Status Updates From Return to Isis (Isis, #1)

“Lilith stared at her, stunned. Who does she think she is? I am no child to be lectured to and...Styx broke into her thoughts. “I can see denied lust in a woman like an eagle sees trout in a lake. I have always desired you, Lilith. I long to feed you, body and soul.”

LOL

“A big-boned, Mexican woman stared at her from the front row, the black eyes drilling into her mercilessly.”

Ummm

“I am entering my Crone years,” Lilith finished”

Lmao what

Lol the ethnique seductress

““Racial hybrids were the norm.”

jfc

I think the whole plot is serophobic tbh... I don’t think it was intended but that’s what it is.

“hree days later, Cimbri slipped the blue sling off Amelia’s arm and shoulder and peeled off a thin, gauze bandage. Embarrassed, Amelia subtly tried to pull her clinic shirt back over her bare chest.
“Why do you blush? You should be proud of your breasts,” Cimbri admonished.”

lollll

“Whit watched Nakotah take Amelia’s pack from her, the black Sioux eyes honest with attraction. The contrast of blond hair and black hair, fair skin and canyon-red, walking side by side, was something Whit had not seen in two years. The sight shot exhilaration through her.
Oh, to be back in a land where beautiful women come in so many colors.”

God..

“Whit watched Nakotah take Amelia’s pack from her, the black Sioux eyes honest with attraction. The contrast of blond hair and black hair, fair skin and canyon-red, walking side by side, was something Whit had not seen in two years. The sight shot exhilaration through her.
Oh, to be back in a land where beautiful women come in so many colors.”

God..

“Amelia watched their joy shower over Whit in hard embraces and thumps on the back. These were rough women, like men—no downcast eyes or submissiveness among them. And the skin colors, the hair! These were actually Africans and Indians, Mexicans, Japanese. The races of people that had survived Elysium’s Aryan Decree of Racial Hygiene, just as Baubo had said.”

Sigh

Don’t like how the warrior is talking herself down from having sex with the peasant woman as tho the peasant woman has no say in the issue. Creepy.

“And she had serendipitously guessed the access code—Stud #1, the nickname imprinted on the vanity plates of the Procurator’s beautiful Corvette, a leftover relic that had been rendered functional. It had been an easy guess, really. She had discovered that most of these men had computer access codes which involved some exaggerated description of their cocks.”

I don’t think I can read this...

“A woman,” the burly trooper sneered.
“She ought to be breeding, not going around acting like a man,” the other one grunted in agreement.

Well. That situates this novel.