The Amethyst Witch

If death was a door, what could be waiting on the other side?

A question, mostly asked over a few glasses of wine, suddenly becomes much more important when you close your eyes for the supposedly last time and still wake up again.

A stupid accident, a fateful encounter and a shit ton of luck can truly turn your world upside down. Hi there, I’m Evelyne Paradizo and this is the story of how I died. It didn’t stick, though, and afterwards… well, if you find yourself falling for the person who killed you, hear the thoughts of others and Central Park suddenly looks like Narnia, you’ll be in for one hell of an interesting time. And mine was getting worse by the day. Did I already mention the blood crazed fairies?

Anyways, if you’re interested in how I managed to grow up between mythical creatures, Highschool and a slightly strange family, you might find a bit more than you bargained for. My life hasn’t been easy for the past couple of years, but at least I can’t even remember the last time I was bored. If you want to, I’ll take you along for the ride, but be warned, sometimes it just didn’t go as planned. Still, if I had a choice, I’d do it all again.