Dreamfever (Fever #4)

by Karen Marie Moning

I’m gonna give Barrons my virginity one day.

Roflmbo.

She nodded. “I’m gonna give one of ‘em my virginity one day.” She preened.

Roflmbo Dani is a HOOT!

that, although our parents adored us and would do anything for us, they loved each other more. As far as I was concerned, that was the way it should be. Kids grow up, move on, and find a love of their own. The empty nest shouldn’t leave parents grieving. It should leave them ready and excited to get on with living their own adventure,

So true

There are two kinds of verbal honey a Southern woman can slather on her words when she feels like it: the kind that attracts flies, melts men’s hearts, and firms up all their other parts, or the kind that makes a man want to curl up and die.

Roflmbo. Oh honey. You sure got that right.

doesn’t belong to the Fae. The Dreaming is far older and belongs to no one. It’s where all hopes, fantasies, illusions, and nightmares of sentient beings come to be or go to rest,

Interesting

I stared at the psychopath’s face. It had once been Derek O’Bannion.

Oh My God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Isla O’Connor.

Hmmm got to look more into that

No one knew who Isla’s father was. My grandmother, Patrona O’Connor—Nana’s

“Are there other O’Connors, besides me?” Nana snorted. “Eire’s full ‘o ‘em. Distant kin. Nary a line as potent as Patrona’s.”

The six most potent sidhe-seers lines began to grow stronger again: the Brennans, the O’Reillys, the Kennedys, the O’Connors, the MacLoughlins, and the O’Malleys. Each house was producing daughters with gifts awakening sooner, developing more quickly.

Hidden places within the abbey. Dark temptations. A book of great magic. Two prophecies. “Two?” I exclaimed. “Aye. One promised hope. One pledged blight upon the earth and more. Both hinged upon a single thing.”

“Heard tell ‘twas aided by one in the highest circle.” She gave me a sad look. “Some say yer mam.”

An ancient sect called the Draghar raised it once,

Feral crimson eyes watched me from beyond a pile of savaged bodies.

Could this be Barrons?

The person I’d helped kill. Now I’d lost everything.

No no no. Don't you dare end here!