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 sat on my throne, my realm shielded from the outside with carefully woven protections. They had come for me a few times so far, battering the walls of Chaos in an attempt to force me to come out, to face them, the gods and goddesses who no longer trusted me, if they ever really did.


   Let them try. I would never allow entry, and even cut off Tulip, Life, and Death. For now. I needed to gather my strength, to figure out my next steps. I felt like I'd been on a treadmill while everyone else ran a track, so far behind I could barely catch up. Lurching from trouble to disaster to mess until I couldn't think, could barely breathe, Chaos far more in control than I was.


   That had to stop. If I was going to save Creation, if I was going to do what I knew I had to, assist in the realignment of the Crosspath and thwart Armageddon, I had to have a plan. Take a deep breath, a few days, and sort myself out before I did anything else.


Chapter 139: Do Something