My Books
As an avid romance reader; I like to think my love stories have all the sweet (and spicy) antics we hanker after but also some surprising hijinks, hidden hints and secret messages all along the way to keep you guessing right till the happy ending.
THE SWISS MIS(S)ADVENTURES SERIES:
Book 1: The Swiss Divorce School – A crash course in love with Emma & Luca
#secondchance #roadtrip #pretendpartner
Book 2: The Swiss Kissing School – A sex(y) session with Saline & Sandro
#holidayromance #kissatfirstsight #forcedproximity #forbiddenlove
Book 3: The Swiss Romance School – A tutorial on tropes with Tessa & Daniel
#meetcute #enemiestolovers #onenightstand #morallygrey
Book 4: The Swiss Death School – A life lesson with Anna & Sebastian
(coming soon)
NEW SERIES: (in the works)
The Swiss Divorce School
After reading an article about the “Last Finishing School in Switzerland”, I started thinking that wouldn’t it be great if there was a modern-day version for women in need of a little help in the love department. After all in Switzerland isn’t there a Vereinskurs (club course) for everything?
PLAY HOOKY: to stay away from school without permission.
Emma is well on her way to getting an A+ in her crash course on divorce. Marthe, her home-room teacher is helping her start again with a clean sheet and Sandro, her fitness coach is sharing tips for between them. That was until she rear-ended Luca’s car.
HOOK UP: to begin a relationship, esp. for a particular purpose.
On the other hand, Luca is failing miserably in his therapist’s challenge to “find a friend”. That is until he convinces Emma to ditch little town Switzerland for a road trip to the runways of Milan Fashion Week and the terraces of the Duomo, perks of having to personally see to the repair of that Ferrari. And possible his heart?
BY HOOK OR BY CROOK: by any means possible, in one way or another.
But vexed ex-husband Ryan has a crib sheet up his sleeve and then it’s a question of who is going to teach who a real lesson.
Is Emma learning to love again? Or still a class dunce?
“A crash course in love.”
The Swiss Kissing School
I undertook the writing of this book after creating Sandro, the sex therapist, a side-character of my debut novel The Swiss Divorce School. He made me think about how exactly does a psychologist fall in love? And worse, what if they themselves know they have “issues”.
Class Rule 1: HOLD YOUR TONGUE
Sandro Schneider is finally giving up on ever playing professional ice hockey again, his mum ever getting well and he’s even given his dad’s clinical practice a chance. What he didn’t plan on was giving in to the Lady in the Lift’s kiss.
Class Rule 2. DON’T KISS AND TELL
Saline Meier is Schneider & Sohn’s newest hire. Well, provided she can get to the fourteenth floor without breaking down. She’s broke, her fiancé broke up with her and her family are on a Christmas break, from her! But she’s not a therapist for nothing, and has a hundred and one ways to cope with her anxiety disorder not otherwise specified; that is until she nearly breaks her neck kissing her boss’s son. Again.
Class Rule 3. NO FRENCH KISSING
Confused? Concussed? On the contrary, the duo decides against their own best advice to start a festive fling. Afterall, who said only their clients get to backslide. Seven days between Christmas and New Years of too much food, drink and yes! too much… sex therapy(?).
Hiccups, hickies and tonsil hockey aside, surely though a kiss at midnight is just what the doctor ordered?
“Think Sigmund Freud playing Cupid with Millennials.”
The Swiss Romance School
I undertook the writing of this book after being intrigued by the classy couple in my first book of the series: Daniel and Tessa and their Swiss love story. How did the two of them meet exactly, and more importantly was it cute?
Danny is a Swiss billionaire blessed with it all but equally cursed with a lurking legal case that leaves little room for romance. But when he meet-cutes Tessa Whose Surname I Do Not Know, or rather she quite literally faceplants straight into his lap — does he dare to date-date her?
Tessa is not timid, she’s just tired of first year imposter syndrome: she’s flagging at law school, her family’s faraway, and her BFF’s ghosted her all year. But could a one-night-stand with Dan the Douchebag be the sweet-sabotage she needs? Afterall, if she’s going to brag to her on/off best friend Emmie about it, at least hers will be the best!
Theirs is a situationship that has all the makings of a truly spicy and suspenseful romance novel: enemy/lover letters, sexy pollen picnics, midnight skinny dipping and misunderstandings with slow burning questions that will have you guessing right to the happy ending.
“Every jetsetter’s nightmare, catching feelings for their
airport crush.”