Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Walker Revenge VBT

Russell Walker’s life was spared when his truck veered off the road and flipped. When he wakes after surgery, he can only assume the medicines are making him see things, because the woman he loved—who broke his heart—is taking his vitals.

Chelsea Quinn has spent the past four years keeping clear of Russell Walker after she married another man and had a baby. Now she is thrust back into his life as his caretaker, and living with his family when her ex-husband is let out of prison.

Some heartbreaks are too severe to recover from, and Russell is fighting every feeling he has as not to get his heart broken again. But sometimes the pull of love is just too strong, especially when the lives of those you love are threatened, and someone is looking for revenge.

Russell felt the quick fatigue of arguing with his brother begin to take over. He batted his eyes against it.

The next moment he opened them the room was quiet. Faint light pushed through the drawn shade, and a woman stood next to him. He smiled through the haze he was feeling.

She was holding his hand in her hands. Blonde strands of hair hung around her face, but the rest was piled up in a messy bun atop her head.

This was familiar, he thought as he took a cleansing breath and then wiggled his nose because his nasal cannula was making it itch.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. I was just getting your vitals,” her voice was soft and oh so familiar.

“What time is it?” His voice was barely functioning.

“Just past eight.”

“I was talking to Dane.”

She laughed now and that too was familiar. “He left hours ago. He looked as though he needed some sleep. Pretty exciting that he’s getting married to Gia. I enjoy her store.”

That danced around in his head and so did whatever they’d put into his IV, but at least he wasn’t in any pain.

“You know Gia?”

“Of course I do.”

Russell lifted his hand, cords and all, and rubbed his eyes. He wasn’t seeing clearly and his mind was beginning to play tricks on him.

Now he turned his head so he could better see the woman in the dimly lit room. Her head was hung as she focused on reading the monitor at his side, but he knew the curves of her face.

He’d heard that dreams could be vivid when you were on pain meds. Seriously that had to be what was happening.

“Chelsea?” Her name seemed louder when he said it, but she lifted her head.

“Hello, Russ.”

An Author’s Need to Write

For an author, there is the need to write. It doesn’t matter if an author makes the mortgage with their books or has never seen a cent. The author has to write.

To date, I’ve published 28 novels. I’ve lost count of how many I started and lost track of before I was published, but one thing has always been true, writing feeds me just as a good meal might. It feeds my soul, just as a religion might.

Authors, myself included, feel every part of the book we write and share with others. It’s a vulnerability that I don’t think anyone ever gets over. When a character goes through something, we as authors go through it too. I’m sure my family would like a white flag for those times when the attitude raging at them isn’t really mine. I’m channeling someone else’s anger, hurt, or passion. And more than once I’ve been asked by a child of mine, “Mom, are you okay? You’re making funny faces.” How would one know what to write if they didn’t act it out a bit—or a lot.

I find that my writing calms me. I’m often asked, “How do you write with five kids around?” It’s simple. Writing is part of me. I need to write. It becomes like an itch that just needs constant scratching. Some days I can’t wait to get home, or wake up in the morning just to put down a few words. I too am eager to see where my characters’ journeys lead them. And sometimes I’m just as surprised as the reader. When the real world around me doesn’t fall in line, I can reach for my computer and create a world where it does fall into place—or equally, I can make theirs fall apart harder than mine is.

Writing is therapy, even if it’s not creative. However, I’d much rather create something fun and new, than rehash something I was going through. I can let my characters do that. After all, they have to serve some function, right?

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August 23: Spunk and Hunks
August 23: Sharing Links and Wisdom
August 24: EskieMama Reads
August 25: Writers and Authors
August 25: Words of Wisdom from The Scarf Princess
August 26: Louise Lyndon Romance Author Hear Me Roar
August 26: Jen's Reading Obsession - promo

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Bestselling Author Bernadette Marie is known for building families readers want to be part of. Her series The Keller Family has graced bestseller charts since its release in 2011, along with her other series and single title books. The married mother of five sons promises Happily Ever After always…and says she can write it, because she lives it.

