Blue Bloods has an interesting premise: all of the New York upper crust actually have blue blood; they are reincarnated vampires; they first came to America to found the Plymouth Colony; they are connected with the lost colony of Roanoke. Unfortunately, the novel doesn't really deliver. The story centers on Schuyler Van Alan, a fifteen-year-old student at the Duchesne School, as her vampire qualities begin to manifest. But crowding out the developments of the next vampire generation and the mysterious death of a fellow student is the ridiculous over-stuffing of fashion name-dropping. Parts of the plot and action are interesting, but often cut short, as if author De La Cruz didn't know how to write it. Instead of unfolding, any intrigue is clunkally explained. And yet, perhaps because it is so unsatisfying, the reader is left wanting to read the next installment.