You might be able to thrash your way out of a spiderweb, but thrashing in quicksand doesnโt work. The harder you fight, the more ground you lose. Struggling merely expedites your inevitable defeat.
Karen Marie MoningBurns from dropped matches, Ms. Lane? Matches one might have dropped while flirting with a pernicious Fae, Ms. Lane? Have you any idea the value of this rug?โ I didnโt think his nostrils could flare any wider. His eyes were black flame. โPernicious? Good grief, is English your second language? Third?โ Only someone whoโd learned English from a dictionary would use such a word. โFifth,โ he snarled. โAnswer me.
Karen Marie MoningIrony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.
Karen Marie MoningI couldnโt move. Itโs something Iโm still ashamed of. You always wonder how youโll handle a moment of crisis; if youโve got what it takes to fight or if youโve just been deluding yourself all along that somewhere deep inside you thereโs steel beneath the magnolia. Now I knew the truth. There wasnโt. I was all petals and pollen. Good for attracting the procreators who could ensure the survival of our species, but not a survivor myself. I was Barbie after all.
Karen Marie Moning