Synopsis

Justice Morel 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.

Excerpt

“Press your lips against mine,” Dante commands and with a quick movement, he wrapped the necklace around his wrist with the searing still persisting and, of course, shortening the chain around my neck, which inevitably drew me closer into him. He informed, “Every moment you do not kiss me, the poison seeps into my flesh, into my bloodstream, and will kill me.”

Was he serious? Dante could not be seriously poisoning himself because I was not going to kiss him. Shaking my head nervously, I was annoyed at what he was doing. “This isn’t fair, Dante. Back off.”

”I don’t like playing fair woman,” And he winced momentarily, with the pain I could hear and smell. We were too close, I can’t be this close to him.

“What is wrong with you?” I breathed.

“Some say many things.”

“Da—”

“—Kiss me.” He leaned in closer.

“Please,” I pleaded in a whisper, shaken.

“Justice, kiss me,” and those beseeching words, connected our eager lips.

The kiss started slow and soft, and my skin caught on fire. That kiss was just what I wanted to avoid. But when Dante grimaced, it reminded me of his burning flesh and I disconnected our lips.

About the Author

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.

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