Chapter 1: Normality has left the building.
Having a good, sound grasp of coherent quantum of solace, having seen the james bond movie over seven times, and having practiced some of james's better moves in front of the bathroom mirror in the hope of impressing myself, i thought it'd be worth sending
Wolf & Sheep's Secret
Lucera gave her sister another frown, "i don't think james bond ever slept with his own sister." "sister?" allison tried to fake her best british accent, "i am not your sister, i am the great khaleesi and i demand you let me please you!"
Chapter 5: Night Delivery
The scene below wasn't too terribly exciting, from a james bond sort of view.
Maranatha - Chapter XVI - as told by Nicky Marlowe
It fails to impress alice, who's been misinformed by james bond. fuck.
Sunny Days - Teil 1 -
Doch auch als james bond die welt zu retten konnte ihn nicht ablenken. wer hatte da bloß nach ihm gefragt? wollte sie ihn kennen lernen? und kannte er sie womöglich?
Marcus Lane - Chapter Four
The other car was a white lotus esprit, almost identical to what james bond drove. "another flashy car," oliver mused. "it's like little hartbrook is turning into the set of fast & ferocious." the door of the lotus opened and gareth's muzzle fell open.
Sensitive Information
Just as soon as she hid the vile of fake poison behind the gifted oriental dragon, tindall threw back the bathroom door with a suave dramatic air about himself that can only be describe as james bond-esque.
Special Assignments – Chapter Twenty One
Most the titles were historical books, but i also noticed vintage copies of agent shepworth novels, lord of the rings, james bond and the bronte sisters.
Secret Agents at the Bar
The well-to-do british voice spoke, male, confidant, smooth, a real life "james bond" character, the owner of the voice was a fit man, standing an even six-foot-tall, mid-30s, head full of luxurious black hair, he was one of mi6's finest agents and he went
Those Grey Steel Nights S1E7: Trouble just for kicks
Some kind of james bond spy? who do you work for? if it's not the feds, not the cia or fbi, then who?" i finally spat it out. she looked at me.
In-Flight Entertainment
Unlike aiden's voice the tiger's was unfaulteringly confident and oozed masculinity, like the idealized imagine of a lumberjack or james bond. "so, uh, what's you're name?" the rodent cringed at his own awkward small talk.
Vindication
Pretending he was james bond he leaped around the corner. of course, the badger was in his chair, his face plastered in the same magazine as before. this was the opening he was waiting for.