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

Heaven forbid I be allowed out of the next stuffy room Vasek found for us. Despite my new insistence I was perfectly capable, now that I had the proper attire to prowl the streets, Josephine and Vasek demanded I remain behind.


"Brindle knows you," Vasek said, "and you don't know London. You could stumble into trouble and burn the entire city down before we could rescue you."


That old jibe again. As though the loss of his precious club were my fault.


"Just stay here," Josephine said. "We are laying false trails while trying to uncover what Samuel is up to. It's much easier for us to focus if we know you are somewhere safe."


I was not accustomed to sitting and waiting for trouble to come to me. While that may sound arrogant, I was much more likely to seek it out. Mind you, some people I knew, my brothers included, thought of it as a flaw. Myself, I preferred hitting problems head on rather than letting them sneak up behind me.


Chapter 37: Taking Over