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

   Heaven's door parted ways for me, though the stormy look of the clouds surrounding the Gate on the other side of the bridge gave me all the information I needed. While Saint Peter nodded with the kind of compassionate gravity I'd thought I could expect from Angels, when I passed through the curving, golden gateway and into the meadow on the other side with Adam still holding my hand, I was met with a marching line of approaching warriors that seemed determined to bring a battle to me if I liked it or not.


   I didn't slow my own pace, pushing forward and upward into Chaos while Adam did the same beside me. I longed to glance his way and take in his altered appearance. I had, as yet, to see what he looked like when he took on his persona. But I had to focus and stealing a glance could very well be my undoing. The last thing I needed was for Gabriel or Michael or Samael to see me stumble because I was ogling my (boy)friend.


Chapter 122: Heaven