Former firefighter. Current ER nurse. Perpetual caffeine lover.

I write romance novels about people who save your life at 3 a.m., because after nearly two decades in emergency services, I’ve seen love bloom in the strangest places—between codes, during disasters, in that weird twilight hour when everyone’s too tired to keep their guard up.

My heroines and heroes are the women and men I’ve worked beside my whole career: charge nurses who run entire departments while raising children (and teenagers, who are a whole different breed); paramedics who’ve seen too much but still believe in happy endings; firefighters who are soft everywhere except on the job.

The people in my stories bring the good coffee, know which side the bevel goes up, and understand that sometimes the only thing standing between sanity and chaos is a perfectly timed inappropriate joke.

The Code Blue Hearts series is what happens when someone who’s actually lived this life decides to write about it, with all the dark humor, found family, and against-all-odds love that gets us through the shift.

No Grey’s Anatomy–style doctors swooping in to save the day. No supply-closet hookups—those are for saline flushes and extra IV pumps, not reenacting TV drama. Just people finding real love while the world burns around them.

Because even in the apocalypse, we’re still falling for each other.

Currently living in Virginia with my husband (also an ER nurse), our kids, and a dog named Sunny, who provides emotional support during particularly spicy scenes.