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

"You recognized me." I close the distance between us though she backpedals slightly, nervous, despite the fact she's the one who came to see me.


"Yes," she says, the hand holding her dead lighter in front of her shaking. Her voice barely rises above a whisper. I come to a halt, not wanting to scare her off, but needing to know what she knows. And who she is, exactly.


"You're Steam Union?" Where is Piers? He obviously didn't find her, off on a goose chase, at this point. Or pursuing the girl's sorcerer friend, more likely. He seemed less inclined to talk to us. What's different about her?


"I don't know what that means," she says, voice rising a little. She's a lovely thing, delicate and slim, with exotic features that make me think of Greece. "What's Steam Union?"


"You're a wolf," she says. "A blonde wolf. But you have blonde hair as a human, too, only it's black right now." She seems confused. "And you travel with her a lot."


Chapter 63: Helios