Alive at Sunset: Rituals of the Night Book Two
Revenge can become an obsession of its own. After her high school experience, Luna Ketz moved on. She’s in college, studying to be a doctor, and lives an hour away from her old home in Lima, Ohio—where the worst of her memories lie. Three years have passed since her friend Violet’s death and the thought of that day in the woods hasn’t left her mind once. Every week, she visits the hospital where Chance Welfrey remains in a coma. She tries to move on…wants to move on…until once again, she receives a phone call from Max Cazmea warning her that things may not be over just yet.
Chance, having recovered from his recent coma, shows up on her doorstep. He has found a way into Luna’s life that she cannot escape—he’s dating her roommate, Amanda Grey. Back in her life once more, Chance has a list, and everyone on it ends up dead. As things escalate, Luna finds herself in a dangerous game of cat and mouse that will take all of her wits to survive
Luna hurried across the parking lot and through the sliding doors of the hospital. She checked herself in at the desk and quickly sought out the elevator. It stopped a few minutes later, and she found herself in the eerie white hallway of the third floor. She traveled all the way down the hall to the last door. None of the nurses she passed made eye contact with her, but she knew they recognized her like she recognized them.
They didn’t know what to think of her. Most of them watched her with pity, misjudging the relationship between her and the patient. Luna shuddered at the thought.
She stopped outside of the door for a minute and took a deep breath to settle her nerves. Slowly, she pushed it open. Inside was a single hospital bed. She had to force her eyes to look at the man that lay on it as she cautiously stepped inside the room. She set the door closed behind her as she eyed him.
Wired with a multitude of cords that ran from his arms and chest, a beeping monitor signaled he was still alive, though his closed eyes and unmoving head on the white sheets might’ve suggested otherwise.
He was unconscious.
That didn’t stop her from feeling wary. He wasn’t above trickery. Like usual, she stood at the foot of the bed, observing every detail of him. The blankets had been shifted about and changed by the nurses since the last time she had visited. Other than that, he looked the same. The boy had shaggy blond hair perched above his angelic face. To anyone that didn’t know better, he would’ve looked innocent.
Luna was fully aware of the demon that lay within.
Luna remembered back to high school. She remembered being stalked, kidnapped, and stabbed by the “angel” that lie before her. She had put him in the coma—the only way she had been able to contain his evil short of killing him—and it was the best thing she had ever done with her life.
Every week, she earned a new sense of peace by visiting the hospital to see him in the same condition. Each time, she feared she would open the door to see him sitting up and responsive. It was oddly comforting to see he remained the same, week after week, month after month. Her old friend, Max, had told her years ago that when—if—he woke up, his memory would be wiped clean.
Luna didn’t feel too certain.
On a few occasions, she had considered killing him. It would stop it all—the pain, the worry, the fear—but there was a voice in the back of her mind. She imagined it to be her conscious, the tiny piece of who she used to be that hadn’t been destroyed by the monster before her.
It reminded her that killing Chance wouldn’t wipe the slate clean. Grudgingly, she had to admit it was right.
As an alternative, she found peace by seeing his incapacitated state. She observed how hollow his perfect face looked. He had been in a coma for three years. Odds were, he never would wake up from it.
At least, Luna hoped so.
Friends with Amanda, Max, and Amy. Hates Chance.
Luna is a college freshman recovering from the traumas she endured three years before who prefers to stick to herself or her handful of friends than to socialize. She’s an academic, striving to do the best with her studies that she can manage. Very logical and down-to-Earth. Also very easily annoyed.
Unhealthy obsession with Luna. Hates Max.
Suave and collected, Chance can melt the hearts of just about anyone that he meets. He’s intelligent though he doesn’t make a show of it. He’s also a deadly psychopath who can manipulate anyone to make sure things go the way he wants.
In Alive at Sunset, he’s on a mission for revenge.
He also has his own Twitter: https://twitter.com/YesTHATChance
Luna’s roommate and Max’s partner-in-crime. Dating Chance and completely smitten.
Vivacious and upfront, she’s not afraid to share a piece of her mind. She loves to get out and socialize. Generally, she’s a ball of sunshine to everyone she comes across.
Friends with Luna. Acquaintances of Amy. Hates Chance.
Knowledgeable but secretive, Max is Luna’s right-hand man. Though he’s going through his own struggles adjusting to a prosthetic leg, he’s quick to alert Luna to possible danger as soon as it comes on his radar.
Friends with Luna.
Shy and quiet, she keeps to herself most of the time. After her experience with Chance, she resorted to a state of permanent silence and resides in Brentwood Psychiatric, unwelcoming to visitors.
Luna’s partner against Chance.
Came out of her shell after high school, desperate to find out what happened to her missing sister, Susan, three years before.