Either I can stay up here and freeze my ladycrackers off trying to find a falling star, or you can do something about it yourself. Iโ and my freezing nether regionsโ would thank you most assuredly. As would all of Dalkeith. Do something, man.โ - Grimm
Karen Marie MoningI didnโt say, You are such a stuffy asshole. And he didnโt say, If you ever burn one of my quarter-of-a-million dollar rugs again Iโll take it out of your hide, and I didnโt say, Oh, honey, wouldnโt you like to? And he didnโt say Grow up, Ms. Lane, I donโt take little girls to my bed, and I didnโt say I wouldnโt go there if it was the only safe place from the Lord Master in all of Dublin.
Karen Marie MoningAs he closed the door he said over his shoulder, "Because you're a good lass." A heavy sigh. "And I'm no' a good man.
Karen Marie MoningHe didn't just occupy space; he saturated it. The room had been full of books before, now it was full of him.
Karen Marie MoningYou have splendid breasts, lass," he purred, cupping the plump mounds. "Splendid," he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them. -Drustan to Gwen
Karen Marie MoningI didnโt ask. Some things are better left unsaid. He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him. Never will. He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. Later we would go to bed, and when he rose over me, dark and vast and eternal, Iโd know joy.
Karen Marie Moning