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

My sense of betrayal was powerful and, rather than stirring my anger fully, drained me to the point of despair. Not Vasek! He couldn't have been complicit to Samuel's plans. And yet, from the look on his face and the smugness returning to the sorcerer Brindle's, Vasek had, in fact, been part of it from the beginning.


I turned away from him, saw the hurt in Josephine's eyes and, for a moment, felt a ray of hope. Hadn't we assumed she'd betrayed us that night on the train when her people in the Steam Union of sorcerers drugged us to get their hands on Jack? We'd been wrong then and it was very possible I was wrong now.


But when I returned to face Vasek, his guilty expression hadn't lessened.


"I had nothing to do with it," he said, "beyond hiding the very place the medallions came from."


"That's how you know Jack." I glanced at my golden friend who nodded.


"I met him that night in the cave," Jack said. "I'd almost forgotten. You argued with Samuel, I recall."


Chapter 67: Truths Revealed