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“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

“I didn鈥檛 ask. Some things are better left unsaid.
He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him.
Never will.
He lives.
I breathe.
I want. Him. Always.
Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever.
Later we would go to bed, and when he rose over me, dark and vast and eternal, I鈥檇 know joy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Hope strengthens. Fear kills.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Although it may not seem like it, this isn鈥檛 a story about darkness. It鈥檚 about light. Kahlil Gibran says Your joy can fill you only as deeply your sorrow has carved you. If you鈥檝e never tasted bitterness, sweet is just another pleasant flavor on your tongue. One day I鈥檓 going to hold a lot of joy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“Had he stood outside my door as I'd stood outside his, fists at his sides, lips drawn back? Did it have him as bad as it had me? Was it eating at him, gnawing at him with the same sharp vicious little teeth that wouldn't let me sleep?

Yes, it was. I could see the rage of insatiable uninvited lust in every line of that dark, stoic face that had once been too subtly etched for me to read. I wasn't the only one lying awake at night, fevered with memories, tossing, turning, soaking my sheets, burning up--not for Fae sex, but him, damn it all to hell, him.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“The key to resisting Voice," Barrons instructed, "is finding that place inside you no one else can touch.

"You mean the sidhe-seer place?" I said, hopping like a one-legged chicken.

"No, a different place. All people have it. Not just sidhe-seers. We're born alone and we die alone. That place."

"I don't get it."

"I know. That's why you're hopping.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

“Jericho Barrons was my poison now.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Unpredictable as a hungry lion, he might be feared by everyone else, but he never ripped out my throat, only licked me, and, if his tongue was a little rough sometimes, it was worth it to walk beside the king of the jungle.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“I smack myself in the forehead. 鈥淗oly priceless collection of Etruscan snoods, they鈥檙e not moving!鈥� I exclaim. There鈥檚 a choking noise over my head somewhere. 鈥淓truscan snoods?鈥� I glow quietly inside. Some accomplishments mean more than others. I am officially the Shit. Now and forever. 鈥淒ude, watch your question marks. I just pried one out of you.鈥� 鈥淚 have no idea what you鈥檙e talking about.鈥� 鈥淎dmit it, you lost your eternal fecking composure.鈥� 鈥淵ou have an obsession with a delusion about how I end my sentences. What the fuck are Etruscan snoods?鈥� 鈥淒unno. It鈥檚 just another of Robin鈥檚 sayings. Like, 鈥楬oly strawberries, Batman, we鈥檙e in a jam!鈥� 鈥� 鈥淪trawberries.鈥� 鈥淥r, 鈥楬oly Kleenex, Batman, it was right under our nose and we blew it!鈥� ”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off."

Mac: "The child?" I gasped”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Mac: "It's not the sidhe-seers."
He stopped and went very still.
JZB: "Who is it?"
Mac: "The MacKeltars."
He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly.
JZB: "Well played, Ms. Lane."
Mac: "I had a good teacher."
JZB: "The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane."

Mac and Barrons”
― Karen Moning

“Psychotic rapists don't have friends."
"I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered."
"Ha."

-Mac and V'Lane”
― Karen Moning

“He鈥檚 happy, Yi-yi.鈥�
I went very still. 鈥淗e, who?鈥�
鈥淭he one who danced you into love.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Feversong

“Choose the men you take to your bed by these criteria: they see the finest in you, enhance and defend it. When you fuck a man you are giving him A. Motherfucking. Gift. Be certain he deserves it. And bloody hell, don't have one-night stands. Commit to the action. Make it matter. Feel it and ride it all the way through.”
― Karen Marie Moning, High Voltage

“Lose the pessimism, Ms. Lane,鈥� Barrons said when I informed him of my thoughts. 鈥淚t鈥檚 a self-fulfilling prophecy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“You don't grieve love; you celebrate that you had it.”
― Karen Marie Moning, High Voltage

