We are talking of a ook that includes four primary scenes of pyrotechnics, each roughly a stage up from the first, along with multiple helicopters and gun porn mixed in with those good [ with firearms and the ladies ] soldiers who somehow put personal ethics in front of the rules but do n't end up court-martialled.
Ofte, that 's simple, you just eed a blonde ( redhaired also acceptable) female scientist with an emotional roadblock in her past and a general vacancy next to her heart and a smoldering, swarthy military type man with his own emotional upheaval and a soft inside wrapped around his tough, down-to-business exterior.
Top off the whole hing with bad guys largely described by ( a) their disrespect for omen and ( ) the disregard for the sanctity of motherhood and children and you ar a complete package.To explain, or to at least elaborate, on what I am saying, let 's giv a look at th scene at an alligator farm early on in he ovel.
They prove that at least one of the experiments has escaped, a massive killing machine, and begi to hunt it ( see above alligator farm on flames).
By the time, they re in up to their neck and people with deep pockets and a lack of morals ( and a total disrespect for the sanctity of motherhood) need them out of the way.
It 's almos too much book for its circa 500 pages, and barely enough actual story to fill a YA adult novel half that size.But people who ant to writ his are n't in it for the tory, in he pat that anyon who rereads Howard 's End for the hird time are picking at the story for subtly missed details.
They are in it for the story in pat that every explosion, ever heart-racing glance at a would-be lover, and every boat speeding to save the day is a retellin in its own right.