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

   Something was wrong, off, I felt it in Isis as she fled, stumbling and awkward, her footsteps unsure, her power feeling out of balance. But that didn't keep her from reaching her realm and running through, slamming the way behind her. I could have forced my way in, Chaos perfectly willing to help me make that happen, but a strong hand on my arm grasped me and turned me away from barging into Life.


   Mafdel's narrowed eyes studied mine for a moment before she turned me around physically and pointed at the white door where the ancient corridor used to stand.


   "Tell me," she grated between clenched teeth, "that wasn't you."


   "I can't do that," I said. I turned on her, then, scowling. "Wait, you're supposed to be guarding Tulip." How had I forgotten that and not given her trouble when I found her in my realm not so long ago?


   "Tulip is fine," the bounty hunter said. "My friends are watching her."


Chapter 100: The First Piece