“I couldn't imagine Jericho Barrons as a child, going to school, face freshly scrubbed, hair neatly combed, lunch box in hand.
He'd surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, to born.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“He was standing right behind us, the epitome of stillness, one hand on the back of the sofa, dark hair slicked back from his face, his expression arrogant and cold. No surprise there. Barrons is arrogant and cold. He鈥檚 also wealthy, strong, brilliant, and a walking enigma. Most women seem to find him drop-dead sexy, too. Thankfully I鈥檓 not most women. I don鈥檛 get off on danger. I get off on a man with strong moral fiber. The closest Barrons ever gets to fiber is walking down the cereal aisle at the grocery store.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“I鈥檓 no coward. But I鈥檓 no fool, either. I know when to fight, and I know when to survive to fight another day.
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I will not cease to exist. I will not die, no matter how much pain there is. I made a promise to someone. Someone who is my highest star, my brightest sun. Someone I want to be like. I wonder who it is.
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Inside that hollowed-out woman, there鈥檚 a place they can鈥檛 touch. There鈥檚 more to me than I thought there was. Something that no one and nothing can take away from me.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“It鈥檚 often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Did you fuck him?鈥�
鈥淎h!鈥� I yelled. 鈥淥f course not!鈥� I rubbed my face with both hands and kept it buried there a minute. 鈥淲ouldn鈥檛 I be an addict if I did?鈥� I raised my face.
Barrons studied me, dark eyes cold. 鈥淣ot if he protected you.鈥�
鈥淭hey can do that? Really?鈥�
鈥淭ry not to sound so intrigued, Ms. Lane.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“It鈥檚 all black and white to you, isn鈥檛 it?鈥�
鈥淕ray is but another word for light black. Gray is never white. Only white is white. There are no shades of it.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“All myths contain a grain of truth, Ms. Lane. I鈥檝e handled books and artifacts that will never find their way into a museum or library, things no archaeologist or historian could ever make sense of. There are many realities pocketed away in the one we call our own. Most go blindly about their lives and never see beyond the ends of their noses. Some of us do.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Why have you chosen to spare me?鈥�
鈥淚 want us to be鈥hat is your word? Friends.鈥�
鈥淧sychotic rapists don鈥檛 have friends.鈥�
鈥淚 was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered.鈥�
鈥淗补.&谤诲辩耻辞;
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“Nobody looks good in their darkest hour. But it鈥檚 those hours that make us what we are. We stand strong, or we cower. We emerge victorious, tempered by our trials, or fractured by a permanent, damning fault line.
<***>
It鈥檚 not fiction, and there鈥檚 no escape. The walls between the human world and Faery are coming down鈥攁nd I hate to break it to you, but these fairies are so not Tinkerbells.
<***>
I鈥檝e seen things that would make your skin crawl. I鈥檝e done things that make my skin crawl.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

“Through the annals of history, women have paid a price for protection. One day, I won鈥檛 have to.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

“I had no idea how it knew, but it knew I knew, and I knew it, and there was no point in faking.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“I must have stood there for five minutes trying to talk myself into opening it. The unknown is a vast paralyzing limbo. I鈥檇 like to tell you that the monster under the bed is rarely as bad as your fear of it, but in my experience it鈥檚 almost always worse.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“I鈥檓 heir to the 鈥渟ex is just sex鈥� generation and I hate it. Not only friends have sex, people who don鈥檛 like each other have sex. I鈥檇 once caught Natalie and Rick, two people I know for a fact can鈥檛 stand each other, banging away in the bathroom at The Brickyard. When later I鈥檇 asked her what had changed, she鈥檇 said nothing, she still couldn鈥檛 stand him, but he鈥檇 sure looked hot tonight. Doesn鈥檛 anybody get that sex is what you make it, and if you treat it like nothing, it is?”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“Find the silver lining. Throw that head back and belly up a laugh. It鈥檚 just another adventure. Greet it, master it.”
― Karen Marie Moning, High Voltage