In Black Moon: The Chronicles of Tucker Littlefield, Tucker is once again thrust into the world of the Kindred, a society of nine tribes, all with unique physical, cultural, and regional attributes. When the Kindred’s sacred ceremony ends in murder, Tucker attempts to regain some order in the chaos that has broken out. But he realizes too late that this action will bind him, at least temporarily, to the Kindred in a way no one expects. With no clue how to fix what he’s started, he sets out on a journey to right the wrongs the Black Moon has brought.
For the Kindred, the Black Moon, a solar eclipse that occurs every twenty-eight years, signals the largest ceremony of all nine tribes, the induction of the new Shalic, the highest leader of the Kindred. With Tucker’s arrival to the ceremony, he is introduced to all nine tribes for the first time.
Tucker’s encounter with the tribes turns sour when the current Shalic is killed during the Black Moon ceremony. No one knows who is responsible, but the knife used to stab the Shalic is from the Norha tribe, and chaos quickly ensues. In a fit of panic, Tucker reaches for the Shalic’s magical spear and crashes it to the ground, causing everyone to freeze. Unbeknownst to him, the spear only allows itself to be held by the Shalic himself- the spear has chosen Tucker to be the next ruler of the Kindred and no one is happy about it… no one.
Targeted Age Group:: 14 up
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
This is book 2 in my Littlefield series. This book is a continuation of his story about how he met his wife and their contentious relationship. Both are older people set in their way and are trying hard to give up a little of themselves to make room for the other… not an easy thing to ask of anyone. Things happen to all of us on a regular basis and it is our reaction to those things that shape us. Tucker Littlefield is no different.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Tucker Littlefield and his wife are fun characters to write about. I based them on family… those relatives that leave nothing for behind closed doors. They bicker openly about the largest and smallest of things as a normal part of their relationship. An outsider would think they hated one-another but in fact it is how they say I love you.
Much to my shock Bowen pulled the Norha's mouth open with both hands and then spit the contents from his mouth into the Norha's. A part of me was glad to see the brute treated in such a manner, thrilled to see it to be honest.
The creature took a few steps backward, turning to face me. He in turn swirled the liquid around and around and then the unthinkable. He grabbed me by my jaw forcing my mouth open placing his other hand on my head forcing it back and then spit the concoction into mine.
My first reaction was to spit it out but he anticipated my desire covering my mouth and nose under one enormous hand, suffocating me.
"Swallow it and he will let you go," Daneba said.
I fought for all I was worth but in the end complied. It was thick, bitter and tasted like nothing I would have ever put in my mouth in a thousand years and it burned like fire all the way down to my stomach.
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