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'm quiet, silent, barely breathing as I wait for them to return. I know what's coming. He'll hit me a bit. He'll make me bleed, just so he can watch the blood flow. He'll hurt me over and over again just so he can hear me scream.


I know what's coming but I don't understand why he's not started already.


Last time, I had several broken bones within the first hour. He wasn't slow to hurt me two years ago so why now... 


The only answer my mind offers me is that he's playing with me. This is all a game for Mick, a fun little dalliance. He doesn't really care that my sister is apparently his sister. That's just an excuse. An excuse for his warped, perverted game.


I'm just a toy to be used and abused and then thrown away.


But no matter how much that makes sense to me, Darren's part in all this doesn't, not one bit. I've known Darren almost my whole life. Fifteen years to be exact.


Chapter 418: He Likes to Hear You Scream