Quote by Karen Robards Download Open image ““Over my dedad body, was his first thought. His second? No, over Carl's.”” — Karen Robards ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Over my dead body was his first thought. His second? No, Over Carls.” — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
“It was hard to see where he was going, and he was careful not to damage the camera, so expensive that his father made… — Kevin Wilson Copy Share Image
“For a moment Carl tried to picture everything in his mind, and then it happened. Somewhere inside of him, where cause and effect were… — Jussi Adler-Olsen Copy Share Image
“After a while Carl asked him, “How does it make you feel that those politicians have so much while you have so little?” The… — Harlan Wolff Copy Share Image
“I put my arms around a trunk and squeezed it, then I lay down on my father's grave.” — Sharon Olds Copy Share Image
“I ate the evidence he’d been murdered. What Carl called “Kevin,” I called dinner.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“But as his dad always told him, wish in one hand and crap in the other. See which fills up first.” — L.T. Ryan Copy Share Image
“What went on in that head of his? I would soon come to understand that he gave voice to only a fraction of the… — Karen Thompson Walker Copy Share Image
“My father would never object. He might make a face at first, then take it back.” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
My books are about ordinary people caught up in extraordinary situations. — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
I love 'The Guardian' series. Bianca St. Ives is one of my favorite heroines ever, and the combination of action, suspense, and romance makes… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
The year I turned 16, I spent the weeks before Christmas dropping hints to my parents about how much I wanted - no, needed… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
“He smiled then, a slow smile that sent the blood racing through her veins. Lora felt the throbbing inside her intensify until she was… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
To move up to hardcover is a way of getting more attention for my books. It means a lot to me: It means my… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
I write to please me, and I've been very lucky. It's like playing baseball. You just keep swinging, and eventually you get a hit. — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
“Lora followed his eyes to the subject of their conversation. He was such a masculine man, tall and strong and sure of himself, cocky… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
You look beautiful sitting there spitting at me like a she-cat. All I have to do is look at you, and I lust. I'm… — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
