Cover Reveal: Touched by Abbey MacMunn (@abbeymacmunn) #paranormalromance #kindle #newrelease

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Book blurb:

When inquisitive antique dealer Cami Wilson learns she’s the revered offspring of an immortal mother and a mortal father, it’s not just her hybrid status that has her all flustered. The title comes with her very own super-sexy guardian.

Jaded immortal Joseph Carlisle has only one thing on his mind; his sworn duty to protect the hybrid from those who wish her harm. Anything else would be complicated. That is until they meet.

Chemistry sizzles between them but there’s a problem—the hybrid’s curse. Cami’s touch, skin to skin, proves near fatal to her and all immortals, Joseph included.

But the fated lovers discover her curse is the least of their concerns when a friend’s deadly betrayal threatens to tear them apart forever.

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Excerpt:

He might have just saved her life, but pinned to the freezing concrete by some wannabe hero was not her idea of fun. Cami Wilson shoved the unyielding wall of his chest, fighting not only him but the rising panic. ‘Get the hell off me!’

The guy remained on top of her, using his large frame to protect her from the chunks of smouldering metal hurtling to the ground around her. Icy air met with fiery heat and smoke infused the atmosphere like the fifth of November, but there were no sparkling fireworks to admire, only the flaming inferno, which seconds earlier had been her car.

Maybe if she hadn’t been so intrigued by the antique brooch she held in her hand or distracted by the weird, periodic buzzing emitting from it, she might have seen him coming at her in full, rugby tackle mode.

He lifted a little, easing the crushing pressure on her ribs, but remained inches from her face. Glacier-blue eyes met hers, captivating and intense. ‘Are you hurt?’

His gravelly voice did something tingly to her insides. She went to speak, but no words came. Nothing came to mind. Not the explosion. Not the contents of her shopping trolley strewn all over Morrisons’ car park. Not the fact she could have been killed. Somehow, none of it registered.

She gawped back at him like a doe-eyed teenager, taking in the angular sweep of a jawline peppered with dark stubble, and well-defined lips that parted invitingly as he drew in his breath.

His gaze lingered on her mouth in a breath-taking moment right out of one of those soppy rom-coms she liked to watch.

Forget burning cars and curious brooches… hel-lo, future husband.

Somewhere to her left, an engine revved loudly, and he turned his head towards the sound. Overlong, tousled hair tickled her cheek, and she got a faint whiff of citrus shampoo.

Hmm, lovely…

A second later, his attention returned to her. His grave expression burned with an urgency that brought her down from the clouds. ‘Dammit! I asked if you were hurt.’

‘No, I…’

In a move so swift it wasn’t humanly possible, he leapt to his feet and hauled her up beside him. The brooch slipped from her gloved hand and landed on the ground.

The man cursed under his breath and stooped to retrieve it. With an exasperated look, he waved it in front of her as though she were a baby dropping her dummy for the hundredth time. ‘You need to take more care of this. Don’t you know how important it is?’

Sudden indignation flared. Cami snatched the jewel from his grasp and slipped it back into her coat pocket. Okay, the guy rocked the sexy, just-rolled-out-of-bed look, but his patronising attitude set her teeth on edge. What right did he have to tell her what to do? And what on Earth did he know about a weird, vibrating brooch she’d been given by her adoptive mother, the only clue she had to her past?

*****

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Author bio:

Abbey MacMunn writes paranormal, fantasy and sci fi romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK, with her husband and their four children. She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association.

When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.

Website and social media links:

Website/blog  http://abbeymacmunn.com/

https://twitter.com/abbeymacmunn     @abbeymacmunn

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Cover Reveal for Love’s Sweet Magic @Dawn_Roberto, #NewRelease, #ParanormalRomance

Coming in July from Fireborn publishing~ Love’s Sweet Magic (Devon Falls 1)

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A chance meeting at a sweet shop… Can it be love?

Jenna Stevens wasn’t looking for love, nor did she believe it would walk into her life one holiday season. Marc du Bree needs to find his destined mate so he can take over the family duties from his father. Meeting Jenna, Marc finds the connection he has been searching for. Can he convince this gun shy woman that his love is indeed true?

CONTENT ADVISORY: This is a significantly re-edited and expanded re-release title. It was originally released as STICKY MAGIC by Raine Delight.

