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 the rest of us some time to get it together after they fell.


"What the hell was that?" Tosh's words came out in a rush of breath.


I spun on Andre. "How did we not know?"


He made a face, frustration blowing his usual calm. "I don't know!" He said. "I saw their intent at the last second. They've been hiding this from us. I just didn't know what to look for because I didn't know it was there." He was so mad at himself he punched his thighs with both fists. "Guys, we're in trouble."


"They have a weapon. That works against us."


Why hadn't they showed it to us before? Tested it on us?


"It's the beam," Andre said. "The Hercules beam. Or a form of it. That's all I got from your dad. It made us and it can take us down. They have a portable version of it."


"Bloody cheaters," Philip growled, a hint of his sonic power in his voice.


Chapter 30