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.

Banished to Victorian London

“Auburdeen Perneila Hayle,” Sassafras hissed, the amber glow from his cat eyes growing until the front of the wicker cage shone with it, “you will do whatever you can to behave yourself, to not embarrass me or your mother and to absolutely under every circumstance maintain a firm hand on your horrid temper.”

My anger simmered. Yes, I had a temper. And yes, it had taken me into situations in the past that perhaps I shouldn't have been part of, situations that usually devolved into fistfights and incoherent yelling at the offender. He should be grateful I always kept control of myself enough my magic never came into play. Except that one time. But it wasn't my fault. Not really. And the offender recovered. Eventually.

Auburdeen Hayle is the sixteen-year-old daughter of the next leader of her coven. When the transition of power becomes tense, Burdie is sent from her home in America to stay with old friends in London to keep her safe. But a handsome young man chooses to hide from the police in her hansom, drawing Burdie into an underground world of magic that challenges even her sense of adventure and puts her at odds with the very people who are meant to protect her.

Blood and Gold Trilogy

How did I make it to the garden? Or the fence? Onto the street? I don't recall. Though when I finally started thinking again, Josephine was beside me, one hand on my arm, so I could only assume she was the reason I remained alive.


A choking sob escaped me when understanding returned. Sassafras. He died to save me. And Georgina killed him. She had to be working with Samuel.


Mum would never forgive me. And even if she did, I knew my own forgiveness would be forever in the making.


We were two blocks from the house by then, but I could feel them behind us in close pursuit. I jerked my arm free of Josephine, my rage and hurt and need to strike out taking over. I spun and faced my pursuers, gathering all my magic around me as I waited for them to come.


Chapter 29: Escape