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Quotes About Jericho Barrons

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Karen Marie Moning
“He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
I do.
Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain...Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That's the hard thing.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“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 is one of the distinguishing characteristics between survivors and victims. Letting go of what was, to survive what is.”
Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Four: If you try to force yourself into my head, I will force myself into your pants.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Stop staring at my dick," he growled.

Oh, yes it was definitely an illusion. "Barrons loved me staring at his dick,"I informed it. "he would have been happy if I'd stared at his dick all day long, composing odes to its perfection.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Punch me."
"Don't be absurd."
"Come on, punch me, Barrons."
"I'm not punching you."
"I said, punch--OW!"
He decked me.”
Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning
“And here we go. She's bristling and my hackles go up. Bloody hell, I feel fangs coming on. Tell you what, Ms. Lane," Barrons said softly, "Anytime you want to have a conversation with me, leave the myriad issues you have with wanting to fuck me every time you look at me outside my cave, come on in, and see what you find. You might like it.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Even I don't know what you're doing, and I know everything.”
Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning
“I'm sorry your pretty little world got all screwed up, but everybody's does, and you go on. It's how you go on that defines you.”
Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Try a rocket launcher. Think maybe you could manage to hit me with that?”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“We're translating the Kama Sutra," Barrons said, with interactive aids.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“If he’d been any other man and i'd been any other girl, I’d have called the narrowing of his heavy-lidded dark eyes lust. But he was Barrons and I was Mac, and a blossoming of lust was about as likely as orchids blooming in Antarctica”
Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning
“For what other reason would you have me save you? Because I like you? Better to be useful than liked.”
Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning
“The four Keltar Druids brought their wives and children. They breed like it's their personal mission to populate their country in case somebody attacks again, as if anybody wants the bloody place.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“What I know, brother, is you break every goddamned rule for Mac.”
“Back at you, Ry. Difference is, I’ll help you do it.”
“Lor has never been Pri-ya.” Ryodan shakes his head in disgust. “The princess can’t turn us. Son of a bitch, Mac’s ass is—”
“Mine,” Barrons says flatly. “You will never go there. You have a problem with Mac, you work it out with me. I am her shield, I am her second fucking skin.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Why did the Lord Master take one look at you and leave? What are you, Barrons?”

“The one who will never let you die, and that’s more, Ms. Lane, than anyone in your life has ever been able to say to you. More than anyone else can do.”
Karen Marie Moning

Karen Marie Moning
“Leave it alone, I'm handling this," Barrons told Ryodan.
"I suggest you do a better job."
"And I suggest you go fuck yourself.”
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Like is an emotion. Emotions”—he raised a hand, made a fist, clenched it tightly—“are like holding water. You open your hand, there’s nothing there. Better to be a weapon than a woman.”
Karen Marie Moning

Karen Marie Moning
“I’m obsessed and addicted and ripped-down-raw in love with Jericho Barrons.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“I didn’t want to hide the memory from you. I wanted to cram it down your goddamn throat. I wanted to force you to face it, to want it, to want me, to be willing to fight for what was possible between us with the same single-minded devotion as you fucked. Well, Ms. Lane, you’ve got your precious memory back. Will you throw me away now?”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Then we’re on the same page. Same paragraph, same sentence,” I snapped. “Same bloody word,” he agreed flatly.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

Karen Marie Moning
“In bed, I steal moments of tenderness when sex has finally exhausted me to the point where I’m too bone weary to fret anymore about the enormous capacity for evil that’s taken up squatter’s rights inside me. I touch him, put all those things I don’t say into my hands as I trace the red and black tattoos on his skin, the sharp planes and hollows of his face, bury my hands in his dark hair. He watches me in silence when I do, eyes dark, unfathomable.

I sometimes wake up to find he’s pulled me close to him and is holding me, spooned into my back with his face in my hair, and those hands that don’t speak like mine don’t speak move over my skin and tell me I’m cherished, honored, seen.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Why should I let you take it?” “Because you owe me.” “Why do I owe you?” “Because I put up with you.”
Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

Karen Marie Moning
“There are currently three places to obtain food in Dublin, where the prices vary according to whim: Chester’s, the Fae, and the black market. If you ask me, they’re all black. Of course nobody does ask me because nobody sees me because I lay low all the time and I’ve got a boyfriend who isn’t much for talking.

I snort. I just thought of Jericho Barrons as my “boyfriend.” I doubt that cataclysm was ever a boy and he certainly can’t be called friendly.

It’s official. I’m losing it.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“He moves in, standing close without touching. He doesn’t need to. I sometimes think our atoms are so glad to see each other that they send little messengers back and forth, ferrying desire, strength, and love between the islands we are.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Where are you? Touch me.”
I slip my hand into his, and for a moment he just stands there, looking down at where I am, then he closes his eyes and laces strong fingers with mine. I hear exactly what he’s not saying in them: You better bring your ass back to me, woman.
I reply with mine, Always.
He laughs softly then somehow finds my face and kisses me, light and fast, and I taste him on my lips, need him again, hard and fast and soon.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“One minute you think you’ve got the world by the balls, the next minute you don’t know where the fuck the world’s balls are.”
“Sure I do,” I say irritably. “Right next to the world’s big fat hairy asshole, upon which I seem to be stuck in superglue lately, waiting for it to have its next case of explosive diarrhea.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Little testy tonight?”
“That woman’s boobs do not belong in your face.”
“It’s not as if I can see yours at the moment.”
“Well, you’re damn well going to feel them. Soon.”
“One hopes,” he murmurs.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

Karen Marie Moning
“Get your own fashion adviser,” Barrons growled. “Maybe I decided I like your style.” “Maybe you thought if you were more like me, she’d fuck you, too.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

Karen Marie Moning
“Your heels are damaging my rug. It’s an eighty-thousand-dollar rug.”

I say, “You like me in heels. Money doesn’t signify anymore. And at least I’m not burning holes in it.”

“A wiser woman wouldn’t remind me of that time. I’m still pissed about it.”
Karen Marie Moning, Burned

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