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

What if all your worst memories happened at Christmas?


What if the worst moments of your entire life always seemed to happen around the holidays?


I don't have good luck; at least not when it comes to the holidays. It all started when I was twelve with a heart attack. It had been Christmas morning, and we'd been having a great time. We'd opened our presents. Everyone had been smiling, laughing. We'd been happy.


Then we'd sat in the dining room and started devouring our Christmas dinner. Something went wrong though. I still don't understand it. I still dream about it now. He'd been sat there on his chair, eating a piece of turkey and then he wasn't, not anymore. His face had turned bright red, and he'd clutched his chest.


At first, I thought he was choking; he was coughing so much. He didn't seem able to breathe, and we were all panicking.


Chapter 212: Worst Memories