Release date: July 22nd, 2016

Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance, Contemporary

Pairing: MF

Pre-order at: http://firebornpublishing.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_bookx_info&cPath=4&products_id=231

About Devon Falls Series:

Welcome to Devon Falls, founded in 1784 by four families with one goal: to find a town where they can live without their special gifts coming to light. The Stevens families were master bakers from France with an affinity for magic, the Dracon families owned a hotel in London and were shape-shifters, the Sinclair families were skilled in the art of building in Germany and were dream walkers, and the Craven families were talented musicians from Russia with an ability to manipulate the elements. They all found freedom and contentment to use their gifts in the new town they called Devon Falls. As the years passed, the families grew and expanded. Love blossomed among the residents and the many newcomers, and the town flourished.

About the author:

D.M. Roberto is a lover of books and a compulsive reader. Venturing into the world of GBLT, Ménage and erotic romance, she found her new favorite genre to explore. With time and lots of Johnny Depp movies to inspire her, D.M. Roberto creates heartfelt stories that hopefully readers will enjoy and fall in love with. Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. She looks forward to creating stories that readers will love and enjoy.

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Vintage KDG: The Birthday Present

Celebration birthday balloons_xl_35629278 I’m off to Birmingham for the ETO Show and Awards Banquet to party with the Brit Babes and, because I’m up to my eyeballs in edits for THE TUTOR, the next episode of The Psychology of Dreams is not quite ready yet, so I thought I’d offer you a filthy blast from the past. This is a shorty that has never been published. It’s very old and written very early in my attempts at erotica. I wrote it for Scarlet Magazine just before it shut its doors. After that, I promptly forgot about it. Remember, it’s a bit like looking at snapshots of me from high school … er … OK, not exactly, but you get the picture. Enjoy!

 

 

WARNING: X-Rated!

 

The Birthday Present

When my wife, Sarah, asks me what I want for my birthday, I jokingly tell her I want to see her kiss her best friend, Rita, who is really hot – long blond hair, lovely tits, which she never hides with a bra and legs that go on for miles. Sarah gives me that look of hers that says she’s scheming something and says she’ll see what she can do.

I come home the night of my birthday to a dark house, and Sarah calls me from the bedroom. I bound upstairs enthusiastically, expecting her to be sprawled across the bed in that sexy red number I love to take off her.

I stop dead in my tracks at the door, hardly able to believe my eyes. On the foot of the bed, sitting next to each other are Sarah and Rita, holding hands both in tiny skirts, both in bustiers. When they’re sure they have my full attention, Sarah turns without saying a word and gives her best friend some serious, lingering mouth to mouth with plenty of cock-stiffening tongue work.

When at last they come up for air, and I’m wondering how I’m going to keep from splitting the zipper out of my trousers, my wife wishes me a happy birthday. “I hope you don’t mind if we have dessert first.”

It quickly becomes clear I’m getting more than I asked for when my loving wife slides her hand under Rita’s skirt, making her squirm and bear down as she gives her a good probing. Then she holds her fingers to my mouth. “Taste,” she commands. “It’s your favourite flavour.”

I suckle her slick pussy-flavoured fingers with a groan struggling like hell to maintain control of my dick, now more than ready to play.

Sarah takes Rita by the hand and pulls her to her feet. “How do you like your present?” she asks.  Her hand finds its way to one of Rita’s lovely breasts. “Shall I unwrap it for you?”

I nod dumbly, eyes glued to the black bustier caressing Rita’s perfect rack as Sarah teasingly undoes the bow at the top and gives those eager nipples an appraising caress. “Lovely, aren’t they? Would you like to touch them?”

As if she needed to ask! Rita makes hungry animal sounds deep in her throat while I fondle and knead her breasts. My wife opens my fly, releasing my loaded cock, which Rita takes into her hand, and I can’t keep from noticing that Sarah’s hand is busy under her own skirt. The familiar scent of her permeates the room and my heavy balls feel like they’ll burst any minute

“You like that, don’t you?” Sarah purrs. “You’re gonna love this.” She gently turns Rita away from me and lifts her best friend’s skirt. Rita bends over the bed eagerly exposing her succulent rounded arse cheeks, her cleft covered only by a black silk thong, which my hot wife gently pulls to one side, and guides my hand to her friend’s soft spot. “There now. Isn’t that nice?”

With the tight rotation of Rita’s hips and her clenching pussy lips around my stroking fingers, I can hardly contain myself and I’m just getting ready to go in mouth first for good taste when she turns and drops to her knees. She looks up at me from under a flutter of thick lashes and whispers huskily. “Happy birthday, Tiger,” that’s the last thing she says for awhile because her mouth is full of my straining cock. Meanwhile, Sarah has dropped onto the floor next to her and they begin taking turns suckling me, with brief time outs to give each other lingering tongue kisses. I’m struggling to see what they’re doing down on the floor with their hands between each other’s legs. Whatever it is, it’s clear by their breathless moans and the growing pile of discarded clothing that it’s really good.

