I was just thinking back to the first romance novels I used to read. I’m almost positive the very first one I read was a bodice ripper called Sweet Deception. I saw the cover and couldn’t resist reading it at the tender age of thirteen. I became unstoppable after that, reading sometimes five bodice rippers per week and wishing I was the heroine at times. I especially wanted to be Heather in The Flame and The Flower with a Brandon of my own. (silly child that I was)
Can you all recall the first or one of the first romance novels you’ve ever read that made you become hooked on the genre?