-and nobodyโs getting laid!โ I practically shouted. โYou think I donโt know that?โ He shifted his body beneath me, making me painfully aware of something. Two somethings, in fact, one of which was how far up my short skirt was. The other wasnโt my problem. I wriggled, to shimmy my hem down, but his expression perished the thought. When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesnโt even bother trying.
Karen Marie MoningWerewolves? Oh please, just plain stupid. Who wants to get it on with a man ruled by his inner dog?
Karen Marie MoningLife is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me thereโd be days like these. How could nobody tell me thereโd be days like these? How could they let me grow up like thatโhappy and pink and stupid?
Karen Marie MoningI want you to go to the Ancient Languages Department at Trinity College tomorrow morning, Ms.Lane.
Karen Marie Moning...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 MoningAll 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.
Karen Marie Moning