Once upon a time there was a totally ordinary boy who fell for a cold, beautiful prince. Only it’s not a fairy tale, it’s my life. The prince is a billionaire called Caspian Hart. And we’re trying super hard to live happily ever after.
He’s everything I want, need, and can’t resist: a man who looks like a god and bangs like the devil. Except he’s still got his rules and he’s still got his secrets . . .
But if there’s one thing Caspian’s taught me it’s that you should never settle for less than you’re worth. And I’m worth his trust. I have to show him that I see him. That I’m not afraid of his passion, or his power, or his past. And that I won’t settle for less than everything.
Spankers & Blood Suckers
Y’know what’s overrated? Originality.
It’s probably not quite true that there are no new ideas. After all, the number of possible ideas is presumably infinite, although the lion’s share of that infinite potentiality would most likely be made up of nonsensical nonstarters like fire made out of eggs or a rock opera about the agricultural revolution set to the music of Fleetwood Mac. And every so often a new idea will turn out to be genuinely cool (I wouldn’t entirely want to lay money against someone making the Fleetwood Mac crop rotation jukebox musical work) but I think what’s always puzzled me is the notion that the merit of an idea should be assessed on the basis of its novelty rather than on the basis of its, well, merit. I mean, yes, there are certain things that I’m well-aware are a bit overplayed. I own enough zombie-themed board games that I am not in any especial hurry to rush out and buy another zombie-themed board game. But I don’t think I’d ever actually declare myself to be done with zombies.