Award-winning USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Brighton Walsh spent a decade as a professional photographer before taking her storytelling in a different direction and reconnecting with her first love—writing.

She likes her books how she likes her tea—steamy and satisfying—and adores strong-willed heroines and the protective heroes who fall head over heels for them.

Brighton lives in the Midwest with her real-life hero of a husband, her two kids—both taller than her—and her dog who thinks she’s a queen. Her boy-filled house is the setting for dirty socks galore, frequent dance parties (okay, so it’s mostly her, by herself, while her children look on in horror), and more laughter than she thought possible.

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Fun facts about Brighton

  • I have an addiction to office supplies. Pens, markers, notebooks (God, how I love a beautiful blank notebook), tabs, file folders, post-its. And don’t even get me started on planners. I have a graveyard to rival the warehouse at Happy Planner.
  • I’ve turned into a plant mom. I even have a propagation station. 😎 It all started when my then-six year old brought home a spider plant in a hand-painted pot. Despite being watered once a month, that thing was a trooper and is still alive and kicking thirteen years later.
  • I’ve lived in eight states, but five of those happened by the time I was ten. Meanwhile, my children have lived in the same house their entire lives. Wanderlust was kicked out of me at an early age.
  • My husband and I have been together since we were fourteen years old, and our marriage is now officially old enough to drink legally.
  • I am a tarot reading, crystal hoarding, moon gazing, horoscope reading, manifestation believing woo-woo junkie.
  • I love mermaids, unicorns, and all things glittery, sparkly, or typically girly. Don’t be surprised if I’m wearing a tiara if we meet at a signing.

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