I hate writing these author bio thingies because I never know what to say and does anyone actually read these? I dunno.

But, hello! I’m Hailey. I write sports romance and firefighter romance, which means I spend a lot of time thinking about found family, emotionally unavailable men with excellent forearms, women who are funny and strong, and all the beautiful, terribly messy human emotions that connect us all.

You probably already know what romance books generally include, so I won’t give you a spiel about stories full of heart, heat, and guaranteed HEAs, because that’s a given.

What I can tell you is that I grew up watching Roswell (the original, obviously) and Grey’s Anatomy in real time, and those season cliffies were HARD. 

I’ve always loved the secondary/best friend characters more than the mains (think Pacey Witter, Cristina Yang, Summer Roberts, etc) because I connected with them more. They were usually given more humor, the weirder arcs and quirks, followed by unexpected depth and growth. They were messy and loyal and occasionally unhinged, and I loved them for it.

So I guess that's what I strive to achieve with what I write. I like the oddball, the banter and the funny found family situations which start as a joke but end up being the place someone finally feels at home. I like the angst that sneaks up under the funny parts. The kind of love that doesn’t fix every broken thing, but does make the broken things easier to carry.

Also, a decent spice scene. Because let’s be honest—we were robbed of those parts in all of the best TV shows. Understandable, but still rude.

So if you like kissing books which aren’t just about kissing, a little emotional damage, and some hockey romance written by someone who watches hockey and can often be found ranting on Instagram about trades, rosters, injuries, and the playoffs (go Avs!), or an author who is planning to ask her local fire station for a tour so her firefighter romance books stay relatively accurate… then you might like my stories.

No pressure. But don’t tell me if you don’t, because I’ll cry.