This #vampire story is no #romance.
This is a segment of my current @WIP.
The Castell Santa Monica stands on the top of a desolate rock, nothing grows in the grounds and the people of the villages in the area avoid the family who live there. To the innocent observer it would appear to be one of the most forbidding places to live, and with good reason. The family who own the Castell Santa Monica are the feared Ballingers. The Ballinger family has lived in the area for as long as anyone can recall, and some even say they founded the village to hide from a society that hated them.
The first Lord Ballinger was a rogue, John Ballinger was a ship’s captain who got shipwrecked trying to outrun the King’s men. His ship, Prospero, sank before any of the crew had an opportunity to save any of their ill-gotten gains. Ballinger, was the only man to able to swim ashore. He lay near death at the edge of the frozen water, shivering and frozen through from the icy water that had almost claimed his life. He realized he could never return to his home on the mainland, one of the reason he became a pirate was to hide what he thought he was becoming.
John Ballinger came from a wild, and some say, vicious family but back then one’s life depended on being able to defend your property. In the early days, that was all it was, defending his home but as he got older the urge to kill got stronger, and harder to control. That was when he took to drinking, he thought the drink would tame his demons, what he never realized is the drink released what he was trying to hide - even from himself.
One thing that Ballinger never thought about was the consequences of his actions, as a man of war and with a violent streak, what people thought of him meant little. He knew finding love would be hard, and his mate would need to be able to fulfil endless desires and fight his dark side. They more he thought, the harder he drank to forget and the more violent he became.