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John Wiltshire
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The Riddle of the Sands

The Riddle of the Sands - Geoffrey Knight

Still OTT crazy fun!!!  At times this one even got a little too over the top, but hey...I am not going to complain a bit.

Love for all these guys.  And I love the addition of Daniel and Sam in this one...oh and now Big Zettie...I like her already!

And like with the first we are left with a cliffhanger and a set up for the next installment. I'm worried about how in fact this next one will end and how long we will be forced to wait for the story to continue.

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What they saw in that split second was the twisted, crazed faces of a dozen escaped prisoners, rushing down the corridor toward them like vampires exposed to the sun. Leading them was a grinning Vladimir Voltar.

This would totally be me in this situation!!

Phew. Will. Will. Will.

I mean how can I not use Attila too.

Poor Jake...he certainly got the raw end of that deal. :( Meanwhile Shane got exactly what I was hoping for and slutty Will was slutty slutty. Oh my.


Sam stared at the Professor, his expression skeptical. “How the hell do you know all that?”
"The same way I know that if you keep thumping mindlessly on that door, I’m going to take a book off the shelf and hit you over the head with it!” The Professor gave a saccharine-sweet smile. “Call it intuition.”
I need to find a visual for the Professor...I'm a bit in love with him too. :)

“It may be sweet, but if that ass of yours doesn’t quit wrigglin’ around it’s gonna end up on the floor!”
The fact that this is in reference to dear Will is just perfect.

Honestly this is totally who I picture as the Professor...could be the Indiana Jones tie in but who cares. He's too old now, but at this age, he's sexy perfect.

Shining red drops fell six feet, and then, with a monstrous growl and a loud, wet snap, a giant plant below the gangplank leapt to life—two massive crimson petals, with razor-sharp spines along their edges—lapping and gulping at the trail of blood.

I think it's too much too believe Charles is DEAD DEAD DEAD.

“I hope you know this shirt came from Rome and cost a fortune!”

Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.