When not writing, Bernadette Marie is shuffling her sons to their many events—mostly hockey—and enjoying the beautiful views of the Colorado Rocky Mountains from her front step. She is also an accomplished martial artist with a second degree black belt in Tang Soo Do.

A chronic entrepreneur, Bernadette Marie opened her own publishing house in 2011, 5 Prince Publishing, so that she could publish the books she liked to write and help make the dreams of other aspiring authors come true too. Bernadette Marie is also the CEO of Illumination Author Events.
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Unchained Melody Book Blast

Pamela Landers had it all, a senior partnership with a top law firm, expensive car, and a luxurious condo. What she desired most was a loving husband, children and a life filled with precious memories that would comfort her through her golden years.

Funny how fate has a way of steering you down that path where dreams really can come true. When Pamela encounters Gavin Templeton along her journey, she has some life-altering decisions to make that eventually lead her to happily ever after.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Templeton. I’ve been trying to get to Sugar Run for the past two years, but …” she paused. “I just don’t know how to say no to my boss.”  

He chuckled and pointed her way.

“Well, good for you. All work and no play … well, you know the rest.” He interjected.

Then she thought. I’ll be damned. She knew that name. Everyone knew the Templeton name. She was rather titillated by his attention. The Templeton’s, were quite known in the Northeast. Not only was Sugar Run a rather luxurious five-star resort, but his family had acquired over fifty acres of prime lakefront property and started developing it into one of the most eloquent gated communities that would offer luxurious 2-3-bedroom town homes, a 9-hole golf course, and private country club.
The cleft in his chin was more prominent when he smiled and it pleased her to know she was the cause of the sparkle in his eyes.

“And, please, call me Gavin.”

Her voice shook a little. “Pamela Landers … my name, that is and, thank you for sharing your table.”

The waitress arrived, took both of their orders, and refilled their coffee cups.

“So, tell me Pamela, what line of work occupies your every waking moment?”

“Law,” she answered. “My niche is wrongful death.”

The look that registered on his face made her wonder, if the legal field was something he found distasteful. She did not know why, but she wanted his approval. His opinion of her somehow mattered.

“Do you ski, Gavin?”

“Not an Olympic hopeful mind you, but I manage to make it to the bottom without breaking my neck.”

Pamela giggled.

His cell phone went off and he excused himself, as he rose and moved from the table. He was only gone for a matter of moments. When he returned to the table and rejoined her, he asked the waitress to bring him the check right away.

Pamela tried to hide her disappointment.

“Pressing business?” She asked, trying to keep the disappointment from her voice.

Gavin’s was evident as he sighed heavily. “I’m afraid so. There’s something I must attend to in Ashbury that needs my attention.” He rose and handed the waitress two twenty-dollar bills and told her to keep the change.

Pamela shook her head and raised her hand to argue but, he waved it off.

“Please, it was my pleasure to meet you.” His smile was warm and genuine. “Perhaps, you’ll join me for a cocktail this evening. I’ll send a note to your room.”

Pamela returned his smile. “Um, that would be nice,” she waved her finger at him, “but, the drinks are on me or, it’s a no.”

Gavin reached for her hand, and drew it to his lips, and stroked it tenderly with his thumb. “How can I refuse? Until later this evening then.” He bowed slightly and turned to exit.

Pamela was exuberant as she watched him leave, appreciating how well the jeans he was wearing fit around a rather nice tight ass and well-muscled thighs. Pamela relaxed and played back their meeting in her mind. Talk about fate … it was all rather unexpected and the immediate attraction she felt for him was even more surprising. She looked down at the thick, crisp waffles on her plate and began devouring them with a hunger that was as strong as her desire to meet up with the dashing and charming owner of Sugar Run.

