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

The house was cold and dark when we arrived, the air itself seeming chilled despite the early summer warmth we'd enjoyed. Thunder rumbled in the distance, an approaching storm leeching heat from the very ground as though it understood something massive came our way.


I sat with Miriam and Sydlynn for an hour or so as mother soothed baby with her love and magic and I purred them both into calm.


"I don't know what's going to happen, Sass," Miriam said, afraid from her tone, but resolved in her power, "but I have to ask you one thing."


"I will guard her until my last breath," I said before she could say another word. "And no one will touch Sydlynn unless I am dead. Even then, if they try, I will come back from across the barrier and keep her safe."


Miriam wept, hugged me next to her silent daughter who stared at me with her blue eyes, still and stoic despite her age.


"I know you will," Miriam said just as Ethpeal's mental voice reached us.


Chapter 51: Sydlynn Thaddea Hayle