Despite her strict Amish upbringing, author Cleo Lovelace knew that she had a terribly naughty mind. In her daydreams the fairies and ogres did more than play jokes on the humans who wandered into their worlds. Now Cleo writes those daydreams down, and there's nothing PG about them. Cleo can be found sipping espresso on her balcony along the Rue de Barres, or staring at the ocean from her Malibu beach house. She writes by the light of the Aurora Borealis and while rafting through the Amazon, and Cleo never holds back.
Erotic. Ridiculous. Lovelace.