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.

Sibling Rivalry

I loved my sister with all my heart, but there were times like these when I hated her, too. I tried very hard not to allow the reality of being Syd’s little sister weigh on me, but it was so difficult when my entire life was about scrutiny, either from those who couldn’t wait for me to screw up, or from my family who watched with barely-concealed concern. Everyone waited for me to crack under the pressure.

The next person who compared anything I accomplished to what Syd would have done was going to perish in flame and agony.

Meira might sit on First Seat, but her initial four years as Ruler haven’t been as easy as she thought they’d be. Thanks to her father’s new policies, Meira’s power has been diverted away from Ruler and into the hands of her Second Seat and grandfather, Henemordonin, as well as the greedy and grasping court of Demonicon. Struggling to regain control while being constantly bullied and tormented, Meira faces a fresh concern—a cult of mysterious demons has risen in the outer planes, preaching love and peace, finding followers where no religion has ever succeeded before.

First Plane Trilogy

I stumbled out of the veil and onto cold stone, a familiar triad of elderly demons watching as I caught myself and spun 


"WHY?" I lunged for him, pounding on his chest with my fists, sending him stumbling back under Ram's weight, unable to 


stop me from assaulting him. "I could have killed him. You should have left me to kill him!" Elphremantic's face wavered 


in my rage-filled memory, the flames of my sorcery striking out against Bakari.


"Ruler." Raethnn's soft voice carried power as the old demon leader of the Daeva's magic wrapped around mine in a surge 


and contained it. Or tried to. I was much stronger than her, a fact that seemed to shock her as I spun on her this time. 


But despite her weakness, her act succeeded anyway. I felt my anger cool as Ahbi soothed me, the hate I felt for 


Elphremantic rolling into the same emotion for the court, for my grandfather, for all the betrayal I'd suffered fading 


Chapter 65: Had It Handled