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.

What if Death fell in love with Life and they had a daughter…?

Life or Death
The old man’s body arched, his eyes flying open, a moan escaping his lips while the heart rate monitor speeded before settling into a strong, healthy rhythm. I jerked my hand back, weight in my chest as the mist dissipated and left me to stare at the body in the bed.
While Nero’s hand grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully away, I knew the truth. The old man’s eyes fluttered, opened. And he smiled at me. Alive. Healthy. Full of Life when his fate was Death.
No. Not again.

Her unique parentage ensures Eve isn't like her angel siblings. She brings Death at the beginning of Life and Life to those meant to die. Her continuing failures create constant disaster for her parents and the mortals she tries so hard to serve. But when Eve accidentally interferes with the Loom of Creation, she sets off a chain of events that leads her to finally understand who she really is.

Eternal Daughter

I'd had about enough of that term aimed in my direction and was about to abandon my grief over Dad to show them how much by calling on the waiting mist, when we were interrupted by the giggling of a little girl. I didn't have to wonder who she might be as Destiny, Karma and Kismet in tow, materialized out of nothing to pirouette in front of the three Fates before batting her impressive eyelashes at them.


"Now, now," she said. "Let's not be hasty."


The Fates hissed as one, reminding me of Lilith and not the three women in charge of the future. "Foolish child," Clotho said, more recognizable by her voice now that she wasn't yelling. "Stand aside and allow us to do what should have been done before this thing could be conceived."


I had the impression the Fates weren't used to being challenged, especially not by the perky and adorable form of Destiny. But, when they tried to advance on me, everything froze.


Chapter 30: Time For The Key