Deadly Sins chapter 17-19 ish
Real life has been hectic. I won't go into gory details, but a coworker is suffering from sepsis. So I have been covering his shifts and I may be starting a second job. But all that aside, let's try and get through this the rest of this book.
Chapter Seventeen
In the last chapters, Skye was attacked by the killer and nearly died from overdosing on some mystery gas. But Logan's dick might just be magical, because her near death experience isn't even hinted at now.
Skye was replete, sensually satisfied, and feeling the effects of complete exhaustion as it dragged at her body.
See? McBullshit.
Anyway, she and Logan are laying there waiting for daylight because nothing bad ever happens during the day, apparently. But their rest is interrupted by Crowe's call and he and Rafer swoop in with a wounded woman. What......wait, what the fuck? If someone has been shot, you might want to take her to the hospital. But no, Logan drags out a fully stocked "military medical kit" to fix her.
I just....I can't, ladies, I can't. I really want to kick Logan in the teeth and I can't even say why.
"What the fuck happened?" Logan snarled as he knelt next to the couch where Cami lay on her stomach, a makeshift bandage covering the back of her shoulder.
MAYBE. THAT'S. WHY. He's always snarling, roaring, or growling some macho bullshit. And if this was a caricature like Duke Nukem or Lobo, I'd just laugh it off. But I think the author really thinks this is appealing in a man. It's not. It's weird and uncharming.
Also, I'd like to point out that they are laying an injured bleeding person on a couch in a house that has had a puppy running around.
Come on guys, I'm not even medic savvy enough to change a bandage and I know that's gross. I was so put off by this, I had a discussion with a friend:
Me: so this book, there is a killer trying to kill women, whatever. anyway, a woman gets shot and instead of taking her to the hospital, they take her to the hero and heroine's place and lay her on a couch...still bleeding, mind you, with a bullet in her. Then our hero proceeds to dig it out and stitch her up. NOW. Even with a fully stocked medical "kit"...i would also like to point out that a puppy has been running around all over the house before this. your impressions.
Rad:.... He's an idiot with a hero complex, like the moron who kept that damaged crow in a filthy chicken hut for 6 weeks.
Me: THANK YOU. ALSO PUPPIES ARE GROSS. ADORABLE BUT GROSS. THEY'RE WALKING GERM MACHINES.
Rad: All babies are gross!
Me: THEY DIDN'T EVEN LAY DOWN ANYTHING OR STERILIZE THE COUCH
Rad: So she dies of sepsis, even if the blood loss doesn't kill her.
Apparently one of her bodyguards was the killer in disguise and another killer tried to sniper her. I'm not really sure what is going on there because I'm skim reading and rolling my eyes out of my skull over all three of the men turning in Neanderthals. I get being really mad about this, I do. But it's just slathered on to the point of gross.
If someone is in pain, would you sit there and rage like a lunatic or would you calm the hell down and focus on making them better? But this isn't really about the woman, now is it? They're mad because she almost got killed and it's a failing on their part. It is an attack against -them-. Yes, Rafer is in love with her, etc but from the excerpts you can see just how Cami acts. She's afraid to show the agony she's in because he'll be affected? THE HELL?
Pulling the gauze and tape aside, Rafter cursed as she jerked at the pain. Her smothered moan had each man grimacing in fury.
-
Cami's face was buried in the couch, and now that her lover couldn't see what she would feel as a weakness, Logan could feel the slight tremble of her shoulders and knew she was crying.
"It's okay, little sister," he murmured, knowing if Rafer saw those tears, he would go ape-shit. None of them would be able to control him then.
Me: WAIT, ANOTHER QUESTION ABOUT THIS BOOK XD
Rad: ?
Me: Ok, so I'm no medic but can you just...dose a person with pain killer on the fly without knowing their vitals? Like, their weight vs their respitory, or their medical history....and it's from a syringe, so i'm assuming it's strong medicine
Rad: You can, if you want to creatively kill them. 8B
Me: GOD, I CAN'T EVEN WITH THIS.
Rad: SCREW THE REALITY, I HAVE BAD PORNO!
Anyway, Logan can just put the hospital out of business with his healing skills and he stitches her up. Whatever. Now on to the men belittling the wommins because oh noes, they can't protect their dainty selves. Skye theorizes on how weird it is to suddenly have the killer be in two places and have a sniper rifle, perhaps making some sense about that whole there are other killers theory. Then she says she knows (a shadowy partial criminal?) someone who can watch over the women and ensure their safety while drawing out the killer.
