I go inside my head and become that other me, the one I don't tell anybody about. The observer... I live in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
I’m asking the questions tonight.” One day I was going to write a book: How to Dictate to a Dictator and Evade… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can't breathe around it and you realize you don't need… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
They loved so intensely that moments of their life have been etched into the very fabric of the mansion. Some say the… — 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
Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?” Barrons asked, watching me carefully. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand… — 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
