Dark Age (Red Rising Saga #5)

by Pierce Brown

I was a killer at sixteen. A warlord by twenty. But the younger me wasn’t this. He was still tender and new to war. If he was the Helldiver, I am the clawDrill.

“Because hope is an opiate, not a plan.”

Only humanity could grasp the stars and then let them slip through its fingers for the pettiness in its heart.

“Indeed. A hobby! My hobby is whores!”