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 started sharply. That wasn't exactly what I'd expected to hear from him.


   "Dad." I choked on his name. "You think I'm the end of Creation?"


   He didn't answer that, not directly, not yet. Instead he sat back, exhaled heavily, dark hair falling over his trouble blue eyes.


   "I don't know what to think, Eve." He turned to me, smiled sadly. "Please, don't for a moment doubt I love you." I was beginning to, and doubting myself all over again. "Or that I blame you for any of this. I know it's not your choice, has never been your choice." He ran both hands over his face then through his silky waves. "But understand where I'm coming from. I was Death for a long time. I know when something's not right in Creation. When doom is pending." He met my eyes again, sorrowful and hurt. "And I feel it, Eve. I feel it coming like it's inevitable."


Chapter 81: End Of Creation