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.

I write stories about women who are extraordinary at what they do and the systems that weren’t built to let them do it. Charge nurses who run entire departments while raising children (God help me if I have to hear “6-7” ever again) and teenagers (who are a whole different breed). Firefighters who are soft everywhere except on the job. Divorce lawyers who lose everything and find out what they’re actually made of. Chefs who burn their careers to the ground to protect the right person and have to start over with nothing but a knife roll and a bus ticket.

I left the firehouse for the emergency department, traded turnout gear for scrubs, and never looked back… though I never stopped writing about the women who fight, in every sense of the word.

The Code Blue Hearts series is where it started, medical romance with all the dark humor, found family, and against-all-odds love that gets us through the shift. No Grey’s Anatomy doctors swooping in. No supply-closet hookups; just people finding real love while the world burns around them.

But the world is bigger than the ER, and so are the stories I want to tell.

Because even in the apocalypse—whether it’s a frozen Michigan town, a listing catamaran in the Caribbean, or the end of a civilization—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.