All right, so begins the trip to release day for Blood Fever. More than likely, from now until then Six Sentences will be from it. Enjoy!

His deep voice sounded like melted chocolate, smooth and decadent, over my skin. In a rush, my breath blew out of my lungs as tears pricked at my eyes.
It felt as if I’d never left his arms, as if what occurred fifty years ago meant nothing. I inhaled deeply and his scent flooded my lungs, reminding me of an autumn evening walking in the woods. It was earthy and rich, with the sharp tang of unwashed male floating on the surface. I burrowed into his scent further, needing to experience the texture and complexity of it again after being away for so long.

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