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My love of reading romance fiction goes back to those early years when I was raising a young family. It wasn't until much later in life I actually took up the pen to write my first historical romance, Wind Warrior. I really don't fit into one specific niche. Once a story starts to flow, it's only then I know what genre/sub-genre it will fit under.

I have only one regret, and that is not getting to this point in my career much sooner, rather than later. Life has a way of setting up road blocks, which for me, was supposed to work out that way. Because of those detours, I have become a more passionate and expressive writer, allowing me to create the kind of raw human emotion I want my readership to feel.

It is my hope you walk away with not just an entertaining read, but the importance in knowing, "Without imagination & dreams, we lose the excitement of wonderful possibilities."

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Monday, August 22, 2016

Hathor Legacy: Revelations NBtM

Hathor Legacy: Revelations – Book Three of the Hathor Legacy Series

An enemy returns to spark new tensions between the Guardians and Novacorp. In the midst of the crisis, Nadira is given information about her parents that threatens to destroy her relationship to the Guardians and to Jonathan.

While Nadira searches for answers, Jonathan is enticed into the hedonistic world of the Novacorp executive class. His entertainment club attracts the elite of Hathor, but his notoriety comes with a price.

The worlds of the Guardians and Novacorp are put on a collision course where only one side may come out on top. Nadira is called on to make the ultimate sacrifice to save the legacy of the First Families, the original settlers of Hathor, while Guardians, Kasema and Deshtu groups are faced with the choice to unite or be brought completely under Novacorp control.

Old scores are settled and long-hidden truths are revealed, and at the end Nadira and Jonathan’s relationship and their world will never be the same.

When she got outside, she ran down the marble stairs towards a waiting transport. The heavy metal door slid back as she approached. But before she could enter, she felt a tug on her upper arm.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jon asked.

Ignoring him, she climbed into the vehicle. Jon entered after her and stretched out his legs as the door closed.

She reached forward and placed her hand on the ID plate.

"Good evening, Sentry Leader Nadira. What is your desired location?" The computerized voice inquired.

"Take me home," she replied as she settled back into her seat. Their apartment was in a tower only about 15 minutes from this one. But by the looks of the clogged traffic lanes, the trip would probably take longer. This main boulevard led through the Entertainments District, one of the busiest areas of the city.

"Tell me what happened. Why do you think they killed your parents? Where did you get that?"

The transport pulled out into the traffic lane and slowly rumbled down the boulevard. Nadira looked out over the crowd, just in case she saw Zina among them. She knew it was a waste of time, if anything Zina would be in her private transport.

"I went to see Mikal at the detention center. He told me everything. My father got to the penal colony. He wasn't lost out there. They had him killed."

Science Fiction and Romance: A Perfect Pairing

Years ago when I took a course in romance writing, most of the participants listed science fiction as the one genre they'd never read. Only two of us in the room were sci-fi readers, so at least I had an ally!

It may not seem like it at first glance, but science fiction and romance aren't opposites. If you've only seen sci-fi movies or TV shows, you've probably only seen one side. Namely space ships, battles in space, alien invasions - usually with men leading the charge. Or you've seen superheroes saving the day, while the love interest looks on with admiration. Sure, that's part of sci-fi, but it's a big universe. Science fiction is a genre that covers so many sub-genres, that it would be impossible to list them all here.

Science fiction paired with romance isn't rare at all. In fact, it often ends up getting folded into Paranormal, which might be why it's sometimes hidden from view. But there are many authors out there who are creating worlds that range from dystopian to space opera to military. Love is front and center in these stories, just as it is in any romance. In my Hathor Legacy series, I wanted the relationship between Nadira and Jonathan to be part of the story, not a sideline. Nadira has her job to do on a world across the galaxy, but she also has to juggle love, commitment and (particularly in Hathor Legacy: Revelations) family drama.

