Flashes of intense desire blaze through the corners of her mind. He nudged the sleeping monster, and she is determined to keep it sleeping. Doing so, has become nearly impossible. She isn’t sure how much longer she can let it hibernate.

With very little required to feed her, she finds this monster provoked. Too much time has passed with it staying in a deep slumber. She had almost believed it had died. That is, until this creature made his way into her life. Now, should he decide to continue to awaken the beast, she implores that he is fully aware of the consequences once her secret savage returns.

Obsession doesn’t describe her Frankenstein. Because she refuses to become obsessed, her addictive personality makes this extremely difficult. She sees it as an enthusiastic fascination with pleasure, passion, need, desire, and raw attraction. There is an animal side to her, one that she believes every human being possesses….but refuses to embrace. When she finds another person who is aware of their own beast within, her instincts kick in immediately. It is almost as if they are drawn to one another. A magnetic pull, if you will. These energies are not an illusion to those who have been brave enough to experience them.

Her monster stirs quietly, between wake and slumber. Should he decide to arouse this even further, she has no choice but to unlock the chains.