Maura and Patrick have escaped the desperate poverty and danger of leaving home in Ireland to face even greater peril as they continue their daring voyage to the New World with their friend Laurence Kirkle. Aboard ship, they are crowded into the stench-filled pit of steerage, where they come face to face with illness and death, trying their best comfort and protect eight-year-old Bridy, who has lost both her parents. They find themselves at the mercy of fellow passengers—shady characters like Mr. Shagwell, an American in dire need of cash, and the conniving Mr. Clemspool, who sails first-class with young Mr. Grout, haunted by his criminal past. Ahead lies their future in America, fraught with danger and more crisis than they ever anticipated.


All teenagers have problems, but few of them can match those of Aislinn, who has the power to see faeries. Quite understandably, she wishes that she could share her friends’ obliviousness and tries hard to avoid these invisible intruders. But one faery in particular refuses to leave her alone. Keenan the Summer King is convinced beyond all reasoning that Aislinn is the queen he has been seeking for nine centuries. What’s a 21st-century girl to do when she’s stalked by a suitor nobody else can see? A debut fantasy romance for the ages; superlative summer read

Monday’s Child

It was a usual day.

Children playing in the streets, and adults manning their stands.

When a man came up to the middle of the street and started playing a pipe.

The sound that came out was as if it was a magical spell.

The children stopped dead in their tracks, and started running toward him to listen, and the adults froze and turned to watch him.

The song the piper was playing was indeed a magical spell, but not a good one.

Once the children were settled, and the adults were comfortable, the magic began.

Every one was now frozen in time. Well the piper wouldn’t have have gone and done this for no reason would he?

Well he didn’t. Its all for a much bigger plan, and that is another story.

The piper walked away with a smug smile on his face never to return again.

And the poor people of this town will never move again.

Or will they……….?