Dafne writes dark, quirky MM romance—the kind of stories that are equal parts tender and unsettling, with morally grey characters she probably shouldn't be so fond of. She's still not entirely sure what she's doing, but she's having a good time figuring it out.
When she's not writing, she's most likely doom-scrolling well past her bedtime, overwatering her houseplants despite knowing better, and nursing an iced coffee habit that she keeps meaning to cut back on. She has a cat who sits on her keyboard at critical moments, which she has chosen to interpret as creative input, and a tendency to get emotionally invested in fictional men who would absolutely be a disaster in real life. She's grateful anyone reads her books at all, and she means that sincerely.