Mira has always been drawn to the shadowy corners of love stories, the kind where the meet-cute involves a minor felony and the happily-ever-after comes with a few unresolved trust issues. When she's not torturing her characters with slow burns and morally questionable decisions, she can be found overanalyzing true crime podcasts and drinking tea that's gone cold because she forgot about it again.

Mira writes from a creaky old house that she insists has character and her family insists has a mold problem. She believes the best love stories live somewhere between a gothic novel and a bad decision made at 2 a.m., and she has no plans to move toward the light anytime soon. She is owned by one deeply judgmental cat.