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.

Reluctant Princess

“Syd,” I say. “If I were to step down as heir, would there be a place for me here?”

She reaches out and takes my hand again. “Without question,” she says. “Any time, come as you are, you betcha. And hell no. Yes, because I miss you and love you and it’s not the same without you. The kids adore you, life is better when you’re here.” She looks away from me, up at the star-filled sky. Her sorrow is a living thing between us, my wolf snuffling at it and whining. “And no, because you are so much more than a servant to anyone. And if you came back, I’d worry it was for the wrong reasons.”

Seven years have passed since Charlotte took her place as heir to the werenation. Still unmated and resisting her position, she longs for freedom she will never have, and life with a mortal man she loves. When a powerful new pack appears, Charlotte is instantly suspicious. Cicero Caine and his weres aren’t exactly what they seem. But the arrival of old enemies and a rising threat to all werewolves throws the wereprincess into the middle of a vast conspiracy, challenging the very foundations of what she’s been taught to believe.

Lychos Cycle

My grandfather rages at me, in private, at least. The small room behind the throne is the perfect place for my dressing down, in his eyes at least. I would prefer this didn't happen at all.


"Against my express orders," he finishes his stomping, pacing tirade, "stirring who knows what interference from the European High Council. What do you have to say for yourself?"


I scowl at him, doing my best to keep my temper. He doesn't yet know of the full extent of my transgressions and maybe, if I can turn him against Caine sufficiently, I can get the Californian leader banned before he can use Sage against me. Not that such a scenario is likely. There will be more yelling and possible repercussions I haven't thought of yet when Oleksander finds out about my relationship with a normal. But, for now, I need him to listen to me. It takes all the training I have, my mother's memory, to keep me from lashing out at my grandfather for not seeing the danger right in front of his eyes.


Chapter 22: Over The Line