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

Frank grew, a happy child, if left in the background, while his sister Miriam shone like a star. I felt the coven begin to treat him differently as he grew, not with disdain or anger, but with sadness and great care for the most part.


Ethpeal continued to try to wake his power, but when it began to affect his temperament, I begged her to stop.


"There's nothing wrong with Frank," I told her. "But if you push him too hard, there could be."


She finally relented, and in doing so, gave up on him as much as Ivan already had. I couldn't blame her for stepping away. After the life she'd lived, the pressures she'd been under since she was born, Ethpeal's natural reaction was to focus on what she could control and nurture. And that thing was Miriam.


It didn't help the Dumont sisters became more regular visitors after Frank was born, as though their only goal in life were to make Ethpeal feel like a failure for having a latent son.


Chapter 41: Latent