The Witch of Belle Fleur – a look into parts of my manuscript
The Witch of Belle Fleur manuscript is finished. Here are portions of my manuscript. I am excited to see what happens next.
A segment from Chapter 5
Cold fear crept through Juliette’s veins in the hot Florida afternoon. She could taste death and fear on her tongue.
An alligator jumped forward and grabbed her boot while another climbed on the other alligator’s back and snapped at Juliette.
She could feel its teeth clamping down on her toes. She screamed again, “Please, I won’t bring magic back. I won’t.” She would have to scramble and find another way to save her aunt.
“It could have been easier if you would have just let your aunt die.” He said. He shapeshifted back into an alligator.
Juliette reached for the fishing pole fastened near her chair and clobbered the alligator’s head with it. It released her boot. She managed to jump onto her chair. Her boot slipped but she balanced herself on one foot. She shook with terror as she realized she had no way out.
A segment from Chapter 12
The party started and Alec stood, near the pool, with his hands tucked deep in his pockets. His shirt blew in the wind. The Miami sunset took over the sky. Alec saw Juliette walk towards the pool in her green dress. She was beautiful, he thought to himself. He noticed the way Juliette laughed while she kept her hands on her legs, in hopes of keeping her hem from blowing up in the breezy twilight air. He smiled.
Alec grabbed two sodas from the table behind him and walked towards the only person in his life who had nothing to do with magic, and that was Juliette.
A segment from Chapter 17
“Now we strap into this ramshackle appearing contraption. It is much sturdier than it appears. Afterwards, a blast of magic propels us hundreds of miles, then another blast, then another, until we’ve crossed the expanse from two councils.”
Juliette saw a pile of helmets in the corner. Tiny brown crabs used the helmets as a cityscape and crawled among them wildly.
Renner threw helmets to everyone. “This helps reduce injuries during travel.”
“Any other words of caution?” Juliette asked. She wondered what she had agreed to. She knew Renner was a little crazy, but this looked insane.
“Keep your hands in the car.” Lydia said.
They sat in rusted seats with puddles of water. Juliette flicked a small crab from her leather book bag. They sat knee to knee with Juliette sitting facing Alec and Lydia facing Renner.
The car hovered over the railing, bouncing as Renner sat up to close the door. The door slammed and they braced themselves as the car shot through an underwater magical metal pipeline that connected the Caribbean to New York City.
The sound was soul wrenching, a combination of metal scrapping against metal and the extreme force of pressure on the old pipes.
Cloudy partial windows gave them a view of the rusted miles of metal pipes created from old shipping containers, magic and a group of creative witches tired of traditional travel.
“It looks like this tunnel is going to spring a leak.” Juliette said.
“There are several leaks up ahead. There is a particularly dramatic one when we are near South Carolina. It’s actually quite beautiful, really.” Renner sat back as though he sat in a first class flight.
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