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

We wound our way through the dark streets of London in pursuit of the faint silvery trail. I stumbled more and more often, the ridiculous hem of my dress very much in my way. Again I cursed the fate that kept me from changing before all of this began. I'd been at the theater only a few hours earlier, under the influence of Samuel and his power. I'd intended to change the moment I arrived with Jack in tow, but my conversation with him had taken longer than expected, interrupted by Hugh and his sister, Kate.


Then there was no more time and I was forced to run, ball gown and all.


I had to admit I was tired. Almost worn out. It had been a very busy night in a very busy few days. I'd experienced more drama and grief, more anger and fear than I ever had before, and I found it took its toll. But the others still moved forward and I refused to fall behind.


Chapter 31: Silvery Trail