Stories due in 2017

Re-published EXTENDED Edition
Paperback & eBook


Re-published EXTENDED Edition
Paperback & eBook






as at 31 December 2016

Guardian Angel
ForNever (Volume 1)
My Recycled Soul
My Life Hereafter
Soul Drifter
When we Love

The Shape of My Soul
SPAM (A Horror Novel)

Short Stories
Would you Remember ME
All Over Again
Only in My Memories
The Dark, Dark House

The Vampire Pirate Saga
William The Damned
The Vampire Pirate’s Daughter

The Counting Stars Series
Forever Young

i am lucas Series
In The Beginning
Once in a Blue Moon

The OtherWorld Series

The Joy of Giving


To do:

  1. Download the voucher;
  2. Print onto good quality, sturdy paper or cardboard;
  3. Cut neatly along the edges;
  4. Give to someone who loves reading.

Two for One

Some updates from the Planet of Me. After I had finished rewriting New Dawn, which had been hidden in a yellow folder on my desktop for almost six years, and it eventually became THE SHAPE OF MY SOUL, I was left with all these off cuts.

The left-overs from The Shape of my Soul, was mostly about a room in a boarding house, aptly numbered number 13. In my original story, the three girls (Amber, Sinead & Rachel) ventured into this room and the ghost in room 13 basically told Amber (now starring in The Shape of my Soul) she had no soul, because in the original story (New Dawn), Amber was a vampire, but now (in The Shape of my Soul) she is a shapeshifter.

Does this sound confusing?

I agree, it does - a little.


It's a great story.

Moving on.

After shuffling some paragraphs and chapters around and adding a couple of words, a new story was created. We decided the title should be THE GIRL IN ROOM THIRTEEN, because who doesn't love a good book with the words, The Girl, in the title.

The book description is:

As part of her initiation, as a new arrival at boarding school, she has to accept a dare.

Unfortunately, Alison's dare requires her to go into the dreaded room thirteen on the anniversary of Lily's death.

It is rumoured, Lily, the girl who used to reside in the room, thirteen years ago killed herself on the thirteenth of February, the day before Valentine's Day.

When Alison goes into the room, alone and afraid, armed with only an Ouija Board, the dead girl gives her a riddle, which leads Alison on a journey of discovery to find out what really happened to Lily. 

What dark secrets is the girl in room thirteen hiding?


From one book, forgotten in a folder, two stories were born and I've learned from this that nothing is ever irrelevant and there is something good in everything, but sometimes it just takes a little bit longer. The timing has to be just right :o)


There is a never read before story on its way :o)  I started writing this story back in the year 2010. It started off with a different title and a different kind of plot - it was initially about vampires and such, and the first 20,000 words were written, but then I ran out of ideas. Earlier this year, I happened upon an awesome title for a story, proceeded to dig through my files and decided to update and publish THE SHAPE OF MY SOUL.

Because you are so amazing, I'm going to share the first chapter here and I hope you enjoy the story and get just as excited about it as I am. 

When: Release Date - 01 October 2016

Where: Everywhere good books are sold
What: Shape-Shifter Romance with lots of angst, romance, feelings & as always a good dollop of horror.

If you liked it, remember to share it <3

Always Read The Small Print

I am back from my holidays and I really, really enjoyed spending time in South Africa. Even though I absolutely love living abroad, there is always a part of me that will belong in South Africa.

I want to tell you a story though.

It started on the 7th of July 2016. We woke up early that morning to a beautiful sunny day. The taxi arrived on time at 06:30 and took us to the bus station from where we left to go to Dublin. It was a four hour journey, but we caught up on some sleep, as we went to bed late trying to squash last minute important things into our suitcases.

At Dublin Airport, we felt very proud of our accomplishments when we managed, for the first time ever, to check-in all by ourselves. We weighed and tagged our bags and put them on the conveyor belt, only to see them again once we reached South Africa. Paulo was a little worried, because we did not label our bags and how will we ever know if it was ours or not. Little did he know, that would be the least of his worries.

On the airplane, Paulo clutched the armrests as if his life depended on them, and Sinead was excited and afraid all at the same time. She was seated by the window and I think she did not realise at the time how very frightening it is to actually see the airplane taking off and leaving earth down below.

