Cleo Browne is a neurospicy geeky girl from New Zealand. As a child she realized very early on that she wasn’t a people person, so would spend all her time reading and writing her own stories. These stories usually ended with the line “and then they died”. As an adult, she has gotten slightly more people-y (not much) and better at not killing all her characters off when she writes.
Cleo loves to write about women who don’t need a man to do their dirty work and the hot alpha men who turn to mush when they watch their women handling business.
When she’s not writing romance novels about strong, curvy women and the men who adore them, she hangs out at home with her hubby, her boys, and her ancient greyhound who likes to creepily watch her write.
Cleo loves to write about women who don’t need a man to do their dirty work and the hot alpha men who turn to mush when they watch their women handling business.
When she’s not writing romance novels about strong, curvy women and the men who adore them, she hangs out at home with her hubby, her boys, and her ancient greyhound who likes to creepily watch her write.
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