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

There was a time Mafdel worried what would happen to Chaos if I was no longer host, if I died or was removed somehow from control of her persona. The fear was that Chaos, unfettered by more human emotion and compassion, might do what she had been intended to do all along, what Doom seemed intent on-wipe everything clean and let Creation start again.


I fought to reconnect with her though I knew it was a losing battle, reaching for her with the empathic field, clawing desperately at the edges of it to try to contact her but to no avail. She did as that bounty hunter of Egypt surmised. Shrieking her fury at our separation, released from me to act of her own volition, she reacted to the challenge presented. Creation was hers to do with as she saw fit, it had always been so and how dare this upstart persona with its arrogance and supposed task try to usurp her from what Creation intended?


Chapter 185: Chaos Vs. Doom