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The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Honestly, I expected more from this book. Maybe a solution of this triangle or something. But it seems to me that with every new book the situation gets worse, not better.
Still, for a light summer reading, aiming to distract me from the hard studying I'm supposed to be doing, which it was, “Sizzling sixteen” is just perfect.

Какъв обесник, какъв тип, интелигентен, безскрупулен и дяволски хитър, пълен с енергия и безкрайни възможности!

Quotes. Spoiler-tagged just in case they're spoilery. I'm terrible at seeing what is and what isn't a spoiler.

The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money.Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that'd still be keeping his feet dry in ten years' time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.This was the Captain Samuel Vimes “Boots” theory of socioeconomic unfairness.**“Oh, well. How are you, Sam? Did you go to see Havelock?”Vimes nodded. Never in his life, he thought, would he get used to the idea of the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork having a first name, or that anyone could ever know him well enough to call him by it.**Doesn't he ever sleep? thought Vimes. Doesn't the bloody man ever get his head down? Isn't there a room somewhere with a black dressing gown hanging on the door?He knocked on the door of the Oblong Office.“Ah, captain,” said the Patrician, looking up from his paperwork. “You were commendably quick.”“Was I?”“You got my message?” said Lord Vetinari.“No, sir. I've been... occupied.**The Patrician heard him thump the wall outside. Vimes wasn't aware, but there were a number of barely perceptible dents in the wall outside the Oblong Office, their depths corresponding to his emotional state at the time.By the sound of it, this one would need the services of a plasterer.Lord Vetinari permitted himself a smile, although there was no humor in it.The city operated. It was a self-regulating college of Guilds linked by the inexorable laws of mutual self-interest, and it worked. On average. By and large. Overall. Normally.The last thing you needed was some Watchman blundering around upsetting things, like a loose... a loose... a loose siege catapult.Normally.Vimes seemed in a suitable emotional state. With any luck, the orders would have the desired effect...**There's a limit to the power of a spring, no matter how tightly one winds it.”“Oh, yes. Yes. And you hope that if you wind a spring one way, all its energies will unwind the other way. And sometimes you have to wind the spring as tight as it will go,” said Vetinari, “and pray it doesn't break.”His expression changed.“Oh dear,” he said.“Pardon?” said Leonard.“He didn't thump the wall. I may have gone too far.”**“Then I must have put it down somewhere. I'm sure I couldn't say where, sir.”“My word, I hope you absent-mindedly put it down somewhere safe.”“I'm sure it's...well guarded, sir.”“I think you've learned a lot from Cap—Commander Vimes, captain.”“Sir. My father always said I was a quick learner, sir.”

Roarke is a wet dream, Eve is haunted and stubborn. They are good together.
A nice beginning of the series. (Though the series itself gets repetitive.)

No white-hot rage, no fanatical hatred. Just a simple, icy determination. About as dangerous as you could get.Wedge looked out at the lights of the shipyard. So once again, as it had so many times before, it was all going to come down to a matter of trust. Trust in a farm lad, fresh off a backward desert world, to lead him in an attack on the first Death Star. Trust in a former high-stakes gambler, who might or might not have had any real combat experience, to lead him in an attack on the second Death Star. And now, trust in a smuggler who might just as easily betray him for the right price.

Real stupidity beats artificial intelligence every time.YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING. “They're not the same at all!” YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME... SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED. “Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what's the point—” MY POINT EXACTLY.” Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.

Have I mentioned that I love Death?

The first book by Sandra Brown I ever read. From what I've read, her best book. I loved it.

“There are no ambitions noble enough to justify breaking someone's heart.”
You hear that, Qhuinn? Normality is so overrated!

“..the best is only bought at the cost of great pain...or so says the legend”

3.5

Funny.

Wish I could say more but I only remember bits and pieces.

Skipped the four chapters of Christmas torture but otherwise liked it a lot.

How is this even a thing?

I'm not against fanfiction in general nor against 1D fanfic in particular, and I have no opinion one way or another in regard to P2P but this... this I'm against. Published RPF blatantly referring to Harry Styles, with its own merch - this is messed up.

I don't get it. HOW did it get published? How did it get translated и на български, при това? How is it getting a damned movie?

How come such pieces of... fiction become worldwide published phenomena?


http://www.cosmopolitan.com/entertainment/books/a32330/after-author-anna-todd-interview/

But Todd only sees any comparisons to Fifty Shades as an honor. Todd loves the E.L. James series and credits it with “totally [changing] my reading life.” In Fifty Shades, “everything was based in Washington and Seattle, and so I was like, After's going to be in Seattle!” Tessa's interest in publishing was inspired by Todd's own passion for novels but also Fifty Shades' Ana Steele, who pursues a career in book publishing.

Много поетична, но определено не е моята книга.

This is a prime example why WIPs are torture.

I finally, finally got to it. Verdict: I like it.

Nothing like two psychos in... something.

What even..

I've been wondering about the lack of hysteria over this book (but not missing it).

I actually like the idea of total media eclipse pre-release. It's fresh. And I miss the days before ARCs became such a mass occurence.

Hopefully this won't be the only positive thing I'll have to say for this book. :D

Любим разказ: Шибил

Ще препрочитам.

nts: look for it, dead link

podfic exists

I'm glad this is already on Goodreads. Because it's so long, and I'm mad about the last few chapters, and I already have problems completing my challenge when most of my leisure reading material is fanfic not listed on Goodreads.

I tend to avoid adding new stories unless the author is already listed/has other fics listed on here. Because drama and I can't be bothered.

3.5

...и от тях си отиди.

Четвърта звезда в последния момент, защото последната история ме накара да се замисля.Иначе бих предпочела да има по-малко клозети и истински мухи в писоарите, не се радвам на припомнянето за [b:Преди да се родя 27216332 Преди да се родя Ivailo Petrov https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1523561282s/27216332.jpg 47259042].

bashing, clichés, murder, conspiracies, orders within other orders etc. In other words, not everyone's cup of tea.

Will probably read again.