karent

“I see the first flicker of warmth in his eyes, and I understand something then. At some point, if I continued using dark power and went fully dark— I’d join you in hell. Black eyes flash crimson. And I’d prefer not to. So, toe the motherfucking line, and don’t make me cross it, Ms. Lane.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kingdom of Shadow and Light

“Your wish, my command, MacKayla.” He smiled. “Shall we spend tomorrow at the beach together?”
Barrons moved beside me. “She’s busy tomorrow.”
“Are you busy tomorrow, MacKayla?”
“She’s working on old texts with me.”
V’lane gave me a pitying look. “Ah. Old texts. A banner day at the bookstore.”
“We’re translating the Kama Sutra,” Barrons said, “with interactive aids.”
I almost choked. “You’re never around during the day.”
“Why is that?” V’lane was the picture of innocence.
“I’ll be around tomorrow,” Barrons said.
“All day?” I asked.
“The entire day.”
“She will be naked on a beach with me.”
“She’s never been naked in a bed with you. When she comes, she roars.”
“I know what she sounds like when she comes. I have given her multiple orgasms merely by kissing her.”
“I’ve given her multiple orgasms by fucking her. For months, fairy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“The only question of any significant emotive content is: can you live without it?”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“R-E-G-R-E-T. I can spell that word now. Raw. Endless. Grief. Raining. Eternal. Tears. That’s what regret is.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Feversong