Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses.
Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

One city. Nine million people.
An heiress hell bent on breaking her parents' rules…
A CEO struggling to maintain control... 
Two co-workers with a history they can’t delete…
An artist running from her past…
The man who wants nothing more than to protect her…
A manwh*re doctor looking for a second chance with the only woman he’s ever loved…
A detective and her jerk of a boss, hunting down a serial killer…
And the hunky man who might just be one lucky girl’s Christmas Miracle…

Hanleigh's London

I take her hand, leading her out of the kitchen. I tell her to lie down on the bed. She obeys immediately, and I lie down next to her, leaning over her slightly. I give her a quick peck on the lips before kissing my way down her chin, her neck, across her collarbone. I suck on her nipple quickly before I reach her new tattoo. I don't kiss it; I know enough about tattoos to know she should keep it dry and clean. I touch it gently with my index finger.


She shivers slightly. I'm unsure if it's from pain or pleasure. Does it hurt or tickle?


Chapter 99: They'll Blame Me