I’m Lyla–a hopelessly romantic twenty-something that lives in the Wild West with my loyal companion: a sweet, old, blind rescue pitbull. I write romance that feels like I favorite things: sunshine and big blue skies. When I’m not writing, I’m reading, usually about cowboys or hometown heroes, but I’ve been known to dabble with mob bosses, monsters, and billionaires, too.

I started reading romance novels way before I was probably supposed to, and I credit my success as a writer to the fact that I was a founding member of my junior high’s writing club–even though there were only three members.

I write the way I read–obsessively and with joy. There’s nothing I love more than love (except for maybe Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups).

You can usually find me under her heated blanket, at my favorite local bookstore, or up in the mountains.