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There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind. - So Long And Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams |
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Blogging Ransom My Heart (because I absolutely cannot stand it anymore.) My dear Finnula, exactly what the hell do you want. Please make up your mind already. Do you have split personality or what? Some horny woman and the other slightly cool huntress. What happened to little awesome you had before this crap happened? Not to mention you are a total mary sue. Ugh. And the guy just said "I know I gave my word I wouldn't touch you, but----" you're going to let him get away with that? Yeah, he promised you not to touch you twice and ended up force-kissing you the first and now I don't even want to know where the second time is going. Especially since it's in a bedroom. Hint. A locked one. Major hint. Why are you letting him boss you around, I thought you were meant to be a figure of feminism or something! So what exactly is the moral of this story? Guys who break their promises are forgiven if they're hot? Morals can be ignored when said hot guy seduces you? Premarital sex is inevitable and fun? You would go into a room with the hot guy that is definitely going to seduce you even when you refused in the first place? You would go in as his freaking wife? FINNULA PLEASE WAKE UP. PLEASE. I'M BEGGING YOU. ...His eyes are changing colors? What? He's horny one moment and sulky the next? Finnula, you'd better watch out, because I bet he sparkles in the sunlight too. Yeah. She hated him until he got good-looking. And she likes him because of his ARMS. And she admires his armpit hair. Yeah. True love indeed. UGH NOW SHE'S DESCRIBING HIS PUBIC HAIR. SOMEONE SAVE ME. UGH JESSSS HOW DID YOU GET THROUGH THIS. I bet you skipped the whole chapter. Ugh. Velvet head of his.... I shouldn't have drunk that mushroom soup earlier. As if they'd been made for each other. Uh-huh, like it hasn't been used a hundred times before to explain away how two people who originally hated each other could suddenly and inexplicably fall in love. Of course, sexual attraction is what brought them together. How romantic. That sooo makes me want to fall in love. Oh crap. Now he's going to make her wear dresses. How typical. Not considering her wishes at all. I hate you to the core, Earl Hugo whatever-your-name-is. I don't even want to take the trouble to remember it. "Such thoughts were maudlin and nauseating" YES YES YES. ARE YOU FINALLY BEGINNING TO SEE SENSE?! I doubt it, though. Dude, overreaction, much? He's only shaking her for goodness sakes, no one ever dies from that, is there really a need to draw a knife out? Plus, he's her freaking brother. Is it really wise to be pointing a blade at him? I don't see why girls find this kind of thing romantic. (Bella, stop breathing! There might be some toxic chemicals in the air!) Wait, I thought the point of her wearing braies was to show that she was different from other women? And now he wants to make her stop? ... This is sending the wrong message in so many ways. Finnula, when he tells you about this, you'd better give him a good thrashing, and gain back what little respect I've ever had for you. HAHAHAH EPIC MOMENT IS HERE. YOUR FATHERRRRRRR Please tell me she turns him down in the end. Freedom and individuality vs. luxury and wealth? Anyone would know which to pick. However, considering how the story has been so far, I suspect it will be the latter. Yes! Yes! Stick with that resolution. Don't you chicken out on me, Finnula. Don't look him in the eyes or anything. Just reject him. and if he comes back to rape you then shoot him. Come on, don't let me down. Still.... I'm only halfway through the book. What could possibly happen now? WHAT. WHAT?! NO, NO STOP IT. WHY ARE YOU ALLOWING YOURSELF TO BE IN A ROOM WITH HIM?! 'Kiss her, she'll come around'? What kind of a sister are you? You are despicable. URKKKKKKKKKKKKKDS:LFAS:dlADSF. That was the sound of my brain dying. Stop crushing her to your chest, you bloody idiot, you must have done that ten times in the last fifty pages. I finally understand what crush means - not crushed heart or crushed feelings, but crushed bones. Hm. Why are all the men so hard and muscular and iron-hewn or whatever? Anyone who writes this should be forced to make out with a statue as punishment. It's not exactly pleasant. ...Is it just me or did he just say that marriage was the honorable way of getting more sex? ... I give up on this book. If anyone reads this and likes it, stay far far away from me, because you are a scary person. |