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Faefever (Fever, #3) QUOTES

Faefever (Fever, #3) QUOTES

21 " Barrons’ lips twitched. I’d almost made him smile. Barrons smiles about as often as the sun comes out in Dublin, and it has the same effect on me; makes me feel warm and stupid. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

22 " I didn’t hear him behind me. I felt him. Electric. Wild. One foot in the swamp. Never going to crawl all the way out.
And I wanted to have sex with whatever he was. Where was I supposed to put that in my head? "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

23 " I have your word?”
“You trust my word?”
“You’re an idealistic fool. Of course. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

24 " Barrons stood inside the front door, dripping cool old-world elegance.
I hadn’t heard him come in over the music. He was leaning, shoulder against the wall, arms folded, watching me.
“ ‘One eye is taken for an eye . . .’ ” I trailed off, deflating. I didn’t need a mirror to know how stupid I looked. I regarded him sourly for a moment, then moved for the sound dock to turn it off. When I heard a choked sound behind me I spun, and shot him a hostile glare.
He wore his usual expression of arrogance and boredom. I resumed my path for the sound dock, and heard it again. This time when I turned back, the corners of his mouth were twitching. I stared at him until they stopped.
I’d reached the sound dock, and just turned it off, when he exploded.
I whirled. “I didn’t look that funny,” I snapped.
His shoulders shook.
“Oh, come on! Stop it!”
He cleared his throat and stopped laughing. Then his gaze took a quick dart upward, fixed on my blazing MacHalo, and he lost it again. I don’t know, maybe it was the brackets sticking out from the sides. Or maybe I should have gotten a black bike helmet,
not a hot pink one.
I unfastened it and yanked it off my head. I stomped over to the door, flipped the interior lights back on, slammed him in the chest with my brilliant invention, and stomped upstairs.
“You’d better have stopped laughing by the time I come back down,” I shouted over my shoulder.
I wasn’t sure he even heard me, he was laughing so hard. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

25 " Hey, I thought you wanted to know about the Sinsar Dubh!” I was so startled by his abrupt departure that I spoke without thinking. I regretted it immediately.

I had no idea where Vlane had gone, or why he‟d disappeared so suddenly, but I decided Id be wise to do the same myself.


Before I could move, a hand closed on my shoulder. “I do, Ms. Lane,” Barrons said grimly. “But first I‟d like to know what the fuck you were doing kissing him. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

26 " I'm a bartender. I like recipes. They're concretes. Was the drink recipe for seduction one shot charm and two shots self-deception, shaken, not stirred? "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

27 " Nightfall.
“What a strange word.
‘Night’ I get.
But ‘fall’ is a gentle word.
Autumn leaves fall, swirling with languid grace
To carpet the earth with their dying blaze.
Tears fall, like liquid diamonds
Shimmering softly, before they melt away.
Night doesn’t fall here.
It comes slamming down. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

28 " What are you?” I said irritably.
“In the Serengeti, Ms. Lane, I would be the cheetah. I’m stronger, smarter, faster, and hungrier than everything else out there. And I don’t apologize to the gazelle when I take it down. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

29 " I began to cry.
Barrons looked horrified. "Stop that immediately, Ms. Lane."
"I can't." I sniffeled into my cup pf cocoa so he couldn't see my face.
"Try harder!"
I gave a great sniff and shudder, and turned it off.
"I have not been her lover for...some time," he offered, watching me carefully.
"Oh, get over yourself! "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

30 " Nobody looks good in their darkest hour. But it's those hours that make us what we are. We stand strong, or we cower. We emerge victorious, tempered by our trails, or fracture by a permanent, damning fault line. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

31 " You've mistaken me for someone else. Do not wait on me, Ms. Lane. Do not construct your world around mine. I'm not that man."
"Screw you, Barrons."
"I'm not that man, either. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

32 " He’s so beautiful,” she said wistfully. “He’s like an angel.”
“Yep,” I agreed flatly. “The one that fell. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

33 " What is the greater good but tyranny’s chameleon? "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

34 " How does it feel, MacKayla? You have a piece of me in your mouth. Would you like another? "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

35 " If V’lane were a signpost, it would read Abandon All Personal Will, Ye Who Tread Here. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

36 " The inspector ate only two of my tiny sandwiches: the first because he hadn't expected it to taste so awful; the second, I think, because he'd thought surely the first must have been a mistake. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

37 " I can smell you, Ms. Lane," he said, even more softly. "The only blood on you is from your veins, not your womb."
My head whipped to the left and I stared at him. Ok, that was one of the more disturbing things he'd ever said to me. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

38 " He looked blank. “He’s the one who’s been doing the magic against us?”

“Duh,” I said.

“Doona be ‘duh’ing me, lass,” he growled, his burr thickening. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

39 " Barrons knows virtually everything about me. I wouldn’t be surprised if somewhere he has a little file that encompasses my entire life to date, with neatly mounted, acerbically captioned photos—see Mac sunbathe, see Mac paint her nails, see Mac almost die. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)

40 " I was nothing if not determined; at least twice a week I would wear bright, pretty clothes. I was afraid if I didn’t, I’d forget who I was. I’d turn into what I felt like: a grungy, weapon-bearing, pissy, resentful vengeance-hungry bitch. "

― Karen Marie Moning , Faefever (Fever, #3)