After walking along endless corridors we got to check-in at Heathrow for our connecting flight to South Africa. However, the guy at customs paged through our passports, squinted up at us and asked, "Do you have a Birth Certificate for Sinead?"

Did we need one?

It turned out we did.

So, we were send back home at about 22:00 that night with Paulo again holding on for dear life, and Sinead turning her back on the window and clutching onto my arm. With our luck so far, we ended up sitting in the second to last row and caught every tail wind. That was when Paulo became very religious. We arrived safely back in Dublin and had to catch another four hour long bus ride home. When we got home we literally fell into bed. We went all the way to Heathrow just to have a cup of coffee at Starbucks. We are such jet-setters.

Two days later, British Airways let us know they had us on standby for a flight from Heathrow to Johannesburg. It was all very last minute, with little time to spare, but luckily, our bags were still packed and we just shoved in our toiletry bags. However, as we had used up our tickets from Ireland to London we had to buy them again which we did on the taxi ride to Belfast. We arrived in Belfast in little under two hours. Unfortunately, we arrived five minutes after check-in closed and the lady there was so mean! she refused to let us board the plane.

By now our funds were dwindling. Our holiday spending money was shrinking at an alarming rate and we weren't in such a big rush to get home so we caught a bus. Two hours later we were back at home.

Again, British Airways re-scheduled our flight (amazing people!!) and we bought tickets from Belfast to London - again. This time though we could only afford to buy tickets without checking luggage, so we had to only pack for a week, which was okay, seeing as we had already shaved a whole week off our initial three week holiday. We set off with our hand-luggage only and it's amazing what you can fit into that small amount of space.

This time round, we made sure we were waiting hours in between flights and we made it to Johannesburg, South Africa - at last.

It was an incredible journey and made me realise how much determination and perseverance Paulo has. I am also extremely greatful to all the very kind people we met on our arduous journey whom we never would have met if not for all our troubles. British Airways was absolutely amazing, and I will never be able to thank them enough for helping us to re-schedule the flights twice.

In the end, it all worked out well. Tahne & Danie had a beautiful wedding, we got some well-needed Vitamin D, and we saw William, Adelaide & Nathan again. We were shocked at how expensive things are in South Africa - only because we are used to seeing single digit amounts :D We went to visit our old home in Waterfall, KZN and was surrounded my the memories of the dead (sombre thought, but not as bad as it sounds lol)

Moral of the story: Always read the small print.

Frequently Asked Questions- Answered

Where are you from? Where do you live now?
I was born in South Africa, but I now live in Derry/ Londonderry

When did you start writing? 
I have been writing stories since I can remember, albeit always in my head. It was only in 2008 when I sat down and set the ideas in my head free by typing that very first sentence to My Recycled Soul

What made you become an author?
Even though I was in a very well paid full time job when I started writing My Recycled Soul, I had this inner drive to write a story from finish to end, and once I started writing, I could not stop. The day I finished My Recycled Soul, I felt such an immense sense of accomplishment, greater than anything I had achieved up to that point in my life (career-wise, that is).

Why do you write books? 
Writing is therapeutic, in a way. Considering some of my subject matter, it may seem as if I have been abused and am living upon the edges of suicide, but this is far from the truth. I grew up with a mom, and a dad, and two brothers in a happy, stable family even though we moved all the time. I cannot really explain it, but I have this deep empathy with the world, and I can cry for days about people I don't even know - just play me the right song :0)

Can I get a signed book?
Post a comment on my Facebook Page saying 'Where can I get a signed book?' and I'll send you a Private Message.

Favourite Dessert
Anything in, on or smothered with chocolate.

Favourite colour
Sinead asks me this all the time, and it seriously changes from day to day. All colors are pretty.

Dog or Cat?
I do love cats more than dogs, but only because cats are so much more independent. If I had a bigger house though, I'd have a dog as well. Dogs love with a total abandonment and recklessness without holding anything back, and sometimes I miss that.

How many children do you have?
Three - if you don't include my husband :O) -  I have a son, William. Two daughters, Tahne and Sinead, one daughter-in-law, Adelaide, one son-in-law, Danie and one most awesomest grandson, Nathan. 

Your books aren't published in my country. How do I get one? 
I always try to include online links on each book page. You can also go to your library or favourite bookstore and ask them to order a copy.

Are they going to make a movie of ForNever?
Hopefully one day :o)