Title: Sacred Blood
Genre: Young Adult, supernatural
Word Count: 87,000
Upon discovering her vicious ex-boyfriend is a werewolf, 18-year-old
Juliette St. Claire will risk her life to protect his enemies and the
new man she loves, a man harboring his own secret identity.
Juliette lives her existence resigned to her boyfriend, Nathaniel
Jensen's violent whims. After a particularly violent evening, she has
had enough, and a high window is her only chance at escaping with her
life. Desperate to live through the night, she flees.
Finally free, Juliette finds her best friend, but just when she needs
him the most, Tristan Larocque must leave. She learns that he is an
unusual breed of vampire who needs to find and warn a lost vampire
coven that they are in danger from Nathaniel, an instinctively violent
werewolf leader determined to abolish them. Rather than hide from the
danger her ex presents, Juliette, knowing what makes Nathaniel tick
and determined to keep Tristan safe, insists that she accompany him on
Over the course of a multi-country journey to save the mysterious
coven, Juliette discovers she has more internal strength and courage
than she'd ever realized. She, the sole human, leads the vampires into
battle against the werewolves and discovers she alone holds the power
to destroy her terrible ex-boyfriend and to save the future of
vampires, or to spare his life.
SACRED BLOOD is a young adult supernatural manuscript complete at
87,000 words. While this manusript stands alone, a trilogy has been
outlined and the second manuscript has been written and is in rough
Frantic, Juliette St. Claire folded and packed football gear. She
gasped, twitching at the slightest sound. The jersey she needed was
still in the living room. She sprinted to retrieve his shirt, hoping
he would be lenient.
"Hurry up, Stupid! Me and the team have to take off. Get my stuff
packed up!" Nathaniel Jensen slugged Juliette’s arm as she hurried
past him, and smirked at her shocked scream as she crashed into the
cream wall and slunk to the ground. A china vase fell from its
pedestal, dousing her in cold water. He grabbed her arms and turned
her to face the hallway mirror. "Do you like your eye? Do you want
Juliette stared at the newest bruise darkening her eye. She nodded
and shook her head in turn to his questions, longing to get away from
the hands hurting her. Those hands turned her around and slapped her
across the face.
"You didn't answer me! Did you like your ugly eye, and do you want
your other to match?"
"N-n-no, S-S-Sir!" She wanted nothing more than for him to let go.
His fingers digging into her flesh were bruising her, and her punched
Juliette’s side slammed into the wall again with another
"Hurry up then, or you'll get worse! Finish up!"
The injured woman ran as fast as she was able to continue gathering
and loading his gear, glad he was going to be gone for a week and
she'd have several days without physical pain. The thought of
reprieve motivated her to keep standing.
With a last zip, the packing was finished. Nathaniel snatched his
duffel bag up and pressed a finger hard against Juliette's chest.
"You better be good. Break any rules and I will find out. You’ll be
sorry if you do."
The wet kiss smashed to her lips caused a deep ache in Juliette's
heart, tempered only slightly by him walking out of the house.
Certain he wouldn't walk back in, she ran up the stairs and slammed
her bedroom door shut. Hopeless, her trembling body dropped to the
She pressed her mouth into the eyelet-covered pillow and screamed
with all her might, but the tears still came. Juliette pounded her
fists next to her head.
The cell phone on her nightstand beeped. Nervous, Juliette checked
the new message.