The key to resisting Voice," Barrons instructed, "is finding that place inside you no one else can touch.
"You mean the sidhe-seer place?" I said, hopping like a one-legged chicken.
"No, a different place. All people have it. Not just sidhe-seers. We're born alone and we die alone. That place."
"I don't get it."
"I know. That's why you're hopping.
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That's weak! You don't know what caring is... Caring is love. And love fights! Love doesn't look for the path of least resistance. Hell's bells, Roderick, if love was that easy everyone would have it. You're a coward!
Karen Marie MoningTags: fighting-for-love
I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.
Karen Marie MoningIt seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.
Karen Marie MoningI wake up wating you. I fall asleep wanting you. I watch a magnificent sunrise and can think only of sharing it with you. I glimpse a piece of amver and see your eyes. Jillian, I've caught a disease, and the fever abates only when I'm near you.
Karen Marie MoningTags: love
I can see you are a fine lady, but this boy is randy as a goat around you and it's plain to see. If he seeks the joys of wedded bliss, he can wed you. Without a weddin' he'll be havin' no bliss.
Karen Marie MoningTags: marriage
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.
Karen Marie MoningTags: fae
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them
Karen Marie MoningHe pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
I do.
Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.
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The illusions it had woven for me had taken place only in my head. The battle had been invisible to the naked eye, but the hardest ones are.
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