Quote by Karen Marie Moning

“You want more of me, don't you, Barrons? I got under your skin deep. I hope you got addicted to me. I was a…

— Karen Marie Moning

“He was standing right behind us, the epitome of stillness, one hand on the back of the sofa, dark hair slicked back from his…

— Karen Marie Moning

“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

“You're the wildcard Mac. I've thought that since the beginning. This thing thinks you're epic. So do I. -Barrons”

— Karen Marie Moning

“I couldn't imagine Jericho Barrons as a child, going to school, face freshly scrubbed, hair neatly combed, lunch box in hand. He'd surely been…

— Karen Marie Moning

“Who's the little girl?" Don't speak, Barrons had told me on the way there, no matter what anyone says. I don't care how pissed…

— Karen Marie Moning

Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off." Mac: "The child?" I gasped

— Karen Marie Moning

“I was no longer sexually vulnerable to the death-by-sex Fae Prince. Jericho Barrons was my poison now.”

— Karen Marie Moning

“He’s intense, quite volatile, incredibly self-assured and extremely rich. Oh, and he’s wild in the sex department. But that’s all I know. I don’t…

— Jodi Ellen Malpas

“It called to him, a sweet heady beacon of femininity, fertility, and fuckability. His three favorite f-words.”

— Christine Warren

“He was the kind of guy who dragged you out of the lake, shoved you down on the ground, growling and groping you, telling…

— Madeline Sheehan

“You think he has some bomb defusing MacGyver contraption cooked up that involves lube, condoms, and a paper clip?”

— Stephani Hecht