I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

Being super doesn't come with a training manual.

No.3 plucked me out of my wheelchair and securely strapped me into a three point harness before I could even think to fight, not that I could have struggled much. He ignored me and left me there, carrying my folded chair out with him. I gaped, unable to breathe or think, watching him exit and approach a white-coated man who turned when No.3 spoke to him.

I knew that scientist. "Dad!"

He glanced at me and I felt a shudder of cold drive through my stomach. It was like he didn't see me at all.

Sixteen-year-old Wyatt Simons has spent his entire life in a wheelchair, raised by his nanny Abigail since his scientist father wants nothing to do with him. That's why Wyatt is so shocked when his dad has him brought to his secret underground lab where Wyatt is exposed to a secret military experiment, one that transforms his body beyond all expectations. But physical changes can do nothing to erase the fact his father still treats him like he's in the way, or help find the dangerous saboteur undermining the project.

The Hercules Project

It took us both a moment to collect ourselves, Elle as shocked as I was.


"We'd better hurry," she said. "I have no idea how long this will last."


I turned to go to Tosh and felt her grasp my hand at the same moment she released my arm.


"What's wrong?" I looked down at her fingers laced through mine and realized the truth. She didn't dare let go of me.


"If you stop touching me, you'll go back to real time," she said. "I think." She bit her lower lip. "We can't risk it."


"You can move faster without me," I said. "Go, save Tosh."


"I think I'll need your help." Her eyes pleaded with me and I couldn't say no.


"Okay. But we need some questions answered first."


"Like?" She started to follow me as I headed for the entrance to the attack zone, weaving around the frozen techs standing in our way.


"How much we can do in stopped time," I said. "It's way cool, but if we can't make changes, we're in trouble."


Chapter 22