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

Before she could do what I was sure both of us would regret forever, a dark, slim hand fell on her little shoulder. She looked up with irritated frustration as Kismet's fingers closed gently over the soft fabric of the girl's dress.


"It is only fair, little sister," Kismet spoke for the first time. At least that I'd heard her. Her voice had flavor, rich and deep, chocolatey, coffee and cream and lush sweet fruits layered with syrup I could taste in the back of my throat. The faint accent I couldn't place, though her origins-or the origins of her legend-were from the Middle East of the mortal realm. "Eve has done everything foretold with exactly the end result we have required of her."


Destiny crossed her arms over her chest and looked away. "We can't tell her."


"And why not?" Kismet's dark eyes smiled at me behind the heavy, black scarf that covered the rest of her features. "Do you truly fear that Chaos herself, the one outside Fate, can't be trusted to follow her nature?"


Chapter 64: Only Fair