965 Quotes by Karen Marie Moning

The sun’s nearly level with the horizon, right behind his head, making this weird halo effect around his face – as if! I’m surprised he doesn’t smell like brimstone. He probably has a red pitchfork and hides horns under his hair.

Problem is, I want to make breaking up Jo and Ryodan number one on my list, which is stupid because there’s nothing but personal satisfaction I’d gain from it, and while I’m all about personal satisfaction, I’m beginning to see a pattern: jumping on the short-term-gratification train always seems to wreck me off the rails somehow.

You tried to barter with the devil himself for me, you crazy woman. Bloody hell, doona you ever risk your life for mine. Ever! Do you hear me?

Did he think I would beg him to stay? Never. People had to want to stay, choose to be with you, or it meant nothing.

I am the law.” “Apparently. Heil.” I click my heels together and salute.

Every time I think I’m getting wiser, more in control of my actions, I go slamming into a situation that makes me excruciatingly aware that all I’ve succeeded in doing is swapping one set of delusions for a more elaborate, attractive set of delusions.

Grief shared was grief lessened.

Barrons had just given me the most carnal, sexually charged hungry look I’d ever seen in my life, and I was pretty sure he didn’t even know he had done it.

Lust is absurd. It strikes in the strangest places at the oddest times. She doesn’t even realize she’s feeling it. She’s erected a barricade of propriety and lies between us. I despise the type of woman she is. I loathe her soft pink innocence. My body doesn’t concur. I wonder why her?