Ultima Luna is a suspense driven romance, with a dark twist.
When Sol Shepard finally meets Luna, the perfect girl he has been searching for, he quickly starts to fall in love. Soon, however, Luna starts to come and go in a veil of secrecy. Sol finds it difficult to ignore the oddity. Though she won’t say what, Luna is hiding something dark and mysterious from him. Will true love be enough to save them?
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
This book was solely inspired by a macabre tale told in the song "Wolf Moon" by Type O Negative.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
The characters throughout Ultima Luna are based off of hundreds of little pieces of personalities I've experienced over years. Being a bartender for more than ten years, I have mixed many attributes I have witnessed in with the ones I have made up.
Alas, it had gotten the job done. He couldn’t scramble fast enough to open the message, nearly dropping his phone in the process. Following through with a reply, Sol’s spirits began to lift. Entranced in his response, he continued to walk blindly, unable to pay attention to what was in front of him. Suddenly, though not surprisingly, he collided with something. He bounced off of a streetlight pole and jarred his head up to look around. To his dismay, a woman stood just feet in front of him. He wiped the wine that had sloshed out of the bottle off of his chest quickly and prepared for the embarrassment to set in.
Looking to her instead of focusing on himself, Sol instantly noticed something strange with the woman. She stood as though trying to be unnoticeable. Her dark hair hid her face. Turning her head from side to side, it seemed she was lost or disoriented, almost as if she was sleep walking. He wasn’t sure what was wrong, but every time she went to take a step, she seemed to hesitate. He was just about to walk away when he realized that she appeared to be sobbing quietly.
At this point he felt obligated to say something. He approached slowly in the most caring of ways, but she still did not acknowledge him. After waiting patiently for a while, Sol cleared his throat and spoke up. “This may be a silly question but are you okay?” he asked.
“I… I don’t know…” was all she peeped out softly.
Her voice sounded emotionless, like she was a thousand miles away. As strange as she sounded, her voice had shot straight back at him. He was unsure of what to do, not knowing anything about the mysterious person before him. He couldn’t even see her face clearly. Something strange lingered in the air around her. It made him feel that he had to approach the situation carefully.
“Can I help you home?” he hesitantly followed up.
“I don’t want to be helped. I’m sorry,” she replied instantly again.
Though, she obviously tried to hold it back, her tears intensified. Sol was torn. The body language she gave off was confused and burdened, but her voice flew at him like deadly daggers. He did not want to push himself on this stranger. However, he felt the need to help her somehow.
“Cheer up. It’s a beautiful night with a clear sky and a big moon,” he shuffled through his thoughts. He then looked down to the wine and knew what to do. “Here, take this. You would probably get better use out of it than I would,” he concluded, reaching the bottle of wine out to her.
For the first time, she looked up slightly and her eyes peered through her bangs. He still could not make out the features of her face but the shine from the streetlight showed that her eyes were dark and fierce. There was something burning inside of them he could not put his finger on. They were the opposite of the presence she exerted. He nudged the bottle closer and she reached out her hand to grab it.
He then noticed how dirty and scraped her arm was. He assumed, she must have been homeless or in a very rough spot. After holding out the wine a little longer, she finally grabbed it. Studying the label and softly saying the name, she brought it in to her chest. Her head fell downward once more as she seemed to wrap herself around it. To his surprise she didn’t drink any. It seemed she treasured the gesture more than the wine itself.
After a few moments of silence, Sol bid her adieu and was on his way. He heard a few scuffled movements on the pavement behind him and assumed she had continued to wherever she was going. Unknowingly to him, she had turned around completely and watched him intently until he was gone.
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