Dionne Galace

I found myself in Blackhawk’s bed once. I woke up with the feeling of someone trying to invade my hiney and a voice in my ear saying, “Oh, yeah, give it up to papa!” I immediately shoved him away and coshed his head with the Tiffany lamp on the bedside table. I warned his dumb [...]

I find it hard to believe that this guy is a prince of anything except a banana hammock and the stage at a local gay bar. Look how buff he is. According to the images of royalty that I see on magazines, princes are supposed to be pale, awkward-looking, big-eared, and about a hundred and [...]

This is from the same page that reader Christine sent to me. What is interesting about this cover is that the female cop had handcuffed the cowboy to a bed. Was she intending to give him a speeding ticket, but he was too fast for her, so she followed him home and handcuffed him to [...]

Reader Christine alerted me to this cover and I gotta say, this is some fucked-up shit. There’s just something really disturbing about it. Was she beaten to death with the cane… was it her own cane? Where’s her other slipper? It freaks me out thinking about this poor woman in her house dress and fuzzy [...]

First of all, what’s wrong with this guy? Why does he look all pouty like his mom took away his Xbox 360? Secondly, a romance novel from the point of view of the male?!? Yeah, right. I’m not a man-hater or anything, but the mind of the human male–American male–just doesn’t work the same way [...]