Her love life is just as important to her as solving crimes (as she does in Hathor Legacy: Outcast and Hathor Legacy: Burn). Through the series, her relationship with Jonathan progresses right along with the other parts of the story. 

Science fiction and romance actually are a perfect pairing, whether they're set on Earth in the future or in a universe far, far away. It's where characters can explore the galaxy while they navigate their personal lives and desires.

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Deborah A Bailey's Science Fiction & Paranormal Romance novels include suspense, a bit of mystery and a lot of romantic heat. Her books include the Hathor Legacy science fiction romance series and the Family Pride shapeshifter paranormal romance series.

Her short stories have won awards from the Philadelphia Writers' Conference and have been published in US1 Magazine and the Sun and are included in, Electric Dreams: Seven Futuristic Tales. In her "other" life, she's a freelance technical writer and author of non-fiction books and articles for various online publications.

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Thursday, August 18, 2016

Fighting Blind Book Blast

Mackenzie Brooks is everything I've ever wanted.

Three years ago, she walked out of my life. No explanation. Just gone.

With the biggest fight of my career only weeks away, she walked back in.

I'll do anything to protect her. Destroy anyone who tries to hurt her. When it comes to Mac, there isn't a line I won't cross.

I've loved her my entire life, and now that's she's back I won't let her go.

She refuses to speak about the past, or the secrets I know she's hiding.

I know she's planning on running again. But when you love someone, you stay and fight. Even if you're fighting blind.

Her hands snake around my back and she rests her forehead against my chest. I pull her tight, reveling in the warmth of her body. My muscles tense in awareness of how perfectly she fits against me.

I breathe in her scent, not wanting the moment to pass. “Let me fix this.”

“You don’t even know what I’ve done.” Her voice is muffled against my chest. “If you knew, you wouldn’t…I can’t do this.”

“Whatever it is, it’s in the past. Come home with me and we’ll figure things out.”

She shakes her head against my chest and mumbles incoherently. When she pulls back, there are tears running down her cheeks and her eyes are red. I know before she says the words that she’s going to run again. Whatever she’s hiding, it’s obvious she doesn’t trust me.

A cold chill wraps around me when she drops her hands and takes a step backwards.

“I need to go.”

“Mac.” Her name comes out as a rough plea, and I see her flinch.

“Don’t come back,” she whispers, before disappearing through the shelter’s doors.

Like hell I won’t. Losing her once nearly destroyed me. I won’t lose her again.

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C.M. Seabrook is the author of the Amazon bestselling fantasy romance Cara's Twelve, as well as the Therian Agents paranormal romance series, and co-author of the Mated by Magic series.

When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's most likely spending time with her family, cooking, singing, or racing between soccer, hockey and karate practices. She's living her own happily ever after with her husband of fifteen years and their two daughters.

She loves creating new exciting characters - from sexy, bad boy alphas, to the passionate, fiery women who love them.

Canadian born and bred, she started life in Edmonton, Alberta, and now resides in London, Ontario. She attended Western University where she graduated with an Honors degree in Anthropology.

Her guilty pleasures include red wine, pasta, binge watching Starz originals, and hanging out with her rescue pup, Jaxx.

She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached at cm.seabrook.books@gmail.com

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Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Lyrical Press Historical Romances Blurb Blitz - Conquering William

A practical marriage…

He married for convenience, but William of Anglesea had hoped for more than piety from his new bride. Raised in a convent and thrice widowed, prim Lady Alice of Tarnwych seems like an innocent when it comes to the marriage bed—except for the tentative passion he senses in her touch, and sees in her eyes. It seems the bold knight has a new challenge in alluring Alice. But will seducing his intriguing wife lead to his downfall?

An inconvenient desire…

Everything about charming, free-spirited William defies the cloistered world Lady Alice comes from. Duty brings her to their bed—and a long-held hope for a child. Yet after three indifferent husbands, the desire William shows her awakens her own. Little did Alice expect the powerful feelings he would inspire, emotions that make her ready to abandon her rigid beliefs, and the only family she’s ever known—when William’s life is on the line….

