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

I went with her to her room, not knowing what else to do. Ethpeal didn't react openly as she packed her bags with calm and that enduring confidence I loved about her. I sat on the bed, soft whines escaping under my breath, tail swishing back and forth as I struggled for something to say.


"Sass," Ethpeal turned to me at last, after her long silence, sighing deeply as she sank to the bed to stroke my fur. "It's all right Sass."


"It's not." I hung my head, weeping. "I failed again, Thad," I whispered to the ghost of the girl I'd loved. "I'm so sorry."


Ethpeal gathered me into her arms and held me close, humming softly, a tune I knew so very well, comforting me where I couldn't do the same for her as Thaddea reached through time and space to love me once again. "Dear Sassafras," Ethpeal said, "you've done more than any cat, any witch, could ever have done for this family." She sighed again. "And look how we've rewarded your loyalty and faithfulness."


Chapter 33: Belvah