Lil.Carno Loves Albert Wesker

Lil.Carno Loves Albert Wesker
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"Ne yapmak istediğine, ne yapması gerektiğine, ne yapmaya mecbur olduğuna dair hiçbir fikri bulunmayan kafası karmakarışık tek bir varlıktım." -Tüm Sistemler Çöktü, Martha Wells
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“…the Black Dog is looked on as a bad omen, ill luck, disaster or death attending his appearance…”
Reklam
Happiness doused my mind’s interior as I carefully pulled the shiny scope against my chest and closed my eyes, finally feeling a bit of peace. Everything would be okay now.
Even as I said it, I could feel the energy shift within our conversation. I remembered why I didn’t make friends when I moved around. They never understood when you left.

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“Forget about dinner, I want to go see this honey hole of yours. You know the bass are projected to be at a thirteen percent underpopulation next spring?” I accused. He rolled his eyes. “I’m not taking you to my honey hole. Especially if you’re not gonna let me fish!” he shouted with mock exasperation. For being the head game warden, he was actually incredibly lax about the conservation of wildlife. It was no wonder they had to hire me.
“Where to, sir?” A different guard asked as they huddled around me, making certain to keep me as far from the Unseelie prince as possible while still forcing me to walk with him. “To the chamber of blood. I am tired of the human, and it’s the perfect place to paint the walls with her pretty blood.”
Reklam
I wish I could have known more details about all of this. I was beginning to question who I really was anymore. It was like ten versions of myself were shoved into this body, and I grew more confused about who I was with every day that passed. I just wanted to be myself for a while. I had forgotten what that felt like.
How Does It Feel?
How Does It Feel?Jeneane O’Riley
0/10 · 0 okunma
176 syf.
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Konusu itibariyle beni oldukça heyecanlandıran ve uzun süredir okuma listemde olan bir kitaptı. Arkadaşım alınca hemen oturup okuyayım dedim ama uzun süredir yaşadığım en büyük hayal kırıklıklarından biri oldu benim için. Bir mağara araştırması sırasında, araştırmacılardan biri raptorların aslında yok olmadığını ve derin mağaralara çekilerek bu karanlık yaşama uyum sağladıklarını keşfediyor. Ancak bu buluş sırasında ağır yaralandığı için mağarada bıraktığı yumurtayı alma görevini oğluna veriyor. Bu şekilde bakıldığında büyük bir potansiyele sahip bir kurgu. Çok geçmeden her şey random bullshit go şeklinde ilerlemeye başlıyor. Kitaptaki hiçbir karakter mantıklı kararlar vermiyor ve tehlike altındaki bir insanın yapması gerektiği gibi davranmıyor. Saçmalıkların ardı arkası kesilmiyor bir türlü. Böyle olunca da her şey giderek rezil bir hal alıyor. Ben sevmedim. Çalınan zamanımı geri istiyorum.
Raptor
RaptorPaul Zindel · Hyperion Book CH · 19991 okunma
176 syf.
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Raptor
RaptorPaul Zindel
3/10 · 1 okunma
“You never should have taken that egg. That’s the first rule about wilderness—leave wildlife alone!”
Reklam
You don’t find a fantastic creature like a baby dinosaur, and say,’ Oh, I think I’ll keep it so my dad can be famous and make a few bucks!’ You’d be a jerk.”
Her first instinct was to safeguard the tunnels leading to her nest. She roared and lurched, sniffing through every side chamber and alcove. Then she traced and retraced her steps, returning each time to count her eggs. Eleven. Each time when she returned she saw only eleven. Finally, she had calmed enough to know what had happened. She began to shriek, cries steeped in pain and sorrow and rage. Her body shook with anguish, and she withheld her body heat from her nest.
“He’s a death spirit,” Zack had heard one of the old Ute Indian workers say about him. “His heart is like death.”
Suddenly, beyond the animal, an enormous form began to emerge from the darkness. He saw a bounding shadow of pebbled, leathery skin racing toward him. It was the shape of a creature familiar to him from textbooks and years of exhuming bones. A thing he had studied his whole life. Oh, God. Oh, God … A scream erupted from deep inside Norak as the creature began to run upright with shining eyes, a flash of teeth, and its stiff tail protruding behind it. A raptor! Something extinct!
Somewhere below—in the bowels of the network of rotting mine shafts and solution caves that riddled Silver Mountain—the murky shape of a mother lizard was looking for food near the base of a waterfall. She had searched for hours each day, ever since she’d felt motion beginning inside her eggs in the nest—a warning that there would soon be a dozen hatchlings clawing at her underside for food. Her instincts had told her it was time to gorge on blind mud fish and stubby-limbed bats—anything she could find hiding in the dark and damp crannies of the caves.
Professor Norak stopped dead in his tracks. This must be a joke, he thought. A few of his paleontology students were playing a joke. Very funny.
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