Thank God, the fire had taken the worst of the chill. Alice had left plenty of space on the other side of the bed, and he climbed up beside her.

A soft noise escaped her, and she went even more rigid.

Dear God, give him patience. Even his large conceit felt dented. He lay on his side, propping his head on his hand. She had a neat profile with a slight upward tilt at the end of her nose. Pale, thick lashes fluttered as she stared upwards. Not a pretty face, but her pleasant features bore a faerie- like charm. A gleaming, thick braid lay against the white pillow.

William took the braid between his thumb and forefinger. Glorious, rich copper and the weight of the braid in his hand told him of its length and thickness. The ends curled around the tie holding it confined.  “Your hair is red.”

“Aye.” The delicate line of her jaw hardened. “And very lovely, it would seem.”

“Red hair is the devil’s hair,” she said.

The vehemence of her statement startled him. William knew many women who would lay down their lives for such beauty. “I beg your pardon.” She growled and, finally, looked at him. The anger on her face left him wrong footed. “Red hair is the mark of a foul temper. Foul temper is the playground of the devil.”

God’s Bones, who had he married? So meek and silent beside him at dinner, cold as death lying in wait for him in their bed, and now glaring at him as if he were a hound of hell. “I think it is beautiful.”

She rolled her eyes on a huff. “My lord, there is no need for pretty words betwixt us. I am neither beautiful nor charming, but I am your wife. As such, we will lie together for the purpose of begetting a child. Can we please get to that part?”

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Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble. Mimicking her globetrotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother. She currently lives in Colorado with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.

Conquering William release date: August 30, 2016
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Saturday, August 13, 2016

Dawn to Dusk Blog Tour

That first encounter with Robert in rural Romania at eleven. A summer spent together in the same setting a year later. Their first text exchange in high school. The first sexual experience. The first heartbreak—the second and third and fourth chance. The point of total breakdown and the despair of failing. More love than anyone could have warned him about.

No matter how much time passes, no matter how different their paths, every meeting brings Edi and Robert closer together. Those stolen moments shine brighter than any. Yet loving Robert is not easy, not when Edi wants to be true to himself and is met with dishonesty. Or when Robert keeps parading new conquests and ignores Edi more often than not.

Edi has always loved Robert, but he must decide if his journey leads to or away from his childhood friend. Is it true love or is Edi just unable to let go?

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 “How… how was it?” Robert was too cute! Yeah, he might have been older, but that sudden shyness and tremor in his voice made him look younger. No, not just younger, younger than me. Inexperienced. Vulnerable.

I took full advantage of that vulnerability. “I could show you.”

Robert gasped and moved away from me. He didn’t say anything, but the horror was evident on his face, even in the darkness. It felt like a punch to the stomach, the kind that pushes you back a few meters. Dead on, when you’re not prepared for it.

I chuckled and shook my head. What was I doing? I stood and nodded to him, then took a few steps towards my gate. I don’t know what surprised me more, Robert’s hand closing around my wrist and tugging gently, or how cool it was, despite the summer heat.

For a second, I considered yanking my hand free and running home. I couldn’t though, the feel of his cold skin on mine was like an electric shock. I turned to face him, a little too fast and not noticing he’d stepped closer. We bumped chests and lost our balance. I steadied us both, pinning him to the fence in the process.

I remembered how I’d felt when Victor had done it to me. The excitement, so overpowering, so laced with fear. The arousal that had rushed through me. At the time, it had seemed like the most intense thing I’d experienced. It paled compared to how having Robert’s body pressed to mine felt.

Robert flattened his hands on the fence and looked up at me, defiant and cold. I closed my eyes, I couldn’t see him like that, prepared for an unwanted attack. I could probably overpower him, but did he really think I would?

