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Veronica Welch has made it. She’s about to be named a partner at one of the most prestigious law firms in New York City. She’s on top of the world, except for one tiny ridiculous thing: she promised herself she’d be married by thirty-five. After a drink too many, she accidentally lets her “life plan” slip to Bea, her steadfast, ever meddling assistant, and now Bea won’t let the idea go.

Rachel Monaghan doesn’t do serious relationships. As a busy wedding photographer, she’s jaded about lasting love, has a thriving repeat business, and hasn’t had much luck with love herself. While bartending at her cousin’s bar, Rachel learns of Bea’s plan to get her boss married off by scheduling thirty dates in thirty days.

In this sophisticated contemporary romance, Veronica Welch tries to find love in the most efficient way possible, while Rachel Monaghan avoids love at all costs. What could possibly go wrong?

As the sole heir to her family’s banking empire, a lot is expected of Madison Prescott. Falling in love with her childhood friend Ana Perez was not in the cards. As Madison’s father puts it, “A gay daughter? Married to the maid’s daughter? Running my company? Over my dead body.”


By the time George Prescott dies, it’s been 15 years since Madison and Ana were ripped apart by his lies. They haven’t spoken since, but Madison has spent every minute waiting for this day to come. Unfortunately, it turns out time doesn’t heal all wounds. Why was Madison willing to give up everything in the face of her father’s threats, and why can she never tell Ana the truth about what really separated them?


Caught between a present they can’t trust and a past they can’t forget, Madison and Ana must decide if this is their second chance, or their final heartbreak.

In Forget Her Not, Samantha King is the only one who knows she doesn’t have it all (unless you count her mother and sister, which she doesn’t). When it comes to men, Sam won’t make time for anything more than a one-night stand. No commitments, no connections. Everything changes the morning she wakes up next to a woman for the first time, but Sam can’t remember what happened, and the undeniably gorgeous Mia Rossi isn’t going to let her ignore the passion they shared. For Sam, the night she can’t remember turns out to be impossible to forget.

In Forget Her Never, Abby Dunn knows there has to be a catch. There always is. But when a sexy stranger offers a night of fun, she throws caution to the wind. Kendall Squires is a fascinating woman who knows just what to say to get what she wants. That should have been Abby's clue that Kendall would know what not to say, as well, and she shouldn't have been surprised when she learns Kendall is married. Abby knows she has to put that night behind her, but can she ever really forget a woman like Kendall Squires?

Coming out is easier when you’ve got someone by your side. At least that’s how the hyper-private Quinn Kincaid sees it. When her publicist suggests a good old-fashioned sham of a Hollywood relationship, Quinn reluctantly agrees. And that’s how the star of Jordan’s Appeal, TV’s highest-rated legal drama, ends up with a fake girlfriend – the very real, very sexy and very gay soap star, Lacey Matthews.


The two clash immediately and often hilariously as they figure out how to fake a budding romance. And of course, things are never as easy as they seem. A freak accident, some reluctant caregiving and a chance to work together on Jordan’s Appeal force Quinn and Lacey closer together – for better or worse.

Casting Lacey is a new take on a classic storyline, complete with nosy mothers, fawning assistants and two beautiful actresses who might learn about true love. If they don’t kill each other first.



If you've read my books, you know my characters survive a lot of drama. In between fits of angst, they also visit fabulous places and eat great food. These are usually inspired by my "research"—because I love travel and fancy food as much as my characters do.

Mia visits Sam
Sam's Balcony
A trip in an upcoming story
Quinn and Lacey - First Date
Sam - Christmas
Finally a damn oyster


If there's one thing all writers on earth have in common, it's this: We love talking about ourselves. Love. It. Ok, that's a lie. But I'm going to give it my best shot anyway.


A few years ago, my wife and I were playing a newlywed-type game at a party. The question was "What's your dream job?" and I answered "romance novelist." At that point, I'd been writing for years, but only as a hobby. I had a day job, but I'd come home at night and write. And write. And write. Maybe sometimes you just need to say something out loud for it to seem real because here we are. The day job is a thing of the past and I'm living my dream.


When I'm not writing, I love building things and home renovation. If there's a project to be done, I'm your girl. I've also been told I'm an Ikea savant. I don't know if that's true, but I do love a good Ikea hack. We also travel a lot, which you'll probably see here. As for where we live, we split our time between Utah and California, meaning that we're either too hot or too cold at any given time. 


What I'm saying is, life is good. And in case you're wondering, yes, it took a long time to get here.

Have a question, comment or something to say? Now you know where to find me. I'm even pretty good about writing back. Here's how to make it happen.

Sam's Balcony