Siobhan Davis™ is a USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and Amazon Top 5 bestselling romance author. Siobhan writes emotionally intense stories with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She has sold over 2 million books, and her titles are translated into several languages.
Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management.
She lives in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.
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Fun facts:
- I spent a summer in Cape Cod when I was 20 and it was one of the best experiences of my life. Some of the key highlights were: Learning that ‘fanny’ didn’t mean the same thing in America as it did back home and that a ‘band-aid’ was actually a plaster, drunk-cycling home in the early hours of the morning after yet another, mad Irish party; sneaking onto the beach at the Kennedy Compound, which was a mere five-minute walk from our place (we stayed in someone’s guest summer house) and running screaming from a maniac skunk that was spraying the back garden, and us. Ah, those were the days. #carefree
- I could’ve had an alternative career as a ballerina—honestly! My ballet teacher begged my mom to make me stick with my dance classes because apparently I had the perfect ballerina’s body and poise. Anyone that knows me now will say I made a wise decision to give it up when I did!
- I make the best Sunday Roast EVER. Seriously: ask any of my family, it’s to die for.
- I met my husband Trevor in ‘Paparazzi’ night club in Dun Laoghaire, Co. Dublin. And they say you will never meet the man of your dreams in a club :).
- When I was 19, I tripped and fell down the steps of the infamous ‘Bewleys Café’ in Grafton Street in Dublin, and my shoes went flying off in different directions. When my friends eventually stopped laughing (at least fifteen minutes later) they helped me retrieve my errant shoes from the center of the restaurant. I still go red every time I think about it…