Then without warning they give each other the eye, and pull away from me. Rita produces a condom from somewhere birthdaycakeand gives me a wicked smile. “You need to put on your party hat if you want to play.” The two nymphs slip the condom over my pole, and my wife’s friend suddenly bent over in front of me, holding her cunt lips open in invitation. As I slip inside Rita, Sarah climbs on the bed and offers her hot box to her friend like a bitch in heat, and the licking begins. I’m going insane watching my wife being eaten by her best friend while I’m pistoning her like a wild man. None of us can last long under such conditions. Sarah comes first and bucks against Rita’s face like a mustang. Just as Rita screams her orgasm, I shoot my wad into her tight grip as her legs buckle beneath me and the three of us collapse in a heap on the bed.

I have to admit it’s the first time I ever had a birthday present play with me! I hope it’s not the last.

 

Out Now – Beast Untamed by Faye Avalon (@faye_avalon) #erotica #romance #pnr

Beast UntamedBook Blurb:

Beasts of Bodmin Moor, Book 3

To guard his woman, he must claim his mate.

Ex-special forces operative Nathan Quinn enjoys women, but he just doesn’t trust them. Thanks to a mother who abandoned him, he prefers no-strings relationships, and has no intention of ever marrying or mating with a fellow shifter.

He focuses his energy on building his security business until a human woman catches his eye—and firmly rejects his charm. Which only challenges him to work harder to break down her barriers.

Born of ambitious, emotionally cold parents, Erin Howard’s craving for attention led her down a slippery slope to an abusive relationship. Now on the run from her ex, she plans to lay low and stay away from possessive, dominating males. But who says she can’t enjoy a little hot sex without a shred of commitment?

Soon their attraction explodes into something so fierce, that Nathan feels the primal need to mark Erin as his. But his fallback plan—distance himself—creates the space for Erin’s past to drive the final, possibly fatal, wedge between them.

Product Warnings

Contains a sexy panther shifter with an attitude problem, a human female intent on playing things safe, and an anxious dog learning to co-exist with the local cats.

Buy Links:

Samhain: https://www.samhainpublishing.com/book/5808/beast-untamed

Amazon:  http://mybook.to/BeastUntamed

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Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/beast-untamed

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Excerpt:

Nerves fluttered in her belly, but Erin breathed them away. She was going to enjoy herself tonight. She was going to be normal, make conversation, have fun.

But when the door swung open in response to her knock, those nerves came flooding back with a vengeance. The man towered in the doorway, his dark and brooding good looks like something in a magazine devoted to warrior gods of times long ago.

“You must be Erin,” he said, the hint of a smile softening almost harsh features. “Come on in.”

He stepped back, and Erin was about to enter when Talia came down the hallway. “Great. You’re early. We can have a drink before we get going. You’ve met Caleb?”

Erin looked up at the man. Handsome, and built. No wonder Talia always had a satisfied smile on her face.

No sooner had she accepted Caleb’s outstretched hand than Talia reached out and all but pulled Erin into the house. “Come and meet everyone.”

Everyone?

Erin’s knees went wobbly, her stomach pitching in a way that had her evening snack threatening to revolt. Maybe she wasn’t ready for this after all. It was too soon. She needed time to adjust, to work out exactly who she was going to be, before she thrust herself into life again.

Talia had other ideas and guided her into a room off the hall. Stepping across the threshold, she heard Naomi’s laughter. Her new friend had her arms wrapped around the neck of a formidable-looking man who in turn had his arms wrapped around her.

“Break that up, you two,” Talia instructed. “Save it for your wedding night.”

“That’s days away yet,” Naomi complained, smiling up at the man who was obviously Tynan. “He can’t keep his hands off me for that long.”

“My female speaks the truth,” Tynan said. “Anyway the mating has already—”

“Ahem…” Talia loudly cleared her throat, and the couple looked over. “We have company.”

Erin had the distinct impression she’d interrupted something, and not just a heated embrace between an engaged couple. But the smiles that headed her way, and the companionable way Talia slid an arm around her waist, made her think she’d imagined it. She must be so on edge lately that she was seeing spooks where none existed.

“Come and meet Tynan,” Naomi said, grabbing her away from Talia. “Ty, this is Erin. She hasn’t been in Bodmin very long, and she works at the tea shop, remember?”

A look passed between the couple, and again Erin felt as if she was missing something.

