Let me issue a word of warning, though.
It's not literature.
It's not about the colour grey.
Or paint.
They have sex.
Lots of it.
(So much so that by Book 3, you start thinking, get a room, puuuuuhleeeease).
The author repeats the same descriptions.
(And again, when you get to Book 3, you wonder if she copied-and-pasted)
But it's light.
Entertaining.
And the author makes more than a million pounds per week from these books.
Lucky girl.
And not everything has to be serious in life, right?
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