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

I tried to pull against my brother's grip, wanting to be sure our friends were safe, only to see Damon surrounded by blue fire. I glanced back as his magic formed a shield of protection over the last of our group. He held it only long enough for Stella to bodily push Samuel into the tunnel before letting it go.


Too soon, as it turned out. The tunnel began to deteriorate around us as well, chunks of stone compressing and giving way. I felt a tingle of sorcery and knew this destruction was triggered by power.


Damon cried out, struck by a stone. It was my turn to protect him with my partially metal body as he and Pharo did their best to raise their shields again. But it was Jack who truly saved us all, falling back behind Stella, using his golden body to hold back the shuddering stone.


"Jack!" I stopped, reached for him, mere steps from the exit, knowing if he stayed any longer he would be trapped.


Go. For the first time I heard his voice in my head. Burdie, go now.


Chapter 69: Master Of Inorganics