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“I didn’t want to hide the memory from you. I wanted to cram it down your goddamn throat. I wanted to force you to face it, to want it, to want me, to be willing to fight for what was possible between us with the same single-minded devotion as you fucked. Well, Ms. Lane, you’ve got your precious memory back. Will you throw me away now?”

Quote by Karen Marie Moning

Book:Burned
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Burned

In 'Burned,' readers are taken on a journey through a world ravaged by disaster, where characters struggle to navigate a harsh, unforgiving landscape. The narrative explores themes of resilience, adaptation, and the human spirit's capacity to overcome adversity. more

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Karen Marie Moning
Karen Marie Moning

Karen Marie Moning, born on November 1, 1964, is a renowned fantasy author known for her unique magical worlds and complex character relationships. Her most famous work is the 'Ice and Fire' series. more

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“Barrons’s hold tightened further. “Give me one good reason not to kill him. Ms. Lane,” he growled roughly around thick, long black fangs. “Because I asked you not to, Barrons. That’s good enough. You killed the other princes, and I was grateful. I wasn’t ready then. I was still afraid of what I’d become. But this last prince is mine to kill or not to kill. And I say no. At the moment. And although Cruce is incapable of understanding that word, I know you know that a no from me means no. And you will honor it,” I said in a voice that brooked no resistance. It was one of the defining differences between the two proud, dark, violent males. And if he didn’t honor it, he wasn’t the man I believed he was.”

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