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Nameless by Jennifer Jenkins!!
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Did you know that NAMELESS is in development for film by Benderspink! That’s the same company who optioned Victoria Aveyard’s Red Queen and produced the I AM NUMBER FOUR film!
Four clans have been at war for centuries: the Kodiak, the Raven, the Wolf and the Ram. Through brutal war tactics, the Ram have dominated the region, inflicting death and destruction on their neighbors.Seventeen-year-old Zo is a Wolf and a Healer who volunteers to infiltrate the Ram as a spy on behalf of the allied clans. She offers herself as a Ram slave, joining the people who are called the “nameless.” Hers is a suicide mission – Zo’s despair after losing her parents in a Ram raid has left her seeking both revenge and an end to her own misery. But after her younger sister follows her into Rams Gate, Zo must find a way to survive her dangerous mission and keep her sister safe.What she doesn’t expect to find is the friendship of a young Ram whose life she saves, the confusing feelings she develops for a Ram soldier, and an underground nameless insurrection. Zo learns that revenge, loyalty and love are more complicated than she ever imagined in the first installment of this two-book series.
***EXCERPT***
“Go ahead and do it.” Zo’s legs buckled
beneath her.
Gryphon let her sink to her knees on the cold
earth.
“You can throw my body into the river when
you’re done.”
The Allies watched the river. Someone would
know Tess was
alone. Commander Laden would send a team to
retrieve her.
The Ram would move south and the Wolves, with
the help
of the Allies, would be prepared to fight. Tess
would be free
before the end of this year.
She would.
Joshua joined Zo on the ground and put an arm
around her.
“Don’t worry, Zo. Gryphon’s not going to
kill you.”
Joshua looked up at Gryphon for reassurance.
“The chief will want to question her.”
Gryphon frowned.
“But I’ll speak for her, Joshua.”
“You’ll speak for her?” Joshua jumped to
his feet. He had
to crane his neck to meet Gryphon’s cold
eyes. “You’ll speak
for her!” He shoved him in the chest with
both hands. Gryphon
didn’t even sway from the contact. Joshua
pushed him again and
again until his shoving turned to full-on
punching. Gryphon just
stood there and took it, watching Zo with a
hollow expression.
They all knew what would happen if Gryphon took
her back.
Zo couldn’t stand it any longer. “Joshua,
stop.” She used
a low tree branch to help her stand. The
muscles in her back
throbbed from Gryphon’s rough handling. “I
can speak for
myself.”
The poor kid dropped to the ground. His head
hung between
his knees, he grabbed two fistfuls of his own
red hair.
Zo stepped toward Gryphon. “Send the boy
away. For his
own sake.” Zo was in no position to make
demands, but the
prospect of losing her life made her bold. She
wouldn’t be a
victim any longer.
Gryphon studied her through the curtain of his
dark hair.
“He has a right to stay.”
Zo stepped closer until their toes almost
touched and the
smoke of her breath reached his dimpled cheek.
Her voice
barely carried over the sound of the river.
“Kill me here. Don’t
hand me over to the chief’s guards.” The
image of the Gate
Master entered her mind. “Please.” Her
bright blue eyes met
his. The time for submission had passed.
Gryphon shook his head, his jaw set.
“What?” She shoved him. “Too much of a
coward to do the
job yourself? Aren’t you a Ram?” She had to
get him angry.
No one would know to help Tess if Zo’s body
didn’t end up in
that river.
Gryphon tensed.
Joshua got up from the ground and put a hand on
his
mentor’s chest while looking at Zo. “That
wasn’t a great thing
to say,” he forced a whisper through his
teeth. “I think you
should let me do the negotiating from now on.”
Gryphon pushed Joshua’s hand away. The wrap
around his
wounded shoulder was dark with fresh blood. The
bandage
needed replacing. “Why did you come to the
Gate when you
knew we kill your kind?” he asked.
Zo chose her words carefully. Tess’ life
depended upon
them. “Why are you so convinced I’m a
Wolf?”
“The Wolf I captured had that same mark on
his shoulder.”
Zo opened her mouth to speak but no words came.
The
mark of the Allies was a well-kept secret. She
wouldn’t be the
one to divulge it. “The waxing moon is a
common symbol of
hope. I’m surprised you’ve never seen it
before.”
“You look like a Wolf too.” Gryphon’s
face colored and he
looked away.
Zo sighed inwardly. It always came back to her
cursed face.
“Either kill me or don’t. Nothing I say
will sway you.” She
folded her arms and showed him her back. It was
the ultimate
sign of disrespect inside the Gate. She braced
herself, ready
for him to strike her, but nothing happened.
A lifetime passed before she heard the crunch
of his
approaching footsteps.
Gryphon walked around to face her. This was it.
Tonight
she would join her parents on the other side of
this cruel life.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Please let Tess
be safe. Please let her not mourn my death. Let
Commander
Laden find her.
Warm hands clamped down on her tied wrists.
Zo’s eyes shot open and all of her fears
raced back in one
swift, agonizing moment: torture, no body for
Laden’s men to
find, Tess alone, the Gate Master. “No, no.
Don’t take me back
there. Please!” her voice slipped and
cracked. “Please! I’ll do
anything! Just don’t take me to the Gate
Master!”
Gryphon pressed the blade of his short sword to
her neck. “I
don’t trust you, Wolf,” he whispered. “If
you ever do anything
to harm my people, I swear I will end your life
in a way that
will make you regret ever surviving this
night.”
Joshua ran up and hugged Gryphon. “Thank you!
Thank
you!”
Gryphon yanked the band from her wrists and
walked away,
leaving Joshua and Zo to stare at his back in
the moonlight.
Zo sunk to her knees. “I don’t believe it.”
She held her
unbound hands to her cheeks, her jaw hung
slack.
Joshua put an arm around her. “Welcome to the
family, Zo.
I think he likes you.”
***********
With her degree in History and Secondary Education, Jennifer had every intention of teaching teens to love George Washington and appreciate the finer points of ancient battle stratagem. (Seriously, she’s obsessed with ancient warfare.) However, life had different plans in store when the writing began. As a proud member of Writers Cubed, and a co-founder of the Teen Author Boot Camp, she feels blessed to be able to fulfill both her ambition to work with teens as well as write Young Adult fiction.Jennifer has three children who are experts at naming her characters, one loving, supportive husband, a dog with little-man syndrome, and three chickens (of whom she is secretly afraid).Visit her online at jajenkins.com
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