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 hadn't fully sunk in yet, what Adam said. But it didn't have to, not with Chaos urging me on, throwing us physically-with my utter permission-against the threshold between Chaos and Life. Isis tried to keep us out, the power of her realm rejecting her forceful denial, however, reaching for me on its own and parting the way so I fell through flowers and sunshine and the burn of something tainted, landing with a full head of rage from the moment I looked up at the throne of Life to find Isis sitting there.


   With her hands folded over her huge, distended stomach where a child grew.


   She was due, so close from the feel of the realm, from Life's anxiety, though why Life felt so out of sync and unhappy I didn't know, couldn't yet comprehend. Not as the words Adam used tried to sort themselves out as the others of my group joined me at the foot of the throne under the spreading Tree of Life.


Chapter 101: Forcefully Grown