Delilah S. Dawson

Unicorns aren't magical and beautiful. They're just predatory horses that have horns and love to eat virgins.

. . . dreams are your heart's playground.

That__ the problem with following all the rules__omebody else is eventually going to get ahead by breaking them, and then where will you be?

It__ easy to be a hero when your own survival is aligned with someone else__, when your victory is a victory for your entire clan.

Let me guess. You think we__e going to live happily ever after, like some stupid fairy tale?___hy not?_ His stare dared me to laugh or, worse, to argue.__ecause the whole thing is ridiculous,_ I said. I despised the bitterness in my own voice. I sounded so damaged. Good. If he thought I was his soul mate for some mysterious reason he wouldn__ let on, let him see the worst of me.__t__ not ridiculous to me. Perhaps that__ the difference between predators and prey, love. I__l never stop hunting. But I expect that one day, you__l stop running.___ecause I want to die?___ecause you want to live.