I have a new love, and his name is Arden St. Ives. In this latest m/m romance by author Alexis Hall, Arden steals the show as a self-deprecating, camp, and utterly charming wannabe submissive to the aloof billionaire that is Caspian Hart.
How To Bang a Billionaire could be called 50 Shades for the m/m set, and I am just as captivated by this story as I was by Christian & Ana’s. There are certainly some similarities to be drawn here, but this book has a much different feel. There are definite distinctions. These characters, and their motivations, are unique.
This story drew me in from the start, with a prologue that damn near gave me chest pains. Alexis Hall’s writing is gorgeous and oh-so-British, peppered with Arden’s quirky inner dialogue. There are moments and bits of dialogue that took my breath away.
There will be readers that don’t like Caspian. Some may loathe him. I, on the other hand, am fascinated by him. I AM Arden, wanting to get inside his head, needing to get under his skin. While on the surface, Caspian may seem like a “typical” billionaire Dom character, I truly believe we’ve only scratched the surface of who he is, and am excited to see where Alexis takes his character in the next installment of this series.
How To Bang a Billionaire really surprised me. I went into this story with a certain expectation, and those expectations were pleasantly and totally blown away. I’m intrigued and completely consumed with this story. I’m invested in these characters. The story was beautifully told, and Hall leaves you not just wanting more, but needing it.
Meet Alexis Hall
Alexis Hall was born in the early 1980s and still thinks the twenty-first century is the future. To this day, he feels cheated that he lived through a fin de siècle but inexplicably failed to drink a single glass of absinthe, dance with a single courtesan, or stay in a single garret.
He did the Oxbridge thing sometime in the 2000s and failed to learn anything of substance. He has had many jobs, including ice cream maker, fortune-teller, lab technician, and professional gambler. He was fired from most of them.
He can neither cook nor sing, but he can handle a seventeenth-century smallsword, punts from the proper end, and knows how to hot-wire a car.
He lives in southeast England, with no cats and no children, and fully intends to keep it that way.