Discover Your Next Favorite Author
Hi there!
I’m so thrilled you are here—welcome to my little corner of the romance universe!
I’m Amy Thorne, your new bookish bestie and author of swoony contemporary love stories with heart, heat, and a few juicy twists.
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My Books
One lie got me through the door. Now I’m in his bed, wearing his shirt, pretending to be his fiancée—and I’m not sure I want to leave.
I’m broke, accused of theft, and desperate enough to pretend I’m the elite nanny he hired.
He opens the door. I’m soaked, breathless, clutching a ripped bag of potatoes. Not how I pictured meeting Logan Price—tech billionaire, now my fake boss.
The plan? Stay a few weeks. Keep my head down. Don’t fall for the man.
But Logan is impossible to ignore.
Grumpy.
Intense.
Too hot for my sanity.
His daughter clings to me.
His eyes linger.
When he kisses me in front of his investors, I forget every rule I made.
Now I’m living in his mansion, sharing his bed, faking a love that feels real.
We’re tangled in secrets, slow-burn touches, and one contract we’re both ready to break.
He says I make him feel again.
He whispers, “Stay.”
I’m not sure I can walk away.
But if he discovers the truth about me, I may have to.
Ryder wakes up in the hospital—no memories, no past. Just me… and the baby he doesn’t know is his.
So I lie.
I pretend to be his fiancée.
Not because I want to. Because I have to.
To protect our daughter. To protect myself.
He’s my father’s best friend. The one I was warned to stay away from. The one I swore I’d never see again after that night.
But fate had other plans.
Now I’m back in his arms, faking a love that never really ended.
He doesn’t remember what we were.
But his body does.
But once Ryder learns the truth, he’ll stop at nothing to claim what’s his.
The question is, will it be custody of our daughter or my heart?
He's my grumpy fake fiancé, an off-limits billionaire... and the only man willing to fight for us.
I just crashed into a mailbox that probably costs more than my rental car.
Welcome to Blue Heron Cove—where my fresh start comes with a custody battle, town gossip, and the hottest grump I've ever met.
Carter Hayes is everything I should avoid: a scandal-shadowed CEO, twice my age, way out of my league and absolutely done with feelings... until me and my daughter.
One tiny lie at a fundraiser turns into a fake engagement that might save my custody case and his reputation.
We share a house, a story, and way too many almost-kisses for something that's not supposed to be real.
If my father finds out, he would never forgive me, let alone approve.
But Carter shows up for every hearing. He makes space for my messy heart and my little girl's big feelings.
And when the truth comes out, my custody case, his second chance, and the fairy tale we’ve sold this town are all on the line.
He’s ruin-in-a-suit gorgeous—quiet power, slate eyes, a jaw that makes good decisions go bad.
When Grayson Holt says “stay close,” my body obeys before my brain can stop me. I need a job, not a billionaire who makes oxygen optional.
One camera flash, one headline, and I’m on his arm.
He does the unthinkable: protects me, sets rules, offers real work to rebuild my life. No flirting. No falling. No future. Which only makes him harder to resist.
We share elevators, a floor, and a thousand boundaries.
He angles his body to block paparazzi, steadies my breathing , and turns chaos into calm. Every time he chooses safety over spin, pretend starts feeling like home.
If I’m smart, I walk away.
But the forbidden thing about Grayson Holt isn’t kissing him. It’s believing him when he says, “You’re safe here.”
Who am I
I write swoon-worthy contemporary romance filled with secret crushes, fake dating schemes, and the kind of forced proximity that leads to undeniable sparks.
Whether it’s a grumpy/sunshine dynamic, a brother’s best friend who falls first, or a billionaire bad boy with a good heart, my stories deliver all the tropes readers crave—plus a few surprises along the way.
From office romances and next-door neighbors to single dads, socially awkward heroes, and off-limits love interests (yes, even the father’s best friend), my books celebrate messy emotions, magnetic chemistry, and the kind of love that’s worth the risk. Expect only one bed, slow burns, and protectors who’ll do anything for the ones they love.
When I’m not writing, I am probably plotting my next damsel-in-distress rescue or dreaming up an entrepreneur with a secret soft side. I believe every happily-ever-after should come with laughter, longing, and just the right amount of steam.