Tiya Rosa’s Reviews > Rapture > Status Update

Oh, hello deus ex machina? We've been expecting you. Grab a chair. I'm almost done torturing myself.

Oh good Lord, these people.

The guy didn't throw a shadow, he realized. Except how could that be?

I don't know, man. You fought with these evil looking black thingies from the beyond, got a physical overhaul, saw Ad levitate and heard him imply he might be an angel. So, I have no idea how a guy passing by your girlfriend's house could have no shadow. No idea.

Also, please die.

Why do you hate Mels so much, Ward? Why make her this TSTL? Girl is supposed to be smart but makes such stupid assumptions.

F-ck. Are you still not over, book? DNF is such a tempting option, but it's already 80%. Might as well continue torturing myself.



Let's finish this.

When she turned around, she had a pair of condoms. "Just so we're clear, these were a friend of mine's-- and I carried them for her when we went out. That's the truth."

I'm sorry, heroine, but why do you need to explain yourself? It's a condom, not crystal meth. Gahd!



Lady Mary and I are getting tired of your shit, Mels.

"Because Adrian had taken on all the damage."

Wait. So this means all damage right? Limp, milky eye, erectionally-challenged dick, etc? And you can't spare a thank you 'cause you're more worried on how to explain to your girlfriend how your previously lifeless cock is now ready to play? I dunno, man. If a horndog takes on impotence in my place, least I could do is offer my firstborn or something.

"Clearly she hadn't been the target of a robbery."

Yes. Because being pushed into rivers by men with black demon eyes and being pulled down the surface by unidentified entities are just complicated tricks thieves do in order to steal your pocketbook. So go ahead and continue counting the money in your wallet, Mels.

"She hated people who used the word anywho."

Lady, you call your ass hey-nanny-nanny. I don't think you're in any position to criticize other people's word choice.

BDB sighting!

It's a sign of how much I love the Brothers that even though I'm actively disliking Ward right now (not to mention this book pushing all the wrong buttons) that I still had a mini orgasm reading about Zsadist giving Jim Heron the stink eye.

She didn't strike him as the kind of woman who was into random hookups. She didn't dress like a whore, move like one, act like one."

You're pretty judge-y, aren't you, hero? Makes me want to root for your HEA. Dick.