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 the hell is going on? She looks a wreck.


I watch her from where I'm standing, talking to Clara. Her hand is shaking as it hovers over the keyboard. Her eyes close and she takes a deep breath.


Her shoulders are hunched over as if she's close to crumbling. Everything inside me wants to run over to her and catch her in my arms before she falls, even my toes are inching towards her.


I'm her boss, not her friend and definitely not her boyfriend, so instead, I do the only thing I can do. I ask a colleague for a favour.


"Clara," I cut across whatever Clara Delos was just telling me, "I need your help."


Chapter 354: She Looks A Wreck