About the Author

Once upon an afternoon — a proper afternoon, with rain tapping at the windows and a pot of Earl Grey steeping patiently — I began to wonder what would happen if a young woman found a very small dragon curled up in her teacup. That question became a story. That story became a world. And that world became a home.

I write fantasy regency romance: gentle heroines, brooding lords, whispered secrets, and the occasional teacup dragon. My stories are for those who believe magic lives quietly — in antique books, wild gardens, letters sealed with wax, and rooms warmed by firelight.

When I am not writing, you will find me tending roses, pressing flowers between pages, sketching imaginary gowns, or arguing sweetly with my cat about who the library belongs to. Thank you for being here. Step inside, make yourself at home, and stay for tea.