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Dreamfever (Fever, #4) Dreamfever by Karen Marie Moning
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“Get your own fashion adviser,” Barrons growled. “Maybe I decided I like your style.” “Maybe you thought if you were more like me, she’d fuck you, too.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Hope strengthens. Fear kills. It's how you go on that defines you”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“So what's the big picture about our lust for sex?
We're not trying to acquire something. We want to feel something: Alive. Electrically, intensely, blazingly alive. Good. Bad. Pleasure. Pain. Bring it on--all of it.
For people who live small, I guess enough of that can be found in sex.
But for those of us who live large, the most alive we ever feel is when we're punching air with a fist, uncurling our middle finger with a cool smile, and flipping Death the big old bird.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“You got me a birthday cake. It was pink. I smashed it into the ceiling.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“God the horror of watching yourself from the outside as everything you know about yourself gets stripped away and demolished. Not just the loss of power over your body, but power over your mind. Rape in the deepest, most hellish sense of the word. But wait, there's a spark. Inside that hollowed out woman there's a place they can't touch. There's more to me than I thought there was. Something that no one and nothing can take away from me. They can't break me. I won't cease. I'm strong, and I am never going to go away until I've gotten what I came for. I might have been lost for awhile but I was never gone. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? With an explosive inhalation I snap upright in bed, and my eyes fly open like coming alive after being dead and interred in a coffin. I AM Mac and I am BACK!”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I felt like a child plucking daisy petals: I trust him, I trust him not, I trust him, I trust him not.”
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“Your joy can fill you only as deeply as your sorrow has carved you.”
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“I feel like I’m stuck in an IFCF.” I raised a brow. “Interdimensional Fairy Cluster Fuck,” she said sourly.”
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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'd never understood why anyone would want to live forever. It had always seemed to me that death lent life a certain poignancy, a necessary tension.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I moved to the counter. A note was propped on the register. Welcome home, Ms. Lane. “Arrogant, overconfident jackass.”
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“Don’t lose yourself in anger, Mac. It’s gasoline. You can burn it as fuel, or you can use it to torch everything you care about and end up standing on a scorched battlefield, with everybody dead, even you - only your body doesn’t have the good grace to quit breathing.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I'd had no idea what life or love was. Life didn't explode in the sunshine and pretty places. Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and a whole lot of shit for fertilizer. Although love could grow in times of peace, it temperred in battle.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I stretched on my toes, pulled his head down, and kissed him. His response was instant and held every bit of one hundred and forty thousand years of sexual expertise—but not one ounce of that elusive, deadly death-by-sex Fae quality.
I pushed back and stared at him. I could feel intense sexual arousal rolling off him, but no more so than I would coming off any man. There went that muscle in his jaw again. Was it possible he wasn’t muting himself? I’d heard that if you took certain poisons but didn’t die, you acquired immunity. Had I drunk enough Poison de Fae? “Unmute yourself,” I demanded.
“I. Am. Not. Muted.”
Did he ever sound pissed!”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I couldn't imagine Jericho Barrons as a child, going to school, face freshly scrubbed, hair neatly combed, lunch box in hand.
He'd surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, to born.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I’m no coward. But I’m no fool, either. I know when to fight, and I know when to survive to fight another day.
***
I will not cease to exist. I will not die, no matter how much pain there is. I made a promise to someone. Someone who is my highest star, my brightest sun. Someone I want to be like. I wonder who it is.
***
Inside that hollowed-out woman, there’s a place they can’t touch. There’s more to me than I thought there was. Something that no one and nothing can take away from me.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Fear translates to hesitation, and hesitation kills.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Don’t confuse intensity of emotion with quality of emotion”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I do not know who I am anymore. I though I was animal. I am no longer so sure. It's hard to say what makes the mind piece things together in a sudden lightning flash. I've come to hold the human spirit in the highest regard. Like the body, it struggles to repair itself. As cells fight off infection and conquer illness, the spirit too has remarkable resilience. It knows when it is harmed, and it knows when the harm is too much to bear. If it deems the injury too great the spirit cocoons the wound, in the same fashion that the body forms a cyst around infection, until the time comes that it can deal with it. For some people that time never comes. Some stay fractured, forever broken. You see them on the street pushing carts, you see them in the faces of regulars at a bar. My cocoon was that room.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“IFPs. I call them Interdimensional Fairy Potholes.”
He smiled faintly. “Funny girl, aren’t you?”
We lapsed into another uncomfortable silence. I looked at him. He looked away. I shrugged and looked away, too.
“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.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“You don't know me inside and out. You may have gotten in my skin, but you have never gotten inside my heart. Go ahead, Barrons, make me slice and dice myself. Go ahead, play games with me. Push me around. Lie to me. Bully me. Be your usual constant jackass self. Stalk around all broody and pissy and secretive, but you're wrong about me. There's something inside me you'd better be afraid of. And you can't touch my soul. You will never touch my soul!”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
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“Oh, yes, I’m going to have to kill you, Barrons,” I said coolly. Partly because, for the most minuscule sliver of an instant, while looking at those handcuffs, I’d imagined myself climbing back into bed and pretending I wasn’t cured yet.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Life’s an ocean, full of waves. All are dangerous. All can drown you. Under the right circumstances, even the gentlest swell can turn tidal. Hopping waves is for the weekend warrior. Choose one, ride it out. It increases your odds of survival.”
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“I was pissed-off walking. Or rather pissed-off sitting, tangled in crimson silk sheets that smelled like somebody'd been having a sexathon.

That would be me.

And that made me even madder.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“I welcome her feral nature.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Sonsuz hayat sonsuz sabır gerektirir. Yeterince uzun yaşarsan, bugün ilgini çekiyorsa bugünün iyi olduğunu düşünebilirsin. Yanlış veya doğru, bütün ahlaki değerler, bütün erdemler yok olabilir.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Hayat bir okyanustur ve dalgalarla doludur. Her şey tehlikelidir. Hepsi seni boğabilir. Doğru koşullar altında en küçük bir dalga bile ölümcül olabilir. Dalgaları aşmak hafta sonu savaşçısına göredir. Birini seç ve tepesine çık. Hayatta kalma şansını arttırır.”
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“I’m gonna give one of ’em my virginity one day.” She preened. I was momentarily dumbstruck. I couldn’t begin to enumerate all the things that were appalling about that possibility. “We so have to talk,” I finally managed.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“Life didn’t explode in the sunshine and pretty places. Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and a whole lot of shit for fertilizer.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever
“It’s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.”
Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever