Mom, wife, and a full-time walking disaster fueled by iced coffee, spite, and smut.

I write gritty, emotionally chaotic romance that refuses to stay in its lane. My stories are a blend of dark twists, emotionally damaged characters, and more against-the-wall moments than the health code recommends.

If you’re looking for morally gray men, angst that hurts so good, and steam that breaks furniture and maybe your soul, you’re in the right place.

When I’m not building found families out of unhinged characters, I’m usually stealing snacks from my real-life family and pretending I don’t have a pen addiction. Seafood is a crime, beach sand is a personal betrayal, and Tom Hardy is most definitely a religious experience.