Real Vampires Have Curves — Gerry Bartlett

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, Glory St. Clair, eternally "full figured." On the plus side, I can rock a corset like nobody's business. Oh, and as for Angus Jeremiah Campbell III, a.k.a. 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 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 technofreak vampire hunter on the loose. Blade's in total he-vampire mode and wants me to move in with him 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...