“So are you going to do it? Or are you really just too afraid to kiss someone?”

My eyes popped open and my jaw dropped. There was a hint of amusement in his tone yet he still looked all defiant. Only this time I understood it was more about challenging me and making me bend to his will. I was still the younger fool whose buttons he could push.

I dropped one arm to his shoulder, sneaking my hand around his neck. His soft, slightly curling hair tickled me and I smiled. “You’re still such an asshole, Robert.”

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Writer, traveler, and coffee addict, Alina Popescu has been in love with books all her life. She started writing when she was ten and she has always been drawn to sci-fi, fantasy, and the supernatural realm. Born and raised in Romania, she finds her inspiration in books of all genres, in movies, and the occasional manga comic book. She is a proud geek who needs her fast Internet and gadgets more than she needs air.

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Thursday, August 11, 2016

Soulless VBT

Welcome to Soulless.
We are the generation that laughs at death.

Reincarnation; what was once considered a gift of immortality has become an eternity of nightmares.

Nadia Richards lives in a world plagued by reincarnation, a system of recycling souls where all past memories, personalities and traumatic events are relived daily in disjointed sequences. Trapped within their own warped realities, not even the richest and most powerful are saved from their own minds unraveling. Madness is the new human nature, and civilizations are crumpling beneath themselves trying to outrun it. 

Within a society that ignores death, Nadia appears to be the one exception to the reincarnation trap. Born without any reincarnated memories and with printless eyes, the hot tempered 19 year old quickly becomes the ultimate prize to all those wishing to end the vicious cycle, or for some, to ensure they could evade death forever.

Reader discretion: Adult language, violence and some adult scenes. For mature audiences only.

His top lip curled, as it always did in his half smile. “I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“About what?”

In his hands, he fiddled with the hunting knife. “You.” He twisted the blade and flicked out, clearing the dirt under his nails. “You were going to leave me. You said it was better this way, for the both of us.” The rasp of his accusing voice felt like a guillotine above my neck.

I uncomfortably shuffled back but didn’t speak.

“You were right. Your life without me would be better. Easier. Safer.” Every word strained from his lips as though he was pushing air from the pit of his stomach. My eyes widened and my heart picked up speed. Diesel lightly shook his head. “But this isn’t about making things easier. You’re with me now and you won’t leave no matter how hard it gets.”

“That’s not for you to decide,” I said with a cringe.

“Because if you leave me—”

With an anguished sign, I turned my head away. “Let me guess, you’ll always find me? And if I try to run you will break my legs and chop off my fingers and remove my eyes-”

“No. If you leave me, I will vanish… and I don’t want to vanish, Nadia.”

Surprised, my jaw went slack. Without even blinking, Diesel stilled his fumbling and tightened his stare, looking at me in a way I felt penetrated to my very core.

“You don’t know what it’s like living in this hell. I’m drowning under black water and I can never surface. You remember what it feels like to have your body shut down only to wake up not knowing which reality is real. It would’ve been easier to fade into a drifter, to stop the fight all together and just crumple into the purest of insanities. In my darkest moments I almost allowed it to happen, but then I met you. The girl with no reincarnated memories. The one without a soul imprint. It’s you, and only you, who can save me. But then you came into my room with that story about how everything would be better if we were separated. You left me tied to a bed, and for hours I thought I had lost you. Do you know how that feels? To have everything you’ve ever wanted just walk out? I came to realise just how dangerous you are to me. Just how easily you can break me in half. That’s why I can’t let you leave.”

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Born in Melbourne, Australia, Jacinta Maree considers herself a chocoholic with an obsession with dragons, video gaming and Japan. She writes a variety of genres including YA paranormal, steampunk, horror, new adult, dystopian and fantasy. Winner of 2014 Horror of the year and bestselling author, Jacinta writes to bring enjoyment to others while fulfilling her own need to explore the weird and the impossible.

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