I’m Pat waDon, Queen of Billionaire Romance (unofficially, but who’s arguing?)

 I write bold, funny, heartfelt stories where swoon-worthy billionaires meet messy, lovable heroines, and the sparks practically short-circuit your screen. I'm the author of:

•  The Billionaire's Marriage Contract 
• Swipe Right…Miss Billionaire 
• Enthralled by the Billionaire Prince 
• Thirst 

Hybrid Alpha's Spellbinding Surrogate ...because apparently even werewolves aren't immune to romance. I'm also the mastermind behind the PULSE series: bite-sized billionaire romances designed to ruin your sleep schedule and leave you kicking your feet under the covers. 

My very first novel, Justified, is a supernatural murder mystery laced with voodoo and blood, written when my sister Taa was my loudest cheerleader and biggest fan. Every word I write now carries her in my heart.

 My Love Affair with Stories 

I've been obsessed with stories since I was six years old. The first book I read was a complete game-changer...back when our library bus rolled up every Wednesday (and yes, that was way back in 19...a woman shouldn't reveal her true age, should she?). 

The smell of that library bus, the magic of disappearing into another world—I'd devour every borrowed book in two days max, then find myself story-less and desperate. So I thought: what if I created my own worlds? Worlds I could escape into and control. Literally build universes from scratch. And that's exactly what I did. Still do. 

But when I lost my sister...my twin flame, my best friend, my personal 2 AM emergency caller who'd wake me up just to demand, "So how does the story end? What happens with Lisa? Who does she choose? Tell me or I can't sleep!"...both the physical world and the worlds I built imploded… 

Grief is something I can't begin to put into words. I felt lost. Words themselves seemed to disappear. I hated writing. Who would sample every chapter now, giving overly excited nods for me to write the next one? My healing became a journey back to writing, but not fictional worlds this time—the raw honesty of my heart. I created a journal to heal myself, which later became Healing Ink: The Grief Journal: grief-safe humor, memories, and motivational quotes straight from one grieving heart to others who needed healing too. 

 The Awkward Author Diaries 

Here's the thing: it's hard being an author when you're an introvert. Forget those outspoken, witty, funny heroines I write about.....I'm maybe one out of three of those things. I get mini panic attacks when Uber drivers try to make small talk or ask which entrance to drop me off at. I end up tripping over my tongue like I've forgotten how to speak. Just read my mind… please. 

I complain to my husband about missing going out, then when he plans a date, my first question is: "Will there be people?" 

"No, Pat, just talking hippos." 

If there will be people, I usually suggest we stay in, watch a movie, order food (he has to meet the delivery person, obviously). Two weeks later, I'm complaining again about how he never takes me out. The cycle continues. 

Being this awkward makes the whole "being a writer" thing challenging, especially when publishers say, "Now you have to market it. Post on social media!" Post what where for PEOPLE to see? And possibly comment? I have social media accounts purely for scrolling and making secret commentary. I don't comment on people's posts—I might cry with some, laugh with some, mentally congratulate others, but actually TYPE a comment? Can't I just wish on a star really hard that my books do well? 

My Weird Writer Brain

 I write all things romance: fantasy, horror with African flavor, mafia, royal, contemporary, historical/gilded— all with my signature billionaire spice and humor. 

Maybe that's why I'm awkward; some people don't get my sense of humor. I was cracking jokes with an ER doctor as he told me my oxygen levels were dangerously low and my blood pressure "wasn't compatible with life." I retorted, "Then call me Dr. Malcolm Crowe." (Get it? Dr. Crowe...The Sixth Sense?.. If you don't... Oh well) He didn't get the joke either and started lecturing me about taking things seriously. I WAS taking it seriously ...I'm just an awkward writer with a weird mind.

 My Mission 

I'm here to deliver stories that make you laugh, sigh, fall in love, and maybe clutch your chest once or twice. Because life is messy, love is complicated, and nothing is hotter than a billionaire with a soft spot. I live a quiet life with my husband and two children, but the worlds I build are anything but quiet. I started writing before I knew how taxes worked, and I haven't stopped since. So please, read my books. This is my attempt at marketing, communicating, and content creation all rolled into one awkward package. And pretty please— sign up for my newsletter. I promise it'll be worth the mild social anxiety it causes me to send. Find me online if you can follow the trail of swoons, laughter, and slightly inappropriate jokes made at entirely inappropriate times. This is my heart on the page. My stories are messy, magical, and slightly unhinged — just like life. Read one. Stay a while.