Karlyflower *The Vampire Ninja, Luminescent Monster & Wendigo Nerd Goddess of Canada (according to The Hulk)* > Recent Status Updates

He couldn't stand to have anyone put their hands on him... though he wished he'd let Bella find a piece of his flesh just once.

Holy shit-tonne of fanart, Batman. Wentworth Miller seems to be a popular Zsadist, but I prefer this guy:

Dear Zsadist,


Love,
The Vampire Ninja

peaches, anyone?

.... *grumbles*

Okay, so yes I still like this but there are some very bizarre choices.

The vampires have no body hair, yes? So why do they have to shave their faces??? Sense, this makes not.

I'm enjoying this re-read..... mainly because I was going through smut withdrawal after that shitty book that ISN'T about mermen...

Gimme da smut, y'all

Welcome to the wonderful word of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex
Good description, that.

"Fuck you", he said

"Under no circumstances."

You are a smartass, I think I like you ;)

*or whateverthefuck percent, honestly who cares?!*
EVERYTHING about this book makes me stabby... including the "Only men - ermm mermen can save the planet. Women are simply for breeding purposes" overtures

Dear Liv,

Just because you want to bone a guy doesn't mean he's not a jackass.... what kind of logic is that?! I want his penis in my vag so therefore he MUST be a good guy, that's totally how attractiveness work! Right?!

*percentages are off and I give ZERO fucks*

My feelings on the male characters in this book:

... my hallucinations usually don't include floating naked men with their goods on display. Just saying....



Seems legit.

I'm having very dubious feelings about this book.....

Also, please note that I am not ignoring anyone, I will respond to you all just as soon as I finish this book, my 115 this year thus FINALLY completing one challenge *hangs head*

Love you all ♥

Dude, cops?! Yeah, my brain went "call the cops".... That FIRST NIGHT! You didn't have to dooooo anything, Ed! Three buttons, man....

This is very true for me:

Dear 'New and improved' GoodReads font,

You're awful AND

It's important to cultivate detachment. One way to do this is to practice imagining yourself dead, or in the process of dying.

I yanked Shaw up to the tips of her fancy-ass blue shoes and planted a kiss on her pretty, pink mouth hard enough that my lip ring stung. [...] "Gotta tell you Rule, I'm a fan of kissing you with all that metal in your face.
I love piercings...LOVE. Especially lip rings.

Idiotic name aside, I may end up actually liking this guy (Though, I'm pretty sure Rome - seriously, these fucking names, guys??? THE.WORST - is going to be my favourite.).

However.... yu best not go where I'm thinking you're going with the Remy's big secret! *growls*

Ohhhhh FFS, how did I manage to have a second version of this book happening..... when will technology and I ever be friends??? WHEN???

*percentages, again, may be off because compilation*

So Rule (stupid ass fucking name) could basically be this guy, with more tattoos and some piercings....

Mermen and firemen, FOR SCIENCE.... oh my! Does anyone know of some decent porny musician reads??



Well, yes I do, Jer..... but we're talking about musicians just now!

Survival level: GENIUS!

Reverse Pavlov dogsing A TIGER?! Pi, you're brilliant!

Two most uninterrupted days wherein I could have read at least one book..... instead:



Regrets: ......

NONE!!!

My situation was patently hopeless.

Christianity bustles like Toronto at rush hour. It is a religion as swift as a swallow, as urgent as an ambulance. It turns at a dime, expresses itself in the instant. In a moment you are lost or saved. Christianity stretches back through the ages, but in essence it exists only in one time: right now.

She takes a deep breath and goes in.

Well that part made me feel rather stabby..... *glowers at Geillis*

A woman's ability, or not, to have children is NOT up for anyone else to discuss *growls*

"When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting in my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself, 'Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weights as much as a good daft horse, this is the woman.'"

*dies*

"I didna say I wanted an apology, did I? If I recall aright, what I said was 'Bite me again.'"

Bwahahahaha!!!

"I must ask it, Claire! And you must tell me!"
"And if I were?" [...]
"I would have gone to the stake with you!" he said violently. "And to hell beyond, if I must. But may the Lord have mercy on my soul and on yours, tell me the truth!"