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Kelsey Browning Blog Tour

PROBLEMS IN PARADISE by