean the sidhe… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I’m heir to the “sex is just sex” generation and I hate it. Not only friends have sex, people who don’t like… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Did you fuck him?” “Ah!” I yelled. “Of course not!” I rubbed my face with both hands and kept it buried there… — 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 must have stood there for five minutes trying to talk myself into opening it. The unknown is a vast paralyzing limbo.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Although it may not seem like it, this isn’t a story about darkness. It’s about light. Kahlil Gibran says Your joy can… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“ I’ll give you until nine P.M. tomorrow to get the bloody hell out of this country and out of my way.… — 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
“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
It's hard to say what makes the mind piece things together in a sudden lightning flash. I've come to hold the human… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He was standing right behind us, the epitome of stillness, one hand on the back of the sofa, dark hair slicked back… — 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 Image
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 Image
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
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 Image
“He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
