“Lok’tar ogar!” The daemon holding me pulled my head back, exposing my throat. “Victory or death,” I retorted at my captor hoarsely. “For the Horde. And for the record, shouting World of Warcraft battle cries kind of kills the whole… — Allison Pang Copy Share
“Another chunk of my childhood dreams had just run down the reality drain in the form of a horny unicorn, no less.” — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“Lok’tar ogar!” The daemon holding me pulled my head back, exposing my throat. “Victory or death,” I retorted at my captor hoarsely. “For the Horde. And for the record, shouting World of Warcraft battle cries kind of kills the whole ‘imminent death’ expectation.” The daemon paused. “What server are you on?” he demanded. “Blackhand.” “Righteous. Guild?” I couldn’t imagine what… — Allison Pang Copy Share
“The unicorn : I'm not a chihuahua, you know. Abby : You hump my leg like one.” — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“Talivar slouched in the chair next to me, casually lifting his bare feet to rest upon my chair's footrest. It was an oddly possessive… — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“I brushed my hands on the pockets of my jeans, still marvelling at the fact I wasn't wearing a gown. And that I had… — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“I looked down at the unicorn.“Why didn't you tell me you could talk?” “Didn't seem like the right time.” He waggled his chin at… — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“Listen, I don't care if you're Voldemort under that thing. We don't sell livestock. Period.” — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to get into my metaphysical pants.” — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
“I squinted at the clock, sighing when I realized it was only 7 A.M. "Christ. Do you think the powers that be would mind… — Allison Pang Copy Share Image
