Karen Marie Moning - Dreamfever (2009)

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So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.

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I wasn't—" I began. I didn't—" He began. How charming," V'lane cut us off. His voice arrived before he did. "The very portrait of human domestic bliss. She's on the floor, you're towering over her. Did he strike you, MacKayla? Say the word and I'll kill him.

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Daddy looked at her hard, and right before my eyes, he changed. I watched him inflate again, shake off his own emotions and puff himself up for her. Become her man. Her rock. I smiled. I loved him so much. He'd dragged mom kicking and screaming from grief once before and I knew I could rest easy that he would never let grief steal her from him again. No matter what happened to me.

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My city. I pondered that phrase, wondered why Barrons felt that way. He never said our world. He always said your world. But he called Dublin his city. Merely because he'd been in it so long? Or had Barrons, like me, been beguiled by her tawdry grace, fallen for her charm and colorful dualities? I looked around my bookstore. That was what I called it. Did we call the things of our heart our own, whether they were or not?

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Cat got your tongue? And what a lovely tongue it is. I know. It licked every inch of me. Repeatedly. For months," He purred but with steel in the velvet

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Good and evil are merely opposite sides of a coin. Get tossed in the air enough, it's easy to come down on the wrong side.

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Strength wasn't about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

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When he comes, he makes a noise deep in his throat that is so raw and animal and sexual that I think if he merely looked at me and made that noise, I might explode in an orgasm.

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Do you think a woman can give a man everything while still withholding her heart? We are not made that way! - Fiona

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If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?

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How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?

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The kind of person that thanks another person never survives. Have you learned nothing?

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Unpredictable as a hungry lion, he might be feared by everyone else, but he never ripped out my throat, only licked me, and, if his tongue was a little rough sometimes, it was worth it to walk beside the king of the jungle.

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You hated my rainbows, now you don't like my leather. Is there anything you like on me?

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Four: If you try to force yourself into my head, I will force myself into your pants.

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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

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Regardless of how many people I surrounded myself with, no matter how many friends and family I loved and was loved by in return, I was alone at the moment of being born and at the moment of dying. Nobody came with you and nobody went with you. It was a journey of one.

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I'm here. You're safe now. It's okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.

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It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.

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I have a black sense of humor. You try living my life, see what color yours turns.

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My breathing was shallow and my hands were fists. 'Oh, yes, I'm going to have to kill you Barrons.' I said coolly, Partly because, for the most miniscule sliver of an instant, while looking at those handcuffs, I'd imagined myself climbing back into bed and pretending I wasn't cured yet.

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One of the primary tenets of the course was that highly successful leaders kept journals, morning and night, in order to stay tightly focused on their goals.

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I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is holding onto the other end and, although it cannot spare me this storm, it will not let me be lost while I regain my strength. It is enough.

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