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.

PLEASE NOTE: SASSAFRAS contains spoilers for the HAYLE COVEN NOVELS. Do not read before #7, FLESH AND BLOOD.


Banished

Power engulfed me, a strong hand stroking my fur as Ahbi's mind met mine. I wish you well, Sassafras, she sent. Do come to visit someday.

No time to respond, not while her magic lifted me, sent me forward, toward the gap in the veil, through it—

My new body fell, landed hard on cold, wet gravel, the light from the veil shining one more moment. It snapped shut behind me, leaving me alone in the cold dark.

When the demon boy Sassafras breaks Demonicon’s oldest law and strips the power of another, he is sentenced to death. Only his influential father’s pleading commutes Sass’s sentence to banishment. Forced into the body of a silver Persian, his power taken from him, he is dumped in the dark streets of Victorian London and left to die. Rescued by a young witch and integrated into her family, Sassafras finds purpose at last, guiding and loving the Hayle family, sharing his heart with the remarkable coven he claims as his own.

Hayle Coven Universe: Sassafras

It was harder than I thought to confess everything to Ethpeal, but it was time she knew the truth and I couldn't afford to hold anything back, not even my own mistakes and missteps. Ethpeal didn't judge, simply sat on her bed and listened to me carefully as I filled her in on all of the troubles her mother caused-those I suspected and those I knew of for certain-since Thaddea's death. If she blamed me for anything she didn't show it, and it was quite some time after my story came to a halt before she spoke.


"You were right not to involve the Council," she said at last. "I've known since I was a baby there was something terrible about my mother and she's only proven her evil tonight. And though we must endure Mother's rule for a few years, it is my plan to watch and wait for the right time to depose her-hopefully sooner rather than later."


So practical and matter of fact, not a twitch of regret in her.


Chapter 31: Ethpeal