Writing steamy romance novels was not on the agenda when I left home for college at the age of eighteen. Nor was it on my radar after I had my third child when I hit thirty.  But somewhere along the way, on my commute to work actually, I started daydreaming. Those daydreams became stories, stories that I soon found myself itching to get down on paper. But writing a story and publishing a book are two different animals completely. I’m not going to lie. I cried often. Watched the gray hairs come in and mingle with the dirty blonde ones. It was a daunting process, but one year and countless bottles of wine later, I was ready to publish the first book in The Dangerous Love Series.

I grew up in a small suburb in south Jersey, just minutes from Philadelphia. I moved to Pennsylvania but less than two years later, I came running back. Some people call Jersey the Armpit of America, but I proudly call it home and for that reason, you will find a little bit of Philly and a whole lot of Jersey in each of my novels. 

When I’m not writing and torturing my heroes and heroines, I enjoy going to little league baseball games, watching my hot husband man the grill, and cuddling on the couch with my twin daughters as we watch the next Marvel movie.