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291 pages, Hardcover
First published October 2, 2012
I know she's checking me out. Fair enough, because I'm checking her out.
"Ah ahhh ahhhh!"
Eve cries out suddenly. She's in pain. Bad pain. So it's possible she's not really checking me out.
"You haven't tapped that little piece yet? She's no great beauty, but she's cute enough, and she's got a nice little body."
"I'd do her, " Dr. Chen says.
"I want you, Evening, to design the perfect boy."
"What if she won't come with me?"
"Oh, she'll come. It's the fate of all creators. They fall in love with their creations."
I have good shoulders, might as well reveal them. I know she's checking me out. Fair enough, because I'm checking her out.
Eve cries out suddenly. She's in pain. So it's possible that she's not really checking me out.
Eve. There's a problem with that name, Eve. You say Eve and you think Garden of Eden, and then you think of Eve and Adam, naked but tastefully concealed by strategic shrubbery.
Except at this particular moment, my brain is not generating shrubbery.
So, basically, that's despicable. She just got out of surgery. So I add shrubbery.
And yet the shrubbery doesn't stay put.
"They made a baby boy. We named him Golem. He died because of a slight flaw in his genetic makeup."
"His sphincter was on his forehead."
‘What if she won’t come with me?”
‘Oh, she’ll come,’ Terra Spiker says. ‘It’s the fate of all creators; they fall in love with their creations.’
Why I picked that quote: It’s kind of how I feel about this book in general, except the only thing they got right is the cover, because it's amazingly cool.