In her mind, Nerys Leigh lives in a fairytale castle with turrets and secret passageways and sentient brooms that do the cleaning for her. In reality, she lives in a small Victorian house (with no original features) and her broom is resolutely inanimate, no matter how much she sings to it. But reality is overrated anyway.
She writes books that are heart-warming, funny, exciting, and above all, wildly romantic, because that’s what she likes to read. And she adores a blissfully happy ending.
She’s British, but she suspects she might be slowly turning into an American while she writes her stories set in the Wild West filled with mail order brides and railroads and cowboys. Sometimes she puts a U into a word, just to see if she still can. She can’t do the accent though.
Nerys can be found lurking at nerysleigh.com, and if you’d like a free book about a handsome blacksmith, sign up for her newsletter and she’ll send you one, because she’s nice like that.