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

The air crackled beside me, my sister stepping through. She was laughing.


I almost laughed with her as Xeoniteridone, clearly furious with my sister's appearance and jab at his plans, threw up a 


large, vibrating shield between himself and her.


"You really need to learn to mind your own business," he said. "You're not as important as you seem to think you are." 


His glittering eyes settled on Max who had slipped through the veil with Syd. "How's your little fight in the veil going, 


drach?" Nasty, bitter laughter escaped the white-haired demon. "I hope you're finding it entertaining."


My hands ached from being fisted at my sides. "You knew this would happen." The damage to the veil didn't seem to bother 


"Of course I did." His staff's crystal sparked, his smirk stirring my anger further. "When I discovered the damage 


Chapter 79: No Match