Hello,I’m throwing this little tidbit into the poem category. It’s going to be be part of a new paranormal romance series I’m working on. Hope you enjoy!
Raven’s Awakening
Some nights, when the moon is bright in the sky and the air tastes of darkness and magic; my otherness seems to embrace me.
I feel her stretch out under my skin and scent for her prey and at that moment I am utterly free and whole.
I’ve never felt freedom like there is to be found in the warm embrace of the dark. But with that freedom comes a price; a raw and terrifying hunger that does not feel like it is my own.
There is no doubt, no confusion, no emotion; but also no control.
Just a carnal hunger for strength and dominance.
For uncontrollable wildness.
For claws and teeth.
I fear that if one of these nights, when she’s awake inside of me, if ever I met the one who could satisfy these needs I would be lost.
I would surrender everything to him.
I crave it with everything I have, and I fear it with everything that I am.
But in the end, which will win?
The fear or the hunger?
Sarah Marsh 