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erry Bartlett (writing as Lynn McKay) has been hooked on romance novels since she read Gone with the Wind in the seventh grade. She's still sure Scarlett and Rhett lived happily ever after. She discovered Jane Austen and Georgette Heyer novels after her freshman year at the University of Texas and fell in love with England and the Regency period.

Sweet Deceit is her first Regency set in historical and was released in April 2002 from Dorchester Publishing. The castle on the Thames in the novel is based on a real castle that friends of Gerry's "researched" for her on a trip to England. Her first two published novels were contemporaries, and she says she likes to write stories with spunky heroines and romantic suspense, the steamier the better.

Gerry recently quit her day job as an elementary reading and math specialist to spend more time writing. She loves traveling, gourmet eating and searching for treasures at estate sales and thrift shops. She sells the treasures she does not keep at two antique malls in Galveston as the Dragon Lady.

Gerry lives between Houston and Galveston with her husband, son and spoiled-rotten lap dog. She loves to hear from readers, so feel free to send her some e-mail or you can send her "snail mail" at P.O. Box 101, League City, TX 77574-0101.

Real Vampires Have Curves
March 2007
Berkley
ISBN: TBD

What—did you think all vamps were pale, thin and brooding?

Don’t I wish.

Me, I just happened to be bloating when a sexy Scotsman sank his teeth into me, so here I am, eternally “full-figured.” On the plus side, Glory St. Claire can rock a corset like nobody’s business. Oh, and as for Angus Jeremiah Campbell III, aka Jeremy Blade? We’ve been on and off again for centuries, currently off. After a couple hundred years we sure know how to press each other’s hot buttons—in good ways and bad.

The whole never-aging thing means that a girl’s gotta keep moving, and I’m headed for Austin and a new business venture: Vintage Vamp’s Emporium. After all, I love cute clothes, and I am an antique. Only problem is, there’s a billionaire techno-freak vampire hunter on the loose. Blade’s in total he-vampire mode, and orders me to move in so he can “protect” me. But I’m sick of the not-so-little woman thing. It’s time for this vamp to explore her own powers . . .