Writes: I write sexy, trope-driven contemporary romance with realistic character development, humor, and emotion. My current release, A PRINCESS FOR A BRIDE, is out on February 8 and is a fun princess/arranged-marriage story. About: Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she reads any book she can get her hands on and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel. She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances. What I’m looking for in my ideal reader match: Loves contemporary romances with favorite tropes like arranged marriages, best friends falling in love, and fake relationships. Wants characters that think and act like real human beings. Loves a lot of short, fun reads with the occasional longer, deeper story. Wants heartwarming stories that can make you laugh, cry, and swoon while still including a number of steamy scenes. What to expect if we’re compatible: A huge backlist of more than 40…

The main characters in my new young adult romance, ANY BOY BUT YOU, hate each other in real life, but fall in love accidentally and anonymously while playing an augmented reality game on their phones. Some of my favorite scenes to work on in ABbY were the ones were either Elena or Oliver was being a brat to the other one. There is a thin line between love and hate, and the two of them skate it for much of the book. I tend to gravitate toward enemies to lovers stories all the time, especially on TV. Insta-love doesn’t do it for me. I want insta-hate, followed by insta-attraction, which then might grow into something real. Some of my favorite enemies to lovers pairings on TV: Natalie and Trevor Dillon on All My Children: This was where my obsession with this trope began. My mom and aunt were big ABC soap fans when I was growing up, and therefore so was I. Natalie and Dillon, who hated each other so, so much, ended up (at least this is how I remember it from a million years ago) stranded on an island, where they realized they were in love. AS FOLKS…

“Sit with me, Lil.” Brodie Yates’ order didn’t come with an alternative. Bittersweet memories rose from the ashes. She’d wished to hear those words about a thousand times. Deep in her heart, an ache throbbed. “You paid for the steak, not idle conversation.” Her statement came hard and brittle as she faced him, trying to forget the man in front of her and that he’d known her as Lavender Lil. Brodie reached into his pocket and flipped a silver dollar onto the table. The heavy coin spun for a second before clinking to rest with the woman’s profile staring up. “I’m paying for the company.” Laurel’s lips tightened along with fingernails digging into the soft flesh of her palms. “Who do you think you are to barge into my life this way?” “A man no one wants to know. The devil with a six shooter.” His tone held quiet torture. “Someone who’s been to heaven and hell and half the stops in between.” Doubting the wisdom, she dropped stiffly into the spot Ollie, the café owner, had vacated, hating the swish of her skirts that floated lazily against his boots. “What does such a man talk about?” Damn her voice…