Ask any author how they came up with their characters’ names and you’re likely to get one (or both) of the following answers: the characters named themselves, or the names have meaning. Now, that’s not to say all names follow those particular conventions. Lord knows I’ve certainly written guys whose names were simply the results of a random name generator—usually via Seventh Sanctum (http://www.seventhsanctum.com).
My twins, Lucca and Gabriele Moretti, actually fit both of those aforementioned conventions. The guys named themselves, yes, but their names suit them and their personalities—at least in regard to their particular time period.
You see, the twins were born in 1191, and they were turned in 1210 at the age of 19. Their names were rather unconventional for the time, but then, this novel was never intended to be a pure historical. Gabriele was named after the Archangel Gabriel, and he clings to his Christian upbringing with an almost infinite amount of piety. His twin, Lucca, on the other hand, is a darker soul, and it’s hinted that Lucca’s name was influenced by the Morning Star—Lucifer. Lucca is a witch. (Don’t think I’m saying that all Witches worship Lucifer, please—I am a Witch myself.) But back to Lucca… He doesn’t worship any particular deity, to be honest.
The twins’ names reflect them and their personalities. Gabriele is the light, while Lucca is the darkness. Yet, somehow, they complement each other in ways not even they quite understand yet. That will come into play in book two. ;)
Today, I’m celebrating their debut—a long-awaited debut, I might add. I’m giving away one print copy of Shadowkings 1: The Beginning. All you need to do to be in the drawing is comment below on this post. I’ll toss all names into my trusty cowboy hat and let one of the kids blind-pick a winner.
Deadline: February 1, 2014.
Call me Katherine or Mychael--I'll answer to both. I'm a mother, partner, student, author by trade, and editor by compulsion. I've been in the publishing business for several years, namely as a writer but also as an editor on occasion. It never fails, though. I always end up editing eventually.
I'm a proud bibliophile, to which my poor sagging bookcases can attest. I read all the time, namely fantasy and romance.
When not writing or reading or editing, I...eat. Maybe sleep. Or watch Spongebob. Yes. I am a self-proclaimed, thirty-something year old Spongebob Squarepants addict. Much to my partner's dismay. It's fun.
If you're curious about what I write (and who wouldn't be?!), then you can find me below:
Lucca watched the young man from the village leave quietly and discretely. Alone once more, Lucca glanced up at the sitting room window. He'd spotted his twin up there not long before the villager's arrival, but then carnal pleasure drove away all but the need to climax. Of course, Lucca hadn't even thought about the young man beneath him. With every single thrust, he'd imagined it was Gabriele.
He picked up his shirt and slipped it back on. His pants, dusty from his sword practice, bore little evidence of the tryst. Not that he cared. If someone were to charge him with sodomy, it would certainly be the least of the crimes of which he knew he was guilty.
He'd heard one of the servants muttering about it to another, his name falling into the hushed conversation. While he didn't do anything to openly prove such accusations true, Lucca knew they held a modicum of truth. He'd found out early in life that he could hear others' thoughts. He understood and communed with creatures of the wild, though not in front of anyone else. He knew more about plants and their varied uses than the village healers. Then there was his other... addiction. Seeking pleasure with men had been something he'd done for years, but the urge to inflict pain came later. Only a few men let him bind their arms or legs, and fewer still enjoyed the sensation of leather snapping against their bare skin.
Lucca shivered and forced such images away. It was growing dark, which meant dinner would be soon. As the eldest, though only by a few minutes, he was expected at the head of the table with their father. The pomp annoyed him, but he endured it for his siblings' sakes. Alessandra was the picture of nobility, even if she did possess an unnatural wild streak at times. Gabriele was simply the quiet one, ever daydreaming about fantastical worlds beyond their manor and its village. As for himself, Lucca had no inclinations toward following in his father's lordly footsteps. His calling lay elsewhere, though he had no idea where that elusive place was right now.
He sheathed his sword and went through a servant's door, stepping into the chaos of dinner preparation in the kitchen. The bustle of servants stopped the moment he shut the door behind him. The women watched him, some with a hint of lust in their eyes, others with something far more like fear. At least this time, no one marked themselves with the sign of the Cross in his presence. That had happened once, and Lucca found it highly amusing. If they knew where his name originated from, they might have outright expired on the spot.
Ignoring the servants, he continued through the kitchen and out into the hall. A flash of golden hair topping a body more slender than his own crossed from one room to another farther down. Lucca followed. He waited in the doorway, blocking his twin from leaving. Gabriele turned, only to bump right into him. Those mesmerizing eyes gazed into his and Lucca swore he glimpsed pure need within their depths.
"I'm sorry," Gabriele said. "I didn't know you were back inside already."
"If I'm late to dinner, I'm sure the rumors will only become more colorful."
Gabriele blinked, his expression one of disbelief. "Lucca!"
Lucca grinned. Gabriele looked utterly delicious when the man's moral sensibilities became offended. "I doubt any of them can accuse me of something new. I think I'm currently guilty of every crime and sin known to mankind."
Gabriele scowled, making Lucca want him even more. "You are a very wicked man."
"Perhaps." Lucca leaned closer and whispered, "but at least I know who I am, Gabriele."
"We are expected at dinner," Gabriele muttered.
Lucca stepped aside and let his brother pass. "After you, mio angelo."
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