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Burned (Fever, #7) QUOTES

Burned (Fever, #7) QUOTES

1 " I have found there to be little distance between the unlatching of a chain and the spreading of a woman’s legs. As if they can never unbar only a single entrance. It’s a disease called hope. Women suffer from it greatly. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

2 " Sex either blows your fucking mind, or it’s not good enough. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

3 " She waited, thinking you were different from those who used and betrayed her. She believed you would find her, come charging to her rescue. That belief was as misplaced as the monsters we faced were deadly. The day came she finally lost her faith in you, and I was there as I’ve always been there when she needed me. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

4 " I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

5 " Lust is a thing of the blood. Doesn't need head or heart. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

6 " Ryodan says softly, “Holy strawberries, Dani, we’re in a jam.”
I look at him like he’s sprouted two heads. Holy strawberries? In a jam? Even Barrons looks stumped.
He continues, “But don’t worry. Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods—you really butchered that one, by the way—I’ve got it in the bag. How about this one: holy borrowing bibliophile, let’s book. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

7 " She was a fool. She wept like a helpless child that night at Chester’s while the entire club watched. Not because you broke her finger or threatened her but because you were alive and she was that happy to see you. She was always happy to see you. She lit up inside. You lost her. You let her be lost. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

8 " I see how he feels about his world and I want to be one of the parts he prizes. I want to be worth fighting for. Worth the same kind of effort he puts into the things that matter to him. Like Dani.”
"I don’t tell her no human matters to the boss like Dani. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

9 " Ryodan finished filling the gas tank, opens the door, and gets back in.
"Ow! If you sit on me one more time." I growl at him, "I'm going to kill you."
"Good luck with that. Don't fucking move every time I get out. You're on my side of the seat again."
"Watch out for my indent," I say crossly.
"Hummer, Mac. Nothing causes indents. Except grenades."
"I have several of those," Jada says. "Persist with your pointless bickering, I'll share one. Pin out."
I ignore her. "I'm cramped. I need to stretch."
"So, get out when I do."
"I'm afraid you'll leave me behind since you can't see me."
"I'd leave you behind if I could see you."
"Christ, would the two of you just shut up?" Dageus growls. You've been at it for hours. I think I have a headache. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

10 " I said, my phone."
I stand at the threshold and look in. The princess has her back to me, and Lor is beyond noticing anything. Ryodan and Barrons are another matter. They're too observant by far. There is also the small matter of the enormous possessiveness I feel where Barrons is concerned.
I step inside and place my palm on the interior panel.
Two males roar in unison.
"Ms. Lane, you will not close-"
"Mac, you will give me my f*ucking-"
The door hisses closed behind me. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

11 " The only thing that keeps us rooted in the past is our refusal to embrace the present.
Dude, you gotta hug it with both arms and legs and hold on tight! The present is all we've got. That's why they call it a present! "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

12 " Life fucks you anonymously. It doesn't want to know your name, doesn't give a shit about your station. The terrain never stops shifting. One minute you think you've got the world by the balls, the next minute you don't know where the fuck the world's balls are. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

13 " I’m obsessed and addicted and ripped-down-raw in love with Jericho Barrons. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

14 " If you can't fuck it, eat it or use it for a weapon--kill it. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

15 " It’s not what Ryodan does,” Jo says slowly. “It’s more what he is.” Her eyes take on a serious sheen. “He’s like, unbelievably brilliant, ten steps ahead of everyone else all the time.”
Bullshit. He’s not that smart. I beat him at Triad. Once. About ten thousand years ago. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

16 " Beginnings are fragile things. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

17 " What I know, brother, is you break every goddamned rule for Mac.”
“Back at you, Ry. Difference is, I’ll help you do it.”
“Lor has never been Pri-ya.” Ryodan shakes his head in disgust. “The princess can’t turn us. Son of a bitch, Mac’s ass is—”
“Mine,” Barrons says flatly. “You will never go there. You have a problem with Mac, you work it out with me. I am her shield, I am her second fucking skin. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

18 " Temptation isn’t a sin that you triumph over once, completely and then you’re free. Temptation slips into bed with you each night and helps you say your prayers. It wakes you in the morning with a friendly cup of coffee, and knows exactly how you take it. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

19 " Women have been repeating the same mistake since time began: falling for a man’s potential. We rarely see it the same way, and even more rarely care to achieve it. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)

20 " I have no desire to sleep with you. I want to fuck you. And there is no such thing as perfectly good sex.  If it’s “perfectly good,” I mock in falsetto, “he should be shot in the head and put out of everyone’s misery. Sex either blows your fucking mind, or it’s not good enough. You want me to blow your fucking mind, Ms. Lane? Come on.  Do it.  Be a big girl. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Burned (Fever, #7)