“Hawk?" He gazed up at her, still crouched on the floor, ready to pounce if she so much as moved an inch.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“ Ah, ka-lyrra, I look at you and you make me want to live a man's life with you. To wake with… — 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
“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
“What's not right about her, Farley?" she asked curiously. An annoyed humph. A few ahems, then a thoroughly miffed, "She's a fine… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“And if that hadn't been enough, the castle cat, obviously female and obviously in heat, had sashayed in, tail straight up and… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“She took several slow deep breaths, then, "Okay, what happened to my car?" "This is your car." "I may not know much… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Life was rich and full. She couldn't have asked for more. Well... actually... she amended with a little inner flinch, she could… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“The Hawk hired fifty harpers and jesters and taught them new songs. Songs about the puny fairy fool who had been chased… — 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
“Although Jillian had known what Grimm was before that moment, she was briefly immobilized by the sight of him. It was one… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Seventeen more days,” Jessi breathed wonderingly. “God, you must be climbing the . . . er, walls . . . or whatever’s… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Swallowing hard, she looked at him. He raised his eyes from the frothy concoction on his spoon at the precise moment she… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“As she watched, he examined the can intently, read the ingredients, then returned it to the shelf and chose another, repeating his… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Her shoes squished with the movement and, as she peered uncomprehendingly down at them, a tadpole emerged from the leg of her… — 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
“She had a hard time making herself let go and they waged a short, silent, silly little battle that he won, which… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“She'd found the creature she'd seen tonight: Adam Black. The earliest accounts of it were sketchy, descriptions of its various glamours, warnings… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“No new beginnings. Damn it, it shouldn’t bother her! But it did. She tried to turn away, but his hand flashed out… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I swear," she babbled hastily, "I won't tell a soul. I don't care. It's okay with me if you have them. I… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“As she entered the room, she halted abruptly. "Oh, my," she murmured. Somehow she'd managed to forget there were three men in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He is raw sex in a bottle, uncorked. And somebody needs to cork it!” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“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
“ Hunger for me, ka-lyrra, he thought silently, get addicted to me. I will be both venom and antidote, your poison and… — 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
“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
