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

The next morning, Georgia is still asleep when I leave. I struggle to leave her side, unwilling to take my eyes off her.


As soon as I've extracted myself from her embrace, I feel cold. I lean over and kiss her forehead, craving the touch of her skin against my lips.


Pulling away, I watch as her hands search for me on the bed beside her, only pausing when they reach the edge of the mattress. I don't want to leave. Even now as I stand watching her sleep, I'm desperate to stay by her side.


I ignore the demanding tug in my chest and leave the hospital room without another look at the sleeping lioness.


I rush home to shower. My car is still technically evidence so I have to take a taxi. Once dressed, I grab everything I need and prepare to leave. I pause for a second in the kitchen as I hear Georgia's voice gently nagging in my head that I should eat something before I go.


Obediently, I pop a slice of bread into the toaster.


Chapter 426: Sleeping Lioness