Man, give this woman two minutes and she's organized the lot of them. I'd almost be impressed if I didn't have a hunch how this book will end. *troll face*
Chapter Eighteen
Oh Jesus, Logan is being a dick about Skye's criminal friend, not because he may be dangerous and not because he's shady. He might want to sleep with Skye.
"No, I don't," she answered, keeping her tone low, pushing back that instinctive need to get as confrontational as he was and just as horny.
He was filling out the front of his jeans like nobody's business.
For a moment, she wondered if she would ever get enough of him.
Don't worry, hun. I've just about had enough of him for the entire state of Virginia. I almost get interested in this chapter because it is Skye centric and it highlights her fears and hopes. Then she ruins it for me.
She was feminine, but she realized in that moment she hadn't been raised as most girls were.
To be delicate and soft and sweetly charming, or even secretly bitchy.
On behalf of most "girls" everywhere:
Hey, did you think the entitled misogyny couldn't get worse?
"I don't think so." Logan stepped in front of her before she could reach the door. "You can make that call right here."
She stared back at him silently for long moments. "Don't try to order me around, Logan," she finally warned him. "I won't deal well with it."
"It's not an order, Skye; it's a warning. This isn't something you want to do. Not right now. Not while my survival instincts are mixing with my possessiveness," he promised her. "As long as I'm sharing that fucking bed with you"-his finger stabbed at the mussed bed-"you belong to me. That means any time you're dealing with a man like Ivan Resnova on something more than purely business level, I will be there."
To be fair, Skye does what she wants and doesn't slam a desk phone against the side of his head like I would have done. And...goddammit, I like Ivan in the first ten sentences he speaks more than I like Logan. Is he possessive? Oh hell yeah, but at least he manages to actually care about Skye's personal health and happiness, while balancing his own selfish wants. How is it that in three pages, I feel like Ivan sees her as a human being whereas this whole novel has spent 290 pages convincing me that Logan is a possessive sociopath?
Ivan says he'll keep everyone safe and all the men will personally owe him later. Good, I hope he drags their assholes over the coals. -_- *grump*
Chapter Nineteen
to be continued when i'm not so angry
Chapter Seventeen
In the last chapters, Skye was attacked by the killer and nearly died from overdosing on some mystery gas. But Logan's dick might just be magical, because her near death experience isn't even hinted at now.
Skye was replete, sensually satisfied, and feeling the effects of complete exhaustion as it dragged at her body.
See? McBullshit.
Anyway, she and Logan are laying there waiting for daylight because nothing bad ever happens during the day, apparently. But their rest is interrupted by Crowe's call and he and Rafer swoop in with a wounded woman. What......wait, what the fuck? If someone has been shot, you might want to take her to the hospital. But no, Logan drags out a fully stocked "military medical kit" to fix her.
I just....I can't, ladies, I can't. I really want to kick Logan in the teeth and I can't even say why.
"What the fuck happened?" Logan snarled as he knelt next to the couch where Cami lay on her stomach, a makeshift bandage covering the back of her shoulder.
MAYBE. THAT'S. WHY. He's always snarling, roaring, or growling some macho bullshit. And if this was a caricature like Duke Nukem or Lobo, I'd just laugh it off. But I think the author really thinks this is appealing in a man. It's not. It's weird and uncharming.
Also, I'd like to point out that they are laying an injured bleeding person on a couch in a house that has had a puppy running around.
Come on guys, I'm not even medic savvy enough to change a bandage and I know that's gross. I was so put off by this, I had a discussion with a friend:
Me: so this book, there is a killer trying to kill women, whatever. anyway, a woman gets shot and instead of taking her to the hospital, they take her to the hero and heroine's place and lay her on a couch...still bleeding, mind you, with a bullet in her. Then our hero proceeds to dig it out and stitch her up. NOW. Even with a fully stocked medical "kit"...i would also like to point out that a puppy has been running around all over the house before this. your impressions.
Rad:.... He's an idiot with a hero complex, like the moron who kept that damaged crow in a filthy chicken hut for 6 weeks.
Me: THANK YOU. ALSO PUPPIES ARE GROSS. ADORABLE BUT GROSS. THEY'RE WALKING GERM MACHINES.
