“All I can think is: His head is gone and I don’t know how to merge with the Book. ” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid? — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“We Irish know how to make the most of the times of plenty, for sure enough they'll be famine again.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Evil is a completely different creature, Mac. Evil is bad that believes it's good. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“The good guys and bad guys aren’t as easy to tell apart as I used to think they were. You can’t look… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exsist in a place that is beyond all… — 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
“A Seelie. A fucking prince,” Lor said. “He’s got a couple hundred more Seelie from a dozen different castes waiting outside. Threatening… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
