So according to CNBC, there are 585 billionaires in the US. If we believe the romance industry, what percentage of those do you think are single male werewolves in their mid-twenties?
(I’m guessing about 1200%, but that’s just a ballpark estimate based on the covers here; I could be way low).
You can blame E.L. James for all the romances (paranormal and otherwise) with “Billionaire” in the title; she has a runaway success with one bit of bad Stephenie-Meyer-wannabe BDSM fan fiction, and the next thing you know…
His clothes are in a terrible state for a billionaire, surely he could afford better clothes? Or was it the wolf which ripped them to pieces and he didn’t want to bother with a new shirt?
Ahem:
– Something shifted all right
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So according to CNBC, there are 585 billionaires in the US. If we believe the romance industry, what percentage of those do you think are single male werewolves in their mid-twenties?
(I’m guessing about 1200%, but that’s just a ballpark estimate based on the covers here; I could be way low).
They probably all have their profiles on YaAWWHOOooo! Personals.
You can blame E.L. James for all the romances (paranormal and otherwise) with “Billionaire” in the title; she has a runaway success with one bit of bad Stephenie-Meyer-wannabe BDSM fan fiction, and the next thing you know…
Werewolves are just so good at tax evasion that no one really knows they’re billionaires.
His clothes are in a terrible state for a billionaire, surely he could afford better clothes? Or was it the wolf which ripped them to pieces and he didn’t want to bother with a new shirt?