Kiss of the Highlander Quotes

“If aught must be lost, ‘twill be my honor for yours. If one must be forsaken, ‘twill be my soul for yours. Should death come anon, ‘twill be my life for yours. I am Given.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“His heavy-lidded gaze reflected a languor that had nothing to do with having just awakened, and there was no doubt what was on his mind. But this is no safe cherry picker, Gwen thought, growing more concerned by the moment.
This man looks like a cherry tree chopper-downer.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Then you will simply have to see for yourself. Touch me, lass. Feel my ...sock." His silver gaze sizzled with challenge, as he unzipped his zipper.

Uh-uh." She shook her head for added emphasis.

Then find me a pair of trews that doona threaten to sever my manparts.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Dishonesty increases disorder exponentially. It's hard enough to communicate when you're telling the truth.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“What have you stuffed in your pants, MacKeltar?" she demanded.
"Nothing that wasn't God-given," he replied stiffly.
Gwen stared. "There's no way that's part of you. You must have gotten a sock or something stuck. Oh, my." She pried her gaze from his groin.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“He looked as if he'd stepped straight off the cover of one of those romance novels she ordered from Amazon.com so she didn't have to be embarassed by some supercilious male clerk in the bookstore.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“You have splendid breasts, lass," he purred, cupping the plump mounds. "Splendid," he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them.

-Drustan to Gwen”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Gwen smiled and asked hopefully, "Is there coffee again this morning?"
Silvan put his book down and glanced absently at Gwen. His gaze dropped to her cleavage, and a single white brow shot up. He blinked several times.
"There certainly is," Nell said, circling the table.
She stopped behind Gwen and draped a linen cloth over her shoulders, so it tumbled from her neck like a bib.
"Peel yer eyes off the lass's breasts," Nell said sweetly to Silvan.

Gwen turned twenty shades of red, sneaked a hand beneath the bib, and tugged at her bodice, trying to jiggle them back down a little. Mortified, she devoted her attention to eyeing the medieval dining ware-plates and goblets made of heavy silver, a fat spoon and broad knife, and heavy blue bowls.

"She's the one who fluffed them up," Silvan protested indignantly. "I didn't mean to look, but they were ... so ... there. Like trying not to see the sun in the sky."
Nell arched a brow and circled round the table again.
"I hardly think 'twas ye she fluffed 'em for, was it lass?" Gwen glanced up and gave an embarrassed shake of her head.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Drustan raked a hand through his hair and fumbled in the dark for the door. When it didn't budge, a part of him was unsurprised. Yet another part of him met the fact with a kind of glad resignation.
She wanted battle? Battle she would get. It would be a pleasure to have it out with her finally. Once he'd ripped the door from the framing, he would exact vengeance upon her wee body with gleeful abandon. No more honorable I-won't-touch-you-because-I'm-betrothed. Nay he'd touch her. Any damn place and any damn way he wanted to. As many times as he wanted to. Until she begged and whimpered beneath him. She'd been trying to drive him mad? Well, he was giving in to it. He would act like the animal she made him feel like being. The hell with Anya, the hell with duty and honor, the hell with discipline. He needed to tup. Her. Now.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“By ten o'clock she thought he might soon be ready to talk. He'd threatened, blustered, even tried to sweet-talk her. Then the bribery had begun. He'd let her live if she let him out immediately. He'd give her three horses, two sheep, and a cow. He'd give her a pouch of coin, three horses, two sheep, not just a cow but a milking cow, and set her up anywhere in England, if she would just leave his castle and not bother him again for the rest of his life. The only offer/threat that had perked her momentary interest was when he'd shouted that he was going to "toop her 'til her bonny legs fell off."

She should be so lucky.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“...When a man first awakens, it sometimes takes several moments before he starts thinking clearly."

"And here I thought it took several years, perhaps a lifetime for the average man's intellect to kick in.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“My trews may be soft, lass, he thoughts, but what's in them isn't.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Let's get something straight, MacKeltar. I am not going home with you. I am not going to bed with you, and I am not wasting one more moment arguing with you."
"I promise not to mock you when you change your mind, lass.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“That's impossible," Gwen gasped. "The fastest I've ever run on a treadmill was ten and a half minutes and I nearly died. And it was only one mile. I had to rest for hours and eat chocolate to revive myself.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“I'm taller than my father, and taller than two of the stones at Ban Drochaid."
"I meant in feet," she clarified. Speaking of the mundane gave her a measure of calm.
He eyed his boots a moment and appeared to be doing some rapid calculations.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Aw, kiss him, Gwen, clamored a hundred perky eggs. Shut up, she rebuked. We don't even know him, and until moments ago we thought he was dead. That's no way to start a relationship.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Daily her tactics grew more sly and underhanded. Last night the audacious wench had picked the lock to his
chamber! Because he'd had the foresight to barricade the door with a heavy armoire, she'd then gone to his door in
the corridor and picked that lock. He'd been forced to escape out the window. Halfway down he'd slipped, crashed the last fifteen feet to the ground, and landed in a prickly bush. Since he'd not had time to don his trews, his
manly parts had taken the brunt of his abrupt entry into the bush, putting him in a foul mood indeed.
The wench sought to unman him before his long-anticipated wedding night.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“The running pants were tolerable, Drustan decided, relieved. The blue trews had clearly been a torture device and would have strangled a man's seed. Mayhap men were fashioned differently in her time. He hadn't seen one other bulge out there on the street; mayhap they all had wee carrots in their trews.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“When Drustan reached the bottom step, she flung herself into his arms.
He swung her up into his embrace and kissed her hungrily. By the time he'd finished, she was gasping for air and laughing.
"My turn?" Dageus teased.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“It's not enough just to buy condoms, Cassidy; you have to use them.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“I'd teach them to read and to dream and to look at the stars and wonder. I'd teach them the value of imagination. I'd teach them to play every bit as hard as they worked. And I'd teach them that all the brains in the world can't compensate for love.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Gwen Cassidy needed a man.
Desperately.
Failing that, she'd settle for a cigarette.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Grief shared was grief lessened.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Whether he knew it or not, it was her Drustan, damn it all, just a month and five centuries younger.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“There are no coincidences in this world... You must see with the eagle's eye. You must detach, lift above a conundrum, and map the terrain of it. Everything happens for a reason, if you can but discern the pattern.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door.
"No," she said irritably.
"And a purple shirt.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“Love hath no pride.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“If you control the cause you own the effect. If you don't, events will unfold like dominoes toppling and you will have no one to blame but yourself.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“She glanced rapidly between them, blinking and hoping her double vision would go away. They were glaring at each other. Would they fight? If she saw her own double she probably be tempted to punch it once or twice. Especially today. For being so stupid.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander