He is in my soul and i am in his, and we are in bed but we are in a desert, and i do not know where he begins and i end - Mac
Karen Marie MoningLike is an emotion. Emotionsโโhe raised a hand, made a fist, clenched it tightlyโโare like holding water. You open your hand, thereโs nothing there. Better to be a weapon than a woman.
Karen Marie MoningShe understood now why her friend Elizabeth, with her near-genius, analytical mind gave wide berth to murder mysteries, psychological thrillers, and horror stories, and read only romance novels. Because, by God, when a woman picked up one of those steamy books, she had a firm guarantee that there would be a Happily-Ever-After. That though the world outside those covers could bring such sorrow and disappointment and loneliness, between those covers, the world was a splendid place to be.
Karen Marie MoningHe kissed like no man she'd ever known. There was something about him, a rawness, an earthy sensuality that bordered on barbaric, something she'd never be able to explain to someone else. A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.
Karen Marie Moning