Shannon’s Reviews > Bloodshot > Status Update
Shannon
is on page 185 of 359
"'I have no idea how you got so lucky,' he said. I liked the Spanish roll to his vowels, and I liked the hateful simmering. I wanted to piss him off more, and keep him talking. I wanted to pin him down and demand that he say, 'My name is Inigo Montoya--you killed my father, prepare to die.' But I suspect that would've been deeply inappropriate in any number of ways." I definitely want more of the hot-blooded Latino!
— Mar 17, 2011 12:41AM
Like flag
Shannon’s Previous Updates
Shannon
is on page 313 of 359
"One corpse left, the farthest one. By the stairwell. He was carrying bulky loot; I could see it under his zipped-up sweater. And when I unzipped it with a one-handed rip, I saw that he was wearing a bandolier loaded with grenades. I have no doubt that a wide, manic smile spread across my pretty little face."
— Mar 20, 2011 01:42PM
Shannon
is on page 306 of 359
"There was nothing I could do but squirm faster and try to trust Adrian, who was surely one of the most competent mere mortals I'd met in years. He had a (small, girlie) gun, he had his wits, and he had ... I don't know. Maybe a silver bikini under his commando-wear, for all I knew."
— Mar 19, 2011 06:33PM
Shannon
is on page 300 of 359
"He lowered himself through the hole, hanging by his hands, and allowed me to support his feet and knees, then his thighs and his midsection, as he slipped down onto the landing. I'm not saying I didn't cop a feel, but I will cry plausible deniability. And furthermore, I will add that he was a goddamn magician to get that whole package tucked. I suspect a space-time portal."
— Mar 19, 2011 06:30PM
Shannon
is on page 202 of 359
"'Look,' he cut in. 'You gave me the speech yesterday about flying under radars, right? Well, here's mine: I've been on the run from the military, the government, my family, and a neighborhoodful of grabby frat boys trying to check my package for the last few years. So trust me, I know how to lie low.'" I love this man, and I need much much more of him.
— Mar 17, 2011 09:20PM
Shannon
is on page 201 of 359
"Somewhere, he'd scored a couple of shovels and a black shirt. The shovels were tarnished with a thin layer of rust but appeared otherwise sound, if filthy. The shirt fit him like a paint job. I approved." Mm hmm.
— Mar 17, 2011 09:09PM
Shannon
is on page 180 of 359
Whoever was on my tail already knew enough about me to cramp my night, and while I'm usually the very soul of discretion, every now and again a girl has to tear loose and run like the devil knows her name. Because he does. And he has a serial number with which he'd like to replace it."
— Mar 17, 2011 12:34AM
Shannon
is on page 155 of 359
"I've never been one of those women to coordinate everything from my lips to my toenails. It's just too time-intensive, and it gives you more goop to smear on a crime scene. Forget it."
— Mar 17, 2011 12:33AM
Shannon
is on page 90 of 359
Wow, this is like Vampire Mission: Impossible. Very cool.
— Mar 16, 2011 02:41AM
Shannon
is on page 55 of 359
Definitely not your normal female vampire heroine character. She's like a morally ambiguous Kate Beckinsale from Underworld.
— Mar 15, 2011 04:15AM
Shannon
is on page 11 of 359
"I hate meeting new people, even new clients who intend to give me money. I try to be pleasant, but I'm not very good at it. The best I can usually pull off is 'professional if somewhat chilly.' It's not ideal, no. But it beats 'awkward and bitchy.'"
— Mar 15, 2011 03:15AM
