Justice Labelle always had her life perfectly planned.
Her goals were to graduate from the University with exceptional grades and get into the best law school Canada has to offer.
Then one day, Justice tried to kill herself.Well, not her technically. It may have been Justice Morel's body, but those actions weren't intentional and the suicidal thoughts were not hers. Or, so she keeps telling her therapist and family.
Justice is afraid she’s losing her mind and just wants to forget everything. But when her best friend is murdered, another one is being mind-screwed by a Vampyre, and her ex is back in town, looking as scrumptious as ever and very suspicious, maybe she isn't all that crazy!
Just when she thinks that life couldn't throw her anymore curve balls, Justice figures out that she is Vampyre Doll and there's a vampyre who seems very familiar to her, but she can't figure out from where.
Justice is suffocating and drowning in a dark world she's been tossed into, forced to survive.
It’s a world she never wanted to know about and would love to ignore, like it doesn't exist. But, with every passing day, she's pulled deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole, wishing for everything to go back to the way it was.
An awesome mother of two beautiful baby girls and wife to the luckiest man on the planet. I love anything to do with the paranormal world. Author, reader, blogger. Inspirational quotes, meditating and photography I appreciate. Sailormoon, movie-holic and hopeless Romantic. Lactose intolerant but I loves cheese pizza. Shopaholic and i'm an Aries.
I have always had a crazy imagination. So finally I decided to put my thoughts into words and publish my very first novel, which took me 5 years to write.
I wanted my first chapter to begin powerful and mysterious. I wanted to leave curiosity in the mind of my readers. To beckon them into the dark world, that I have orchestrated.
Velicious Book I
Awakening hot, sweaty, and trembling, I sat up erect, utterly distracted by my surroundings and engrossed with feeling antsy for no particular reason. There was a giddiness building inside of me, but yet, a darkness loitering. My fingers mauled over the dewy, bleak cement beneath them and, gaping in confusion, I stared off into the rouge lit darkness to find a dozen thick rusting iron bars standing in front of me, as if condemning me to this small confinement.