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

The likelihood Mathius had property in the British Museum was, of course, ludicrous. And yet, he looked at me with great expectation.


He shrugged. "Well, naturally I stole it first, from an old man outside the place. Then the bloody bobbies lifted it from me, didn't they, the last time I was pinched. Gave it to the bloody museum, they did."


This was preposterous. "I'm not breaking the law for you." What an outrageous idea. "I'm not a thief."


His face hardened, the criminal he was showing through. "Smuggling you and your compatriots out of the city could get me killed, witch. What I'm asking is fair compensation."


"You're a thief, aren't you?" I slowly looked him up and down, my distain clear. Annie giggled behind her hands, eyes sparkling. "Go steal it yourself."


Mathius showed his first real flash of temper. "I would," he snapped back, "but the damned thing is warded with magic."


Chapter 41: Trade Off