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

Piers's capable hands grip the wheel as he drives toward the border. I perch behind him and Sage, wedging myself between the front seats. Sage has calmed somewhat, but his hostility for Piers wafts toward me like a flower's aroma and I know having my sorcerer friend here is triggering the wolf in Sage far more than anything else has.


There is only one explanation. My love's wolf feels Piers's affection for me and sees him as a threat. But I can't bring myself to ask Piers to leave.


"So," the handsome young Southway says in his cheerful voices, "where are we heading besides Austria?"


"California," I say. He glances sideways at me, a little surprised.


"Why California? Ah!" He answers his own question before I can respond. "Caine and his pack."


"They are revenants, I'm sure of it." I lower my head, mind whirling. "But they are different, Piers. Controlled, somehow. And they must have access to power, because they haven't devolved into emptiness and insanity."


Chapter 44: Piers