Villains. In our culture we love to hate them. But why? Is it our need that good triumphs over evil? Is it ingrained into our brains through stories that have been handed down through the millennium?
Without strong villains most stories would be flat and uninteresting. Great villains give the storyteller wonderful conflicting relationships.
What would Sherlock Holmes be with Moriarty, Harry Potter without Lord Voldermort or even Peter Pan without Captain Hook?
Story need a strong something to force the protagonist to do something he or she wouldn’t normally do. So what is that something story needs?
The villain has no consistent character traits because they tend to be the main characters opposite or their shadow. We all know that we have good and bad in us and we have learned that being bad has consequences.
Here are some observations of the villains that I write.
Not all my villains are evil but they are always the opposite of the main character. Sometimes I put more than one villain in a story just to keep the reader guessing. However I always have one internal villain (fear, lust for power, control etc.) but I can have that mirrored in more than one character.
Because I believe that the villain in a story is the shadow form of the character the best way to defeat the villain is to defeat the shadow or the main character must make peace with his or her fear, lust for power or want of control.
How do you find the shadow of your characters? It is their weakness, what they need to learn, overcome in order to grow.
Have you ever had a boss, client, customer, or co-worker that did things that you shared with your friends? Did you laugh? Did you shake your head? Did you tuck the stories away in your brain for use at a later time? If you’re a writer the answer is yes. We all do. And then when we least expect it a composite of all these people come together and hit the page.
The villain in my paranormal erotica novella Hell’s Bounty is a bad guy, a bad boss and a really bad demon. He is based on every bad boss I’ve ever had. Now not all my bosses were bad, but there were a few that left an impression on me.
The one that comes to mind used to lock his door after lunch every day. We all thought he had a liquid lunch and fell asleep but when the police come into the office one day and arrested him for gambling with the company money, it not only shocked us but amused us as well. It was at the moment that I realized I had a story to tell over and over again.
When writing a villain, just find what the main character’s goal is and us that to thwart them.
Title: Hell’s Bounty
Published by The Wild Rose Press
Release date: Oct 2014
Genre: Paranormal Erotica
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Raven Hart, a succubus bounty hunter from Hell, is on a hunt. With her query in sight, she hits a brick wall, or rather the very hard chest of a giant sexy man. She might have lost the prize for now, but she’s a winner when the hottie wants to get physical.
Marcus Dionysius, a Nephilim working for Heaven, has one mission – to prevent Hell’s beauty from stealing souls meant for the higher plane. But he soon realizes he’s met his sexual match. She’s naughty enough to tempt his senses, but her innocence means he can’t walk away when she needs him most.
Working together to discover who’s snatching souls from Heaven, they realize the true danger is falling in love.
A giant of a man ducked as he entered the bar, paused, took off his sunglasses, tucked them into his jacket pocket, and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. He surveyed the bar, then decided his path. Keeping his head high and his eyes skimming the people, he avoided eye contact with everyone.
She watched him. An undeniable current of electricity pulsed through him. Stopping beside her, he dwarfed her slight stature with colossal height, muscular build that showed through the suit, and an air of confidence that made everyone in the bar notice him. He signaled the bartender for a single-malt whiskey, neat.
Once the drink showed up, he cradled the glass in his immense hands, then nodded at her and took a sip of the golden liquid. Pure ecstasy showed on his face. “You waiting for someone special?”
Raven tried to fight the attraction arcing between them. “Everyone is special”
A smile crept across his generous lips, and humor twinkled in his mocha eyes. “I guess.” He took another sip.
Scanning him from head to toe, she asked, “How tall are you?”
He looked down at her with choirboy eyes and his smile widened. “Seven-five, give or take.”
Running her fingertips around the top of the glass she surveyed him once more. If Raven didn’t know better, she’d think he was an immortal, but she could usually sense them. Each immortal had a unique aura about them, a distinct imprint whether fae or shifter or undead.
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Kayden loves sexy, well-crafted stories of lust and love. Her sensuous style drives the characters in lustful romps.
Hell’s Bounty is published by The Wild Rose Press.
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