On the lips of my enemy, my sisterโs lover, my loverโs killer, I taste the punishment I deserve. I taste oblivion.
Karen Marie MoningIf you weaken, I'll be strong. If you get lost, I'll be your way home. If you despair, I'll bring you joy. I will love you until the end of time.
Karen Marie MoningPretty girl and all. Asking. Gotta love that. Stuff of heroes. Don't get the role too often.
Karen Marie MoningHow dare the embodiment of her worst nightmare come packaged as her hottest fantasy?
Karen Marie MoningIt began as most thing begin. Not on a dark and stormy night. Not foreshadowed by ominous here comes the villain music, dire warning at the bottom of a teacup, or dread portents in the sky. It began small and innocuously, as most catastrophes do. A butterfly flaps its wings somewhere and the wind changes, and a warm front hits a cold front off the coast of western Africa and before you know it youโve got an hurricane closing in. By the time anyone figured out the storm was coming, it was too late to do anything but batten down the hatches and exercise damage control.
Karen Marie Moning