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Author<\/h2>\nTameera Corum<\/p>\n
My name is Tameera Corum. I’m 19 years old and I’m from Sacramento, CA. I’m currently attending American River College working on my general ed. As a child I have always loved all things involving witches, magic, and everything about the occult. I was always intrigued by shows like Charmed, Bewitched, Buffy, The Vampire Slayer and I would say to myself, “I can write that.” At the end of December 2012, having no real writing experience, I quit my broadcast journalism internship with CBS 13 news and decided to write a book. I surprised myself at how easily writing came to me, I loved the power I had of creating characters and giving them personalities, basically creating a whole world. I recently just self-published my book. It was such an accomplishment, and I am now on Amazon. I want to show people that it is possible to follow your dreams.<\/p>\n
Fifteen-year-old Noella Laveau resides in Hexcurse Louisiana. She comes from a family of Louisiana Creole vodu practitioners. Come Noella’s 16th birthday she is to inherit a special family heirloom, a ring that contains all the magic of her family’s most powerful ancestor: Marie Laveau. With the inheritance of the ring Noella discovers that she is a powerful creature called The Vodun. Up until Noella inherited the ring, The Vodun was just a myth to the people of Louisiana. With this new discovery comes more shocking news. It is now Noella’s job to fight for her fellow vodu practitioners(voduists), she has to protect them from a group of people that practice a different type of magic: witchcraft.<\/p>\n
Book excerpt<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t see why you can\u2019t just give it to me now,\u201d Noella
\nshouted. \u201c I mean, I already know I\u2019m going to get it; my 16th
\nbirthday is only one day away!\u201d Her mother watched her as she
\ngalloped down the wooden stairs of their home, her long, sandy brown
\nhair swaying in the air.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know why, and if you ask me about it again I\u2019m not giving it to
\nyou at all,\u201d her mother responded. She came to the end of the staircase,
\nand then walked backwards into the kitchen to face her daughter, who
\nwas close behind her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t just not give it to me; it\u2019s my birth right,\u201d Noella argued
\nsmugly.<\/p>\n
Her mother threw her hands up in feigned disgust, hating that look.<\/p>\n
\u201cUgh!\u201d she joked, her teeth clenched. \u201cI should have never told you,
\nand then you would have never known.\u201d<\/p>\n
Noella reached for the stainless steel refrigerator door. \u201cWell that
\nwouldn\u2019t be right, now would it, Cecile?\u201d She said cockily, holding the
\nrefrigerator door open.<\/p>\n
\u201cCecile?\u201d her mother said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI mean mom!\u201d Noella said, showing a playful smile.<\/p>\n
Noella and her mother had always joked around a lot, with Noella
\nsometimes calling her by her first name, Cecile. That was just their
\nrelationship, very playful and fun. With Cecile being a single mom and<\/p>\n
Noella an only child, they were extremely close, practically sisters.<\/p>\n
Cecile looked the part too; although she was in her mid-thirties, she
\ndidn\u2019t look a day over twenty-five.<\/p>\n
Noella didn\u2019t know much about her dad, only knowing that his name
\nwas Isaac; she had never met him and had only seen him in pictures.<\/p>\n
He was a handsome man. Noella looked a lot like him, except that she
\nwas half African-American while her dad was full European\u2014 French,
\nto be exact. Cecile didn\u2019t talk about him much; she said she didn\u2019t feel
\nit was necessary since he committed suicide when Noella was first
\nborn. Or at least that\u2019s the story she had always told her daughter.<\/p>\n
Noella had begun to reach her hand into the fridge to grab a snack for
\nschool, but before she knew it, her mother snapped her fingers and \u2013
\nSmack!<\/p>\n
The refrigerator door slammed closed, almost pinning her arm with it.<\/p>\n
Noella jumped back in fright.<\/p>\n
\u201cGosh, mom!\u201d Noella yelled. \u201cYou almost took my arm off!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what you get for being annoying,\u201d Cecile replied. \u201cNow, no
\nmore talk about the ring until your birthday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, I won\u2019t mention it again. Now, can I grab some snacks out the
\nfridge, or are you going to try to amputate my arm again?\u201d Noella
\nasked sarcastically.<\/p>\n
\u201cNope; grab away,\u201d said Cecile. She waved her hand as if presenting
\nsomething to a queen, and with that simple gesture, the refrigerator
\ndoor opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, now you\u2019re just showing off,\u201d Noella said, sounding annoyed.<\/p>\n
She once again reached her hand inside the fridge.<\/p>\n
Noella\u2019s mom was a born voduist, just like her late mom; Noella was
\nsoon to be the same. Their family came from a long line of good<\/p>\n
Louisiana Voduists dating back to the late 1700s. Voduists were
\npeople who practice vodou; there are born Voduists and just
\npractitioner Voduists. Vodou was a type of folk magic, neither good
\nnor bad of itself; it was in how one used it. Besides the Laveau\u2019s, there
\nwas only one other family of born voduists. Other voduists didn\u2019t have
\nany real powers; they were just practitioners who could only perform
\nhexes, having no active powers.<\/p>\n
The Laveau\u2019s, however, was the most powerful vodu family, not only
\nbecause they were born voduists, which made them innately magical
\nand gave them one innate active power, but because they had a special
\nmagical ring that strengthened the powers of anyone who wore it. This
\nring was passed down through their generations, generations started by
\nthe matriarch of the Laveau line, Marie Laveau.<\/p>\n
Born on September 10, 1794, Marie Laveau was famous in Hexcurse
\nas a powerful vodu priestess, a woman endowed with numerous
\nabilities which include healing the sick, an ability that Marie Laveau
\ndemonstrated best. It was Marie\u2019s duty to protect the townspeople;<\/p>\n
Hexcurse was her town, and it loved her. On June 16, 1881, Marie<\/p>\n
Laveau died of old age, but not before transferring all of her powers
\ninto the Laveau family ring.<\/p>\n
Cecile currently wore the ring, but on October 11th, 2012, Noella\u2019s
\n16th birthday, the ring would be passed down to her. Her powers
\nwould finally be activated, making her a full-fledged voduist.<\/p>\n
Dooododo! Noella\u2019s iPhone rang.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat must be Mason!\u201d Noella yelled. She ran to grab her iPhone off
\nof the kitchen counter top. \u201cYup, it\u2019s Mason; he\u2019s outside waiting for
\nme. Gotta go, mom!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEh, Mason,\u201d Cecile said, grabbing ingredients for one of her many
\nvodu spells. She was always brewing up something.<\/p>\n
\u201cAwww, c\u2019mon. You still hate him? He\u2019s not that bad!\u201d Noella said
\ndefensively.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s something about him that seems \u2014I don\u2019t know\u2014 off,\u201d
\nCecile said, scrunching her face.<\/p>\n
Mason was Noella\u2019s boyfriend, and they had been dating for a couple
\nmonths. He was a new student at Hexcurse High, and he immediately
\nbegan dating Noella. He was very good looking \u2013- tall, slim, tan
\nskinned, brown eyed, and curly brown hair that was always hidden
\nunderneath a beanie. He was incredibly charming and spoke with a
\nraspy voice that made his charming words sound even better. She
\nadored him. He had a certain ominous look about him that attracted<\/p>\n
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