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

It was as if all the air suddenly disappeared from the Crosspath, from Creation itself. The entirety of existence froze for a terrible, aching moment before exhaling a massive wind that swirled through the hub and buffeted all of us with the stench of decay and ancient angst.


Even I felt the pressure of that wind, Chaos responding with a bellow of defiance, the mist surging forward to pool around me. I could almost feel it snarling as the twisting air tugged at the edges, shattering the outside rim of the mist and staggering me despite myself.


"Eve!" Dad was already moving even as the space overhead tore open wide, the very fabric of Creation giving way. "Run!"


Mafdel had my arm in her hand, pulled viciously, Seth's suit shredding in a sudden burst of cloth bits as his human form expanded outward in a shuddering, shining, scaly beast that arched its head back and belched flames into the gap above.


Chapter 56: Furies