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 leap at my father, but the white wolf puts herself between me and him and I'm forced to retreat. She turns her back on him, facing me, one paw rising to swipe the air. I reach for her, my power engulfing her, feel her own magic dormant inside her.


"Why haven't you woken?" I crouch before her, touching her fur with my hands, wanting to cry but unable to let myself go. I must solve this mystery and understand. "You're free. Why can't you access your magic?"


"They are gone," Raoul says, but I glare at him, a sharp and angry jab of power joining my furious expression and he falls silent.


"Your father is right." Maksym is lucky I don't send him flying. But he is my friend and I am more willing to listen. Sorrow makes his voice quaver. "Olena gave her life-everything she is-to protect you."


I spin on him, temper flaring. Friend or not, I'll kill him if he's deceived me. "You knew?"


Chapter 93: The Truth About Mother