Anna and Ivan, two young newlyweds, escape poverty and hardship in Ukraine to start a new life on the Canadian Frontier. As they struggle to establish themselves, World War I breaks out, and Ivan is taken prisoner as an enemy.

...life can be seen as a tapestry of tightly woven threads, each thread linking everything in the web of life, then a darkening colour, a harsh sound, a haunting cry, ripples through the warp and weft to vibrate the threads of time... ...ancient and mysterious bones, discovered on the Yorkshire Wolds hold a secret hidden for centuries, which must not be revealed... ...a Grove of Wytches meet to celebrate the Mabon Rite of Equinox in Australia but strange energies are afoot that go beyond mortal comprehension... ...four young women are brought together in the little Spa town of Springsmeet to work out the riddle of the inexplicable disappearance of their friend and teacher of the Old Ways; a celebrated writer and lecturer. ...one, a gifted seer, musician and weaver, will learn of her ancestry long concealed in the veil ...one will learn of her natural gifts as an artist and writer ...one will be the gentle guide and healer who nurtures and supports everyone but herself and one must fight to control the anger and pain from the past, to temper and hone it into a tool of great compassion. ...all must learn to believe in their own gifts and in the Magick their teacher showed them ...to travel the portals into the realms where the Fae reside at the times of the year when the veil is thin and the Old Ones walk the land. ...many will step forward to assist them in their search as blight spreads sticky dark threads across all the realms to the Birthing Tree where all life must return one day and where for one of them the greatest test to face is that Magick might indeed be real... ...they must travel the inner realms to discover the truths of life itself...

long awaited sequel to Warp and Weft journey now on the Silken Web where the Wheel of the year has turned twice since Sybille disappeared mysteriously and the women charged with fi nding her have grown beyond recognition, as has the group who gathered from all realms to help Sam fl ew through the Aethers, unfettered, free of all human burden and pain. A cool, fragrant wind, ruffl ed long fl ight quills, all memory gone, of who or what she was, had been or ever would be, in that moment. Carried under a cloak of musky-sweet feathers; safe, a gentle recall emerged of warm arms and soft down. Then, something was pulling at her, tugging at her mind insistently; Sam, she heard. Sam, come back, its not your time to leave. An acrid odour seared her nostrils; offensive, as burnt feathers or hair and she fought to maintain her blissful fl ight away from the realms of pain and dark matters. A voice grew stronger, this one deeper, a masculine melodic tone; Morgan sang to her, calling her back Life is a struggle when we see through the veil hands become fragile; skin fair and pale. Come home from the dreaming come back to this place, nows no time to travel, come home from this space. You are a dreamer, one who sees true memories awaken feathers blue-black hue. Free fl ying falling then higher you soar, come home from your dreaming there is more so much more. Come with them on the next stage of the search as Sam learns disturbing and heartbreaking things about her passage through the Between.

continue the journey with Beth, Sam, Flora and Maeve as they continue the search for Sybille who mysteriously vanished 18 months ago Arianwen speaks of Magicks and the land Magick feeds the land and the land feeds our Magicks, she sang. Humankin have forgotten to believe and so our power diminishes, as too will the essence of the Mother. Soon they will wonder why their earth realm is suffering dire change and in turn so must they. Change or die; like us disappear into the threads beyond time. This realm will only be inhabited by those who appreciate their own powers of co-creation with the Mother and with us and who have the ability to project in all directions to restore the earth plane they believe is reality. It is only one among many but which will they chose as their truth; one with anger, revenge, regret, fear and deceit or a planet where light and the Mothers Magicks return to empower the land again, and the tears of the small creature dried and the Maker was gone. she was otter, dragonfly, leaf sprite, a breath of air, a droplet of water vapour, a tidal pool of emotion. She knew no differentiation between herself and all that is for she was all that is the journey continues

Slender Silver Birch whispered secrets to a flock of noisy sparrows, arrowing like darts into the depths of ancient twisted limbs; the last leaves clinging stubbornly, shaken loose circling, drifting down to join their sibling on the earth to begin the journey to mulch-hood. It was cold but the sounds of nature were undiminished; a ravens caw, a kookaburras contagious chuckle and the sweet, melodic call of a thrush echoed across the garden to the silent group sitting beneath the canopy of branches, soaking up the suns last warmth before winters final grip held the earth in stasis. Flora, Samantha, Maeve and the group who had assembled around them were tired and confused, not knowing if the outcome of their ritual, woven with the intention to locate Sybille on Samhain eve had been successful and knowing that much rode on it. They had all witnessed things they could not put name to and so much more had to their frustration, been hidden from sight as they stood backs turned to the events unfolding in the circle. Who was the small creature, Maeve saw watching her with such cold intensity? Where did Bethan go in that brief moment she vanished? Who are the enigmatic Dark Fae, waiting in the wings for any of them to make just one small slip? dare you walk the between, in the places unseen will you dare to engage with your shade will you walk, will you stray senses lost on the way with the mists calling home will you wander alone dare you walk the between unafraid the story continues after the Samhain Rite

Set in St-Petersburg, Beyond the Silver Threads is a story of one student’s night adventures and subsequently his first time, both lip-smacking good and uncanny. Set in St-Petersburg, the city quite cosmopolitan, Beyond the Silver Threads is about one youth of the name of Vadim who gets his uncle’s apartment at his disposal for the time of the winter holidays. Languor of Youth urges him to go out, on the clear night. In the street, he meets his old friend, and later, on the night, he gets his first time. Time of the story is the same as the Regency in England. Historical romance. Soft erotic. Paranormal adventure. The fairy, winter nightlong tale has got some reviews. “Woven with the aid of the rich and enchanting combination of history and human emotions, this literary tapestry is the best history fiction and paranormal adventure ever.” (Vlad Anghel, goodreads.com)

Three trendy British BFFs help a brilliant Ugandan girl in this heartfelt fashion fairy tale!Once upon a time in London town, there were three fab "birds": Nonie's a freak for fashion. Eco-conscious Edie blogs to save the world--and to get into Harvard. And starter-starlet Jenny just finished filming a small part in a BIG Hollywood blockbuster opposite a drool-worthy boy. But when these trendy Brit besties meet Crow, a refugee girl who happens to be an amazing designer, their worldview gets an extreme makeover. As they learn about the serious situation in Crow's homeland, the three friends decide to mix-and-match their talents to call attention to the crisis of Uganda's Night Walking children.Fashion and compassion: C'est tres chic! Now Nonie's just got to lace up her (always a classic) Converse kicks, put on her (vintage Dior pillbox) thinking cap, and somehow "make it work"!A fierce, sweet, boldface fashion fairy tale!

Creating a personal positivity and gratitude practice allows us to shift the way we interpret our experiences as we move throughout our daily lives. We cannot always choose the circumstances in which we find ourselves, but by incorporating positivity and gratitude into our daily routines we can choose to live a life filled with hope and happiness.