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I love re-creating myself. Change means you get to choose again. Become something new. -Dani

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
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You can’t give somebody faith. They either got it or they don’t.
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Chloe-lass: If I'm not here with you now, I'm beyond this life, for 'tis the only way I'll ever let you go. ... I hoped I loved you well, sweet, for I know even now that you are my brightest shining star. I knew it the moment I saw you. Ah, lass, you so adore your artifacts. This thief covets but one priceless treasure: You. Dageus -In a letter
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Life's a choice: you can live in black and white, or you can live in colour. I'll take every shade of the rainbow and the gazillion in between!
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Fire isn’t good or bad. It just burns.
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Truth hurts. But lies can kill.
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You & I are here but the wind is everywhere. Cast no words upon it you don’t wish followed back to you.
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How do you kill a vampire?-Mac Hope hes not-Barrons
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The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe
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All my life, up until that moment, I'd had a warm, protective blanket wrapped around me, knitted of aunts and uncles, purled of first and second and third cousins, knot-tied with grandmas and grandpas and greats. That blanket had just dropped from my shoulders. I felt cold, lost and alone.
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I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.
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Oh, for heaven's sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!
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When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.
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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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But he didn't need to seek visual confirmation of what he'd just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn't blame her. He'd not have let her die, either. He'd have moved mountains. He'd have battled God or Devil for his wife's life. She'd betrayed him. He smiled faintly.
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Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them
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Love can grown among the rocks and thorns of life.
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Then you will simply have to see for yourself. Touch me, lass. Feel my ...sock. His silver gaze sizzled with challenge, as he unzipped his zipper. Uh-uh. She shook her head for added emphasis. Then find me a pair of trews that doona threaten to sever my manparts.
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When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.
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I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.
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He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.
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