“The year is 2014 and dinosaurs have gained control of the world economy due to exceptionally accurate stock predictions. After graduating from NYU with a business degree, John is hired to be the assistant for one of the largest trading firms on Wall Street. His boss, the CEO of the company is highly regarded as the best businessman of the century. Only difference is that he is a dinosaur.”
So goes the Amazon.com synopsis of A Billionaire Dinosaur Forced Me Gay, one of prolific erotic novelist Hunter Fox’s massive collection.
Romance novels are cheesy by definition. That’s their job — to present a fantasy version of idealized eroticism. It’s escapism pure and simple.
So we’re still trying to wrap our heads around this new subset of erotic fiction that features dinosaurs, robots and sea monsters having their way with hunky men.