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

His timing wasn't the greatest, but Andre finally got back to me.


I helped Dad clear a path to the hall. Okay, let's face it, I did the work and he pined over his lost experiment. I had to stop and clutch at my head when Andre got through, which was unfortunate, since I was holding a big chunk of ceiling at the time. At least there wasn't anyone underneath it.


I hated the feeling, the intense, swimming connection, but was happy to get the message.


It only took a moment, but it felt like a lifetime with him inside my head. I shuddered, wondering how he could stand it.


"What's wrong?" At least Dad started noticing things around him again.


"The others are coming back." I hefted the piece of concrete and set it aside. "I reached Andre."


He fell silent, retreating inside himself to mourn, I supposed. I wondered if he even heard me.


Chapter 34