Quotes from Karen Marie Moning

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When you were too young and naïve to see the risks, I incurred your wrath to protect you. Scream at me for it if you must. Thank me for it when you finally grow up.

Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.

Stay the fuck out of my head!" Fuck. There's a word I understand. "Yes, please.

Just one time....When you know who I am. Let me be your man." ~ JZB

He wasn't handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted.

I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn't deserve white, and I was sick of black.

Ryodan says softly, "Holy strawberries, Dani, we're in a jam." I look at him like he's sprouted two heads. Holy strawberries? In a jam? Even Barrons looks stumped. He continues, "But don't worry. Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods—you really butchered that one, by the way—I've got it in the bag. How about this one: holy borrowing bibliophile, let's book.

Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.

He doesn't beat me," I said irritably. "I'd kill him if he did." "She would. She has a temper. Stubborn, too. But we're working on that, aren't we, Ms. Lane?

Women have been repeating the same mistake since time began: falling for a man's potential. We rarely see it the same way, and even more rarely care to achieve it.

The real thinkers of the world aren't the best dressed. Staying on top of the latest fashions, accessorizing, and presenting oneself is time consuming. It takes a lot of effort, energy and concentration to be incessantly happy and perfectly groomed. You meet somebody like that- ask yourself what they're running from.

He's so beautiful," she said wistfully. "He's like an angel." "Yep," I agreed flatly. "The one that fell.

Barrons." I hastily shoved the phone between the cushions. Ms. Lane." He inclined his dark head. You tattooed me, you bastard." I got right to the point.

If only [love] could be turned off. It's not a faucet. Love's a bloody river with level-five rapids. Only a catastrophic act of nature or a dam has any chance of stopping it- and then only succeeds in diverting it. Both measures are extreme and change the terrain so much you end up wondering why you bothered. No landmarks to gauge your position when it's done. Only way to survive is to devise new ways to map out life.

There's nothing I can't live with. Only things I won't live without.

Don't lose yourself to anger. It's gasoline. You can burn it as fuel, or you can use it to torch everything you care about and end up standing on a scorched battlefield, with everybody dead, even you-only your body doesn't have the good grace to quit breathing

I'm not going anywhere until you're safe," Christian says to me, real quiet. "Isn't that quaint. The chivalrous Unseelie prince with the dick of death," Ryodan mocks.

Those who were so long imprisoned in ice and darkness seem to find the sunlight jarring, painful. The longer I walk around with this grief inside me, the more I understand that. It's as if sunshine is a slap in the face that says, Look, the world's all bright and shiny! Too bad you're not.

Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.

What is the greater good but tyranny's chameleon?

The paranoid one's wards are still active. They keep me several feet from the building." "But not his car," I said, a smile tugging at my lips. Barrons would go nuts if he knew that V'lane had touched his Viper. And stretched out on it nude? He'd have an aneurysm.

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

I'm the one who will always watch over you. Always be there to fuck you back to your senses when you need it, the one who will never let you die.