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

This ride through the flames feels off, different, the heat burning me, dragging me down with need and hunger as powerful as that of the sorcery that held Piers. I realize my mistake almost too late. I've absorbed some of Liander's magic, taken into me that which I've come to despise and it is fighting me for control.


Is this how it feels to be one of them? How can they live with themselves? I battle the urge to devour everything, to emerge from the fire and feed and feed until the entire world dies. This is wrong, so wrong, and yet it feels like a dream I wish I could live forever.


Sparks sizzle and pop, sliding along the edges of the black, burning it away, sending it scrambling, trying to escape as the fire I've come to know roars and crackles and eats the sorcery alive. The power that was Gaia surges inside me, pushing back the black, finally crushing it as I grasp tight to Piers and hurl us from the flames.


Chapter 22: Hensley Coven