Denise Eagan resides in suburban Boston. The town is just boring enough for her to keep writing her Victorian romances, generally with a mystery/murder element because nothing says romance like a dead body. In a house of all males—husband, two teenage boys and a thieving beagle—she keeps her sanity and fends off testosterone poisoning by eating massive doses of chocolate chip cookie dough. She has a degree in finance, but when her first book, soon to be titled Wicked Woman, became a finalist in the American Title competition sponsored by Romantic Times, she turned to writing full-time.
