title: Blood, Breath, and Desire: A Tales of Blood and Magic Novel (Volume 2)
author:  Nadine Mutas 
description: Polyglot Nadine Mutas has always loved tangling with words, whether in her native tongue German or in any of the other languages shes acquired over the years. The more exotic, the better, she thought, and thus she studied the cultures and languages of South Asia and Japan, leaving university with a degree in intercultural communication and a head full of rich, Asian mythology. She worked at a translation agency for a short while, putting to use her knowledge of English, French, Spanish, Japanese, and Hindi. Before long, though, her lifelong passion for books and words eventually drove her to give voice to those story ideas floating around in her brain (which have kept her up at night and absent-minded at inopportune times). She now writes paranormal romances with wickedly sensual heroes and the fiery heroines who tame them. Her debut novel, Blood, Pain, and Pleasure, won the Golden Quill 2016 for Paranormal, and is a finalist in the PRISM contest for Dark Paranormal and Best First Book. It also won several awards for excellence in unpublished romance. Nadine currently resides in California with her college sweetheart, beloved little demon spawn, and two black cats hellbent on cuddling her to death (Clarification: Both her husband and kid prefer her alive. The cats, shes not so sure about.)
zlib_text: HER HEART WAS BEATING SO FAST, SAVANAH THOUGHT SHE MIGHT FAINT
  She couldn’t stifle a gasp when Rane’s arm circled her waist and drew her close. She could feel the
  latent strength of him, knew that he could crush her with no effort at al . Never in her life had she felt
  so helpless, so vulnerable.
  She looked up at him, hardly daring to breathe. The rest of the world faded away until all she saw, all
  she knew, was this man holding her close, his breath fanning her cheek as he bent his head toward
  hers. He was too near, his presence too overpowering. She started to say she had changed her mind,
  but it was too late. His mouth captured hers in a kiss that left no room for coherent thought, no room
  for anything beyond the wave of sensual heat that unleashed a familiar tingling in the pit of her
  stomach and threatened to turn her blood to liquid fire. For a moment, she stared into the depths of his
  eyes, and then, with a sigh, she closed her eyes and surrendered to his touch.
  
  Prologue
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