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by Simon OKill
As Eternal’s memory is recovered so her destiny nears and as her strength returns her evil nemesis discovers her and attacks.
Rural France, June 1925 – The witness to the Moreau massacre, Eternal, is still incarcerated in an asylum, trapped by her amnesia. Only her true love, Edouard, can help rediscover her identity. But the startling truth attracts the attention of The Count, the secret leader of a vampire cult. The Count needs Eternal’s blood to achieve his destiny at the Eternal Hour and he has the forces of evil to help him.
With little time remaining, Edouard must unravel Eternal’s vampiric past, unmask The Count, and plot their escape. But at every step, dangers beyond his understanding lurk in the shadows, and Eternal is vulnerable to attack the moment he leaves her.
With the Eternal Hour at hand and the forces of darkness converging, Edouard and Eternal must fight to rid the world of this evil. If they lose, The Count will reign supreme and unleash the dogs of war and chaos upon the world. Let the final battle begin.
I live with my wife, Shirlee Anne in a pretty coastal town in South Wales, UK. We both love Stephen King and had read many of his books and enjoyed their transition to the screen. Due to our love of books, my wife and I dabbled in writing for some years as a hobby. We were approached by a film company to write a paranormal TV series. We struggled most nights and all through weekends to come up with 22 episodes only for the company to go bust. Then after an accident at work, I was forced into early retirement due to disability. I used my newfound skills as a writer to help with my depression. We decided to use our TV series episodes as templates for film scripts and novels. My writing became more serious as certain A-list actors expressed interest in my scripts. I now have 3 books published – Nobody Loves a Bigfoot Like a Bigfoot Babe – Luna Sanguis and Luna Aeturnus.
Luna Historica is the final episode and will explore Eternal’s birth during Khufu’s reign as Pharaoh to her death in the French Revolution.
My other works:
Bigfoot Episode 2/3 – it’s a secret!
SS-steppenwolf is a supernatural retelling of WWII involving the Occult Warfare department run by Himmler. Think Indiana Jones searching for a werewolf.
‘Flip Side’ is one of my most exciting screenplays to date with its unusual slant on a supernatural gangster story that encompasses music and dynamic dance sequences to portray the action.
‘Nightmare Circus’ is a supernatural revenge mystery script set in the Australian outback.
‘Dark House’ is set in Massachusetts, US, where a lonely female artist must overcome her agoraphobia to escape from three kidnappers holed up in a house haunted by a witch finder’s hanging tree.
‘Circus of Blood’ is a horror script set in Rome AD79 where two citizens go on a dangerous quest to kill a brutal serial killer. Their adventures end in Pompeii.
‘Hunter’s Moon’ is a contemporary supernatural western script set on Bodmin Moor, Cornwall.
The Last Warlord is set during WWII and tells of Major Stewart of MI6 who must find the Nazi’s secret Atlantis base in Antarctica or the entire world will be doomed.
Now I’d like to give you some excerpts from Luna to tickle that reading muscle:
Edouard stepped into a vacuum of eternal love. He went rigid with shock as the patient was indeed the woman of his dreams. He recalled the strange feelings since his arrival and the reoccurrence of the word Eternal. This beguiling woman was connected to him as if fate had welded their souls together. He breathed deeply to calm his jangled nerves, but it was of no use. He was reminded of that first kiss and nervously cleared his throat.
The patient seemed oblivious to his presence, almost staring right through him with her wondrous black eyes. And that music filled his soul to bursting. He had a strong desire to take her from this place at that very moment.
His heart skipped a beat as her eyes changed to the sweetest umber brown and her hair took on a more reddish hue. The music stopped as abruptly as it had started.
Eternal reached out with a frail hand and grasped Edouard’s strength. He shuddered with her divine ecstasy, her ancient power coursing through his flesh, blood, sinews and nerves. She allowed him to gently pull her from under the bed and help her to her feet.
She looked around the circular stone room with the slit window and thought she was back at the chateau. Eternal smiled into those green eyes. She had loved this man ever since their first meeting at Troy. Once again, they stood together upon the ramparts of the fortress laughing down at the folly of Agamemnon’s army. Her beloved Paris hugged her closely in a wondrous embrace. With lips parted, Helen gently brushed Paris’ full lips in a moment lost in time – a moment lost in eternity that lasted for a mere heartbeat. The moment evaporated as he drew back from her kiss.
Lucien brooded, silently listening, waiting to hear her dark music. He could feel her presence; but where and how close. She would never enter a place of worship, but he had been fooled by her. Could his mind violate the sanctity of the church? He tried. He got nothing.
Lucien’s black heart pounded like a sledgehammer in his chest at the thought of his Delicate Rose begging for mercy. He grew a hard on with the thought of her offering herself in reconciliation for their abrupt separation, before he drank every drop of her ancient essence to be Eternal. As for Jacques and Claudette – so what if they needed Eternal’s blood as badly as he did. They could suffer the consequences. Let their addiction burn their blood dry and fry their brains. Her blood was his alone, no more sharing.