I saw my first romance novel as a kid while visiting my grandmother. It was “Cheyenne Caress” by Georgina Gentry, and I, like any good deviant kid, remember sneaking glances at it nearly every time I ...

I was 11 when I read my first romance novel. It was “Where Eagles Dare,” by Alistair MacLean. I was home from school sick with something that kept me snuffling under a snowdrift of rumpled tissues, ...

I remember blushing over my first romance novel, liberated from my mother’s bookshelf. The clinch cover featured legendary Italian model Fabio in a passionate, shirtless embrace with our heroine. It ...