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

I hover next to Tallah who gives telepathic orders to her coven while my heart stretches out toward Sage. I can't reach him with my power, and I don't dare push too hard. I refuse to bring the Enforcers down on the Hensley coven after Tallah and her people have done so much for me. They are no longer disposable, but almost as dear as the Hayles.


Funny how things change when you see shades of gray.


Tallah turns to me in full leader mode. "You can't find him?"


I shake my head, lower lip trembling despite my attempt to control my emotions. "He's nowhere," I say, my voice cracking with strain.


Tallah hugs me with one arm, her energy joining mine, lending me strength. "We'll find him."


"We have to," I say. "He could change at any moment and without me there..." He could turn into a monster after all. Though I don't believe that of him anymore, who knows what he's becoming?


Chapter 62: Taken