Damn am I in trouble. I always fall for my villains. Well not always, always. But always enough that it’s more than a statistical anomaly. Getting into their head I know why they do what they do. To me, except for a few exceptions they’re not villains so much as “pre-heroes.”

I mean Luc, one of my heroes was totally evil 500 years ago. But he’s the good guy now. So why not Cain? Why can’t Cain reform? There was some good in him, deep down.

Now I’m falling a little bit for my new bad guy, Linus. Don’t get me wrong, I love the hero, Anthony, but I still have a little thing going for Linus on the side. I need therapy.

Though what I would tell the therapist I have no idea. “I fall for bad vampires, and they distract me sometimes from the good vampires.” (or incubi if we’re talking about Cain and Luc.) That would get me a big fat prescription for the happy fun drugs.