But then Tynan smiled and held out his hand. “Good to meet you, Erin. Hope you’re ready for a raucous evening.” He slipped an arm around Naomi’s shoulder, and the simple gesture was filled with possessive intent. “According to my woman, you’re all going to party enough to set the moor alight.”

“Well, I…”

“Don’t listen to him,” Naomi said. “Tynan, take her coat. We’re having a drink here while we wait for a couple of the other girls to arrive. What’s your pleasure?”

“Lime and soda if you have it.” She smiled when Tynan helped her out of her coat.

“Forget that.” Talia ushered her onto the sofa. “No soft drinks allowed tonight. Unless you’re allergic or sworn off alcohol on religious grounds. No? So, what’ll it be?”

“White wine would be good.”

While Caleb went across to the drinks cabinet, Talia sat next to her on the sofa. “Love your dress.”

“Thanks.” Erin tugged the skirt of the simple navy shift down to her knees. “Naomi said I had to wear something good.”

“I said something sexy.” Naomi plunked herself on Erin’s other side and eyed Erin’s dress. “I would have preferred more of a cleavage,” she said in a hushed tone that only the girls could hear. “But I’m not complaining.”

Grateful, Erin took the drink Caleb handed her and took a healthy swig. Conversation turned to logistics regarding transport for the evening, with Tynan and Caleb sitting side by side on the opposite sofa. Good Lord, Erin thought, taking several surreptitious sips of her wine. The room positively hummed with masculine appeal. She couldn’t remember ever seeing two more intimidating men in her life, or two more attractive and virile, but while they seemed tough and formidable, she didn’t feel especially uneasy in their company.

It was apparent from the looks and smiles the men each shared with Talia and Naomi that there was a whole bucketload of love in the room. In their men’s presence, the women seemed relaxed and completely at ease with themselves. Erin wondered how that must feel, considering her own experience had only ever been one of fear and intimidation.

The sound of the front door closing and heavy footsteps pounding down the hallway brought Erin from her reverie before she could take a painful trip down memory lane.

If she’d thought the testosterone levels couldn’t rise any higher, she hadn’t been prepared for the man who stepped into the room. Built like a tank, his shoulders filled the doorway, while the heavy scowl pushed the first real fluttering of fear into her since she’d arrived.

“If you expect me to drive that piece of garbage, you could have at least washed it first.”

The deep timbre of his voice and the edge of vitriol in his tone caused Erin to slink down a little in the seat, but since his attack was aimed at Tynan, she tried to steady her breathing. Her heart hammered anyway, her mind scanning back to a time when a similar attack was aimed at her.

“You want me to fill that junk trap with gas for you? Then you’d better make it worth my while by getting on that bed and spreading your legs for me. Now.”

Oh God. Oh God.

“Are you okay?”

Erin glanced up into Talia’s concerned gaze. “Yes, fine. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. I’ll get a cloth.”

Erin looked down, surprised when she saw the damp patch on her dress. Bloody hell, her hand had shaken so much that she’d spilled her drink.

She looked up into the dark, steady gaze of the man who had just arrived. He eyed her with little interest, but her stomach jumped like a train.

“Here.” Talia mopped at Erin’s dress, then turned her glare on the man. “Why did you want to come in here and scare my guest, Nathan Quinn?”

“Didn’t know anyone else was here. Thought you females had left for the evening.”

“This is Erin,” Naomi said. “She’s just moved to the area.”

Another pointed exchange of looks, but Erin knew she was reading too much into everything right then. They must all think she was a bloody loony.

The man called Nathan turned his gaze to her and inclined his head.

She tried for a smile but wasn’t sure she made it. Her whole body was reacting as if to a threat, and she feared she was about to go into full panic mode.

“Well, let’s get this show on the road,” Naomi declared and stood. “I can hear the others arriving, which means we’ve got that serious partying to do. And you guys have some serious poker to play.”

She took Erin’s glass and handed it to Tynan, then kissed him full on the mouth. “That should keep you for a while. Enjoy your game.”

In response, Tynan put the glass down and hauled Naomi up against him. “That won’t keep me for five damn minutes. Come here.”

Erin felt she should turn away when the kiss morphed into the kind that required locked doors and darkened rooms.

“Don’t mind them,” Talia said drawing her into the hall where Caleb held out their coats. She turned to her husband. “You’re really sure you don’t mind driving us? We can get a cab if it’s easier, then you can drive to Truro with Ty and Nathan. That way you’ll get to enjoy a drink.”

“I said I’d take you. I don’t want you out of my sight any longer than necessary.”

