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.

SYDLYNN HAYLE IS BACK in an all-new series!

Enters the Phoenix

A burst of fire blazed in the corner of my eye, jerking me around toward the back door. I barely remembered moving, feet flying over the hardwood, hands slamming against the glass and throwing it open, hurtling out into the dew-wet grass.

Fire climbed from a curled up ball of humanity, near the edge of the hedge row leading to the park on the other side of our property. I staggered to a halt, power reflexively tightening around me, ready to attack, when the figure unbent, half sitting, half lying on the ground, her face turned up toward me.

“RUN!” Her scream pierced me to my soul, froze my magic in place before it could harm her. Flames burned her, devoured her, dark hair and eyes on fire, but she managed to stagger to her feet, eyes pure gold as she gestured toward me. “Sydlynn Hayle, if you love your family, run and don’t look back!”

Things have never been better for Sydlynn Hayle and her family, living out their lives in Wilding Springs, Pennsylvania. Her battles and struggles have come to a halt, her two young children happy and well-adjusted, marriage to her beloved Quaid all she could ever ask for. But when a woman of flame appears to her and warns her of impending danger, Syd understands at last the quiet she’s enjoyed has all been a smoke screen, hiding the truth. Her old enemies have returned to destroy her and everything her family has fought for, with repercussions that could threaten the very Universe.

So much for happily ever after.

Hayle Coven Destinies

I was tired, so tired, as I entered the veil and slid along the rubbery membrane toward the Stronghold plane. But I couldn't stop. There wasn't time to lag, get some sleep, not for me. Even more now I was determined to stop Erica and Belaisle from depopulating North America's witch compliment if it meant killing my mother's oldest friend myself.


I stepped out into the cool quiet of the Stronghold a moment later, hand reaching for the wall as all the strength ran out of me. Panting for fresh air, I leaned heavily into the stone, forehead pressed to the rock wall, begging my body and energy to hold out just a little longer.


I'd been so powerful for so long, this feeling of being drained to the edge was new and frightening. It had to have come from moving my family en masse. There was nothing about it that felt like foreign interference, so I only had my own body's weakness to blame.


We'll manage, my vampire sent, sounding weary herself. We always do.


Chapter 22: The Stronghold