The thing about Steve Rogers’ books was that no one really knew how they got so popular all of a sudden. They just did. One day you had no idea the man existed, then you blinked and boom — you saw his name plastered for the second month in a row on The New York Times Best Seller List. To say his books were good would be the understatement of the century. That man was the Mozart of creative writing.
or: Steve is Bucky’s favourite writer.
(Library note: this story is not rated and the author has chosen not to warn.)








