Meet Morgan D’Arcy (Character Interview by Linda Nightingale)
Please tell us your name and a little bit about you.
Morgan D’Arcy…I’m an English lord, a concert pianist…and a vampire. Tomorrow who knows? Even an immortal can’t predict the future.
What gets you through the tough times?
My piano, and music in general. I will share a secret–the dream that saves me in troubled times–my darling Isabeau. She is a mortal woman, but she holds my immortal heart in her hands. She doesn’t yet know, but soon she will be my wife and the mother of my halfling child.
What is your greatest accomplishment?
Finding Isabeau’s parents, hoping their child was a girl, and waiting 27 years to make my appearance in her life. This last might fall under “troubled times”, and I answered that question – my plans for Isabeau and my piano.
What obstacles stand in the way of your happiness?
Vampyre Law prohibits Darkechildren, the progeny of human and vampire. I’m prepared to break this Commandment to realize my obsession – a race of immortals tempered by human feelings and morals.
What is the worst thing you ever had to do and why did you feel compelled to do it?
Watching Lucien kill Amber Wolfe. In 1897, this scientist became my lover, and we tried to reverse the Vampyre Effect, a blood borne pathogen changes humans to vampires, bequeathing life everlasting (with some exceptions). For sad reasons, I had determined to become mortal again. Because I’d revealed my true identity to Amber, and she used and tricked me, I was too weak to resist and was forced to watch Lucien execute her.
About Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody (Obsession Series)
The greatest enemy of a vampire is boredom. Four centuries of existence have taught Lord Morgan Gabriel D’Arcy to fear nothing and no one. Humans and their weapons have little chance against his preternatural speed and arcane powers. Vampires are viral mutations of human DNA. Still, the Vampyre code requires secrecy, and he has learned to hide his nature from the world. The lure of mortality, of a life in the sun, puts Morgan again and again at the mercy of calculating human women though they fail to consider his charm and determination into the equation. However, even grooming a future bride from infancy proves to be fraught with heartbreak. And second chances are not always what they seem unless… you are Morgan. Immortality and beauty, aren’t they grand?
This book is a journey through the pages of my days. Please allow me to introduce myself.
I am Morgan Gabriel D’Arcy, the Earl of St. Averil, a concert pianist and…a vampire.
Born in 1634, in Devonshire, a county in South West England, I was a young man during the English Civil war and fought with Charles II at the ill-fated Battle of Worcester. By the time he was restored to the throne in 1660, I was a creature of the night.
If I dissect myself into the separate parts listed above, I shall begin with the Earldom. In 1645 when my father perished fighting with the Royalist army at the Battle of Naseby, the title passed to me. My ancestral home, Royal Oak, commands a view of the sea from a hill overlooking a hamlet on the coast of Devon. Most of my time, however, is spent at my London residence in Eaton Place Mews, Belgravia.
As to the classical pianist, I learned my art on the harpsichord from an Austrian genius named Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Later, I studied with Liszt, Ravel and Debussy. In this twenty-first century, I am a celebrated performer in concerts worldwide. Nevertheless, I have played Mr. Piano Man in a smoky piano bar in Charleston, South Carolina to an audience too drunk or too sad to listen, but that’s another story…
I was a fighter pilot in World War II, flying night missions over Nazi Germany. Today, I fly a Lear jet to and from Royal Oak and London, sometimes ferrying members of my brethren to the Europe for continental fare.
The vampire was born in 1659 on a winter night in Paris. Rather than pay time its due, sacrificing youth and beauty, I gave my mortal life to Dominique du Montcleare. To this day, the name Dominique reminds me of the word dominant. My transformation was my reward for winning a cruel wager that ultimately ended eternity for Dominique.
The Vampyre are not walking dead. In a ritual blood exchange, a fragile virus is introduced into the host. The blood borne pathogen is a mutagen. The transformation from mortal to immortal is a mutation of human DNA by the Vampyre virus.
I have embraced my vampire nature, reveling in the hedonism and amorality. I love women to a fault, sometimes to my detriment, sometimes to theirs, as you will see in the following pages.
I sincerely hope you enjoy my reminiscences.
Ever your servant,