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.

Secret Love

I’m about to turn around when I feel him and everything stops. Ahead, Piers is there, I know it and the knowledge almost chokes me. I see him emerge from between two buildings, long, gray coat hanging to his feet, lean shoulders back, blond hair over one shoulder, falling in rippling silk to his knees. Those gray eyes greet me with joy, his lean hands already reaching out to me.

He turns, heads my way from the other side of the street. Coming closer. My lips are turning into a smile, my heart beginning to race, even as a mind touches mine.

Zoe. I close off immediately at the sound of my grandmother’s cool curiosity. Where are you?

Zoe Helios is a powerful Oracle, from a long line of women dedicated to interpreting the future for the good of all. But her encounter with handsome Steam Union sorcerer, Piers Southway, has led her to believe everything she’s been taught about the role her family plays is a lie. Searching for the truth, she must avoid the attention of her grandmother’s lover, Liander Belaisle, while rewriting the visions she’s had her entire life about the woman she knew as the Dark One. 

A woman named Sydlynn Hayle.

Helios Oracles

I brush away the fire with one hand, contempt for the woman before me burning harsher than any blaze she can send my way. She staggers a little, eyes huge as her power is deflected.


"Zoe." She holds out one hand to me, face morphing from shock to the old arrogance I'm so used to. But her fear is palpable now, and I wonder if she's always been afraid of me. "You can't believe a word that woman told you."


"And yet," I say as I descend from the altar and approach the woman I thought my grandmother, "I do, Sibyl. You, on the other hand." I flick flame at her, feeling a burst of satisfied vengeance as Sibyl swats at them with shaking fingers. "You have been lying to me my entire life." Our entire existence hangs in the balance of this discovery. Who my family are, what our power is really for, has been hidden from us, disguised and masked by outside force for centuries. I have no idea what will become of us, but for the first time we will be free to grow and understand our purpose.


Chapter 21: Abandonment Issues