The big man smiled down at her, his eyes gleaming. Talia rewarded him with a soft kiss, her palm resting lightly against his cheek.

While Caleb didn’t haul Talia against him to give her the same treatment Tynan was currently giving Naomi, Erin felt equally uncomfortable. The possessive look Caleb gave his wife made her feel like she should turn away from something intensely private and intimate.

Naomi came into the hall, flushed and pleased with herself. “Ready?”

Moments later, after brief introductions to the two women who had arrived, they were piling into Caleb’s SUV. From the backseat, Erin found herself glancing back to the house, hoping against hope she didn’t catch sight of Nathan again.

The man made her feel uneasy and anxious. They’d barely shared a glance, but he’d looked at her like he knew something nobody else did. She shuddered at the thought, remembering Naomi had told her that Tynan was his business partner, and they were security consultants. That meant he would know how to access official files, documents, people’s history.

At Naomi’s instruction beside her, Erin clipped on her seat belt and vowed to keep a very low profile where Nathan Quinn was concerned.

Copyright © 2016 Faye Avalon
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. publication

*****

Author Bio:

Faye Avalon enjoys writing sexy stories about strong men and the savvy women who rock their world. She has taken a roundabout journey toward her writing career, working as cabin crew, detouring into property development, public relations and education, before finally finding her passion: writing spicy romantic fiction.

Faye lives with her super-ace husband and one beloved, ridiculously spoiled dog. They regularly expand their family by boarding puppies destined to become guide dogs. Between writing, reading, running around after manic puppies and grabbing some quality time with her husband, Faye enjoys a challenging yoga session or a night at the movies.

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Euro 2016 is Upon Us! Time for Scored, Lily Harlem’s Sexy Soccer Novel!

 

Hands up who likes a seriously fit guy who is as talented in the bedroom as he is on the pitch? Ohhh I see a flood of SCORED smallhands shooting into the air, which is great because I have just the thing for you. Scored is my super sexy soccer novel which stars gorgeous Lewis Tate, captain of the England football team and sassy reporter Nicki as they heat up for the huge tournament that is Euro 2012.

 

It’s hard to believe that I wrote this four years ago, the story and characters are still fresh in my head and readers continue to contact me telling me how much they enjoy the romance, sexy times and the heroes mastery of everything he puts his mind (and body) too!

 

And with Euro 2016 upon us, if you haven’t sampled Lewis’ particular brand of seduction, now is the time…

 

 

Scored Blurb:

 

Okay, so I eat, sleep and breathe football and reporting the beautiful game is my dream career. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have time for a major crush on the England captain, Lewis Tate. The bloke is sex on legs, hot with a capital H. Add in his awe-inspiring talent, his brooding good looks and what’s not to lust after?

 

So my excitement is sky-high as I set off with the official press team to cover England’s battle for the European Cup.
But when a series of unfortunate, or as it turns out fortunate events, attracts Tate’s attention my way, who am I to say no?

 

Add in a misogynistic manager, an over-zealous colleague, two blue silk ties and some incredible ball-handling skills and it becomes clear the road to victory, for me, will be an intensely erotic journey. Determined to savor every moment, I hang onto my sanity as best I can while living the fantasy and wondering if it can ever become reality. Because once Lewis Tate has taken me to heaven and back, its clear no one else will ever compare.

 

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Reader Reviews

 

“I can thoroughly recommend Scored. It’s a clever story with twists and turns and lots of hot sex and football. What more could a girl want!”

 

“Wow. Lily Harlem strikes again. (see what I did there?). Another fab book from this talented author. Couldn’t put it down. A page turner from the very first page.”

 

“A highly recommended read. A hot, gorgeous romance.”

 

“Wow, wow, wow!! I loved this so much.”

 

“Lewis Tate is officially my new number one BBF. The story is a beautiful romance that had me sighing out loud and caused many a raised eyebrow from my husband.”

 

“I absolutely adored this book and I know for a fact it will be a go to book for me when I want an uplifting story to make me smile and swoon.”

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Scored is only available from Amazon though can be read for free on Kindle Unlimited. I hope you’ll check it out and enjoying the winning streak Scored will take you on!

 

Lily x

 

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Amazon US

 

Amazon UK

 

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About Lily Harlem

 

Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.

 

Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, In Expert Hands and Scored have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.

 

Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior.

 

Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae – check out the Sexy as Hell Trilogy – The Novice, The Player, and The Vixen – and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel ‘every woman should read’.

One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!

 

Check out Lily’s website for details of her other books and her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases and free reads, and if you enjoy Facebook, hop on over there and say hi!

 

 

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