And after I act as your intermediary and he takes you back to Faery, then what?" "Then all will be made right, and I'll be invincible again." She rolled her eyes. "I meant, what happens to me? While you may be the most important thing to your egotistical little self in your narcissistic little world, guess whatโ so am I in mine.
Karen Marie MoningWhat are you?โ I said irritably. โIn the Serengeti, Ms. Lane, I would be the cheetah. Iโm stronger, smarter, faster, and hungrier than everything else out there. And I donโt apologize to the gazelle when I take it down.
Karen Marie MoningWe are not perfect. What god is Examine yours. According to your mythos he was so disappointed with his initial efforts creating your race that he tried again. At least we imprisoned our mistakes. Your god permits his to roam free. At a mere few thousand years old your creation myths are far more absurd than ours.
Karen Marie MoningThat part of his body was simply uncontrollable, apparently functioning in accordance to a single law of nature: She existed--he got a hard-on.
Karen Marie MoningDon't leave me, Rainbow Girl." Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was? It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. "Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucรฉ's the night you told me to dress Goth?" "It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.
Karen Marie MoningThe White Mansion isn't boring, lass. Never boring. It's the grand demesne the Unseelie King built for his concubine. It's a living, breathing love story, testament to the brightest passion that ever burned between our races. You can follow the scenes through if you've time enough and are willing to risk getting lost for a few centuries.
Karen Marie Moning