Rad: All babies are gross!
Me: THEY DIDN'T EVEN LAY DOWN ANYTHING OR STERILIZE THE COUCH
Rad: So she dies of sepsis, even if the blood loss doesn't kill her.
Apparently one of her bodyguards was the killer in disguise and another killer tried to sniper her. I'm not really sure what is going on there because I'm skim reading and rolling my eyes out of my skull over all three of the men turning in Neanderthals. I get being really mad about this, I do. But it's just slathered on to the point of gross.
If someone is in pain, would you sit there and rage like a lunatic or would you calm the hell down and focus on making them better? But this isn't really about the woman, now is it? They're mad because she almost got killed and it's a failing on their part. It is an attack against -them-. Yes, Rafer is in love with her, etc but from the excerpts you can see just how Cami acts. She's afraid to show the agony she's in because he'll be affected? THE HELL?
Pulling the gauze and tape aside, Rafter cursed as she jerked at the pain. Her smothered moan had each man grimacing in fury.
-
Cami's face was buried in the couch, and now that her lover couldn't see what she would feel as a weakness, Logan could feel the slight tremble of her shoulders and knew she was crying.
"It's okay, little sister," he murmured, knowing if Rafer saw those tears, he would go ape-shit. None of them would be able to control him then.
Me: WAIT, ANOTHER QUESTION ABOUT THIS BOOK XD
Rad: ?
Me: Ok, so I'm no medic but can you just...dose a person with pain killer on the fly without knowing their vitals? Like, their weight vs their respitory, or their medical history....and it's from a syringe, so i'm assuming it's strong medicine
Rad: You can, if you want to creatively kill them. 8B
Me: GOD, I CAN'T EVEN WITH THIS.
Rad: SCREW THE REALITY, I HAVE BAD PORNO!
Anyway, Logan can just put the hospital out of business with his healing skills and he stitches her up. Whatever. Now on to the men belittling the wommins because oh noes, they can't protect their dainty selves. Skye theorizes on how weird it is to suddenly have the killer be in two places and have a sniper rifle, perhaps making some sense about that whole there are other killers theory. Then she says she knows (a shadowy partial criminal?) someone who can watch over the women and ensure their safety while drawing out the killer.
Man, give this woman two minutes and she's organized the lot of them. I'd almost be impressed if I didn't have a hunch how this book will end. *troll face*
Chapter Eighteen
Oh Jesus, Logan is being a dick about Skye's criminal friend, not because he may be dangerous and not because he's shady. He might want to sleep with Skye.
"No, I don't," she answered, keeping her tone low, pushing back that instinctive need to get as confrontational as he was and just as horny.
He was filling out the front of his jeans like nobody's business.
For a moment, she wondered if she would ever get enough of him.
Don't worry, hun. I've just about had enough of him for the entire state of Virginia. I almost get interested in this chapter because it is Skye centric and it highlights her fears and hopes. Then she ruins it for me.
She was feminine, but she realized in that moment she hadn't been raised as most girls were.
To be delicate and soft and sweetly charming, or even secretly bitchy.
On behalf of most "girls" everywhere:
Hey, did you think the entitled misogyny couldn't get worse?
"I don't think so." Logan stepped in front of her before she could reach the door. "You can make that call right here."
She stared back at him silently for long moments. "Don't try to order me around, Logan," she finally warned him. "I won't deal well with it."
"It's not an order, Skye; it's a warning. This isn't something you want to do. Not right now. Not while my survival instincts are mixing with my possessiveness," he promised her. "As long as I'm sharing that fucking bed with you"-his finger stabbed at the mussed bed-"you belong to me. That means any time you're dealing with a man like Ivan Resnova on something more than purely business level, I will be there."
To be fair, Skye does what she wants and doesn't slam a desk phone against the side of his head like I would have done. And...goddammit, I like Ivan in the first ten sentences he speaks more than I like Logan. Is he possessive? Oh hell yeah, but at least he manages to actually care about Skye's personal health and happiness, while balancing his own selfish wants. How is it that in three pages, I feel like Ivan sees her as a human being whereas this whole novel has spent 290 pages convincing me that Logan is a possessive sociopath?
Ivan says he'll keep everyone safe and all the men will personally owe him later. Good, I hope he drags their assholes over the coals. -_- *grump*
Chapter Nineteen
to be continued when i'm not so angry