Villains you hate to love

Reblogged from The Snarkology Blog of Those Dastardly Villains 

You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch…

But, oh I loved him. I felt bad for his green, misshapen body and unfortunate hairstyle, no wonder he was a cranky pants. Which identifies another factor that may have been the root of the Grinch’s hatefulness- he had no pants. That ‘s enough to make anyone a little cranky when you live on a snow-crusted mountain.

Now I must apologize, because if you’re anything like me that song will be stuck in your head all day.

But I digress…villains. Despite the word being one that makes me stop to consider the spelling every time I write it, I have several villains in my novel, Destiny Calling. But I’m only going to talk about one of them today, Drake. I loved writing him. His character came across so clearly in my mind that as I talk about him now I’m glancing over my shoulder fearing he might flash in at any moment.

Several of my readers have told me he was one of their favorite secondary characters in the story. That could be because a few of my villains strongest threats are heavy sarcasm and general creepiness for they, like us all, just want to find their place in the world. Or maim or kill you…

Only Max, the Grinch’s dog, stayed true to him when no one in Whoville wanted anything to do with him. My hero, Griffith, undergoes similar struggles with his relationship with Drake throughout the story because like most villains, Drake’s needs come before anyone else in his mind.

Without further ado, let me introduce you to Drake.

Starting with what, rather than who, is Drake? I’d love to tell you a little more about exactly what Drake really is, but that would give away some of the story you discover along with Hope in Destiny Calling. Here’s a little of what he had to say to describe himself while chatting with my heroine, Hope.

“I’m yours…” He winked at me. “…and everyone else’s, worst nightmare.”

“I’m your deepest, darkest fear. I’m your shortcomings, your mistakes, your secrets hidden away.” He ticked his fingers off one by one.

“Oh, I know all the dirty little secrets.” He nodded and his long locks swam around his head. “The skeletons in your closets, and…I make sure you never, ever forget them.”
I averted my gaze, absorbing his words. Despite the despair surrounding Drake, he was beautiful, as one can appreciate the beauty and grace of a predator.

Who’s your favorite villain you love to hate? Or hate to love?

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