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

   Cadence's statement should have perhaps worried me more than it did. Instead, her accusation she'd seen my former mother in my own realm and I knew nothing about it actually made me want to laugh.


   Cadence, I sent as comfortingly as possible, knowing, like the rest of us, my sister in Life was seeing boogeymen where none existed. I could hardly blame her for that. There is absolutely no way, under any circumstances, that Isis could enter the Mist realm without me knowing about it. I hugged her impulsively, drew her to my chest, felt her stiffen against me. I knew it was like to not be believed, and yet Chaos chuckled her anger that Isis could ever figure out a way to circumvent both of us. It was just impossible. It's not that I don't believe you. It's that we all want to find ways to make sense of what's going on. And sometimes to do that we see bad things and bad people where they don't actually exist.


Chapter 128: Doubting Allies