965 Quotes by Karen Marie Moning

Devil and Angel: he, seduced by her lightness; she, tempted by his darkness. Each drawn to what they lacked.

All my life, up until that moment, I’d had a warm, protective blanket wrapped around me, knitted of aunts and uncles, purled of first and second and third cousins, knot-tied with grandmas and grandpas and greats. That blanket had just dropped from my shoulders. I felt cold, lost and alone.

Your feet will bring you to where your heart is.

Even now, my back was still arched with sensual invitation, my bottom was questing up like a cat in heat, and my every move was supple, sinuous. I was one great big come-hither.

It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.

Life’s an ocean, full of waves. All are dangerous. All can drown you. Under the right circumstances, even the gentlest swell can turn tidal. Hopping waves is for the weekend warrior. Choose one, ride it out. It increases your odds of survival.

She loves. And she doesn’t know how to pull it back when you have to, because sometimes you sure as feck have to. Got to grab it up with both hands and pull it back before somebody turns into knives and uses it to cut you to pieces.

Yesterday is skin on snake, to be shed many times.

I make a new discovery that totally blows; dying is the easy part. It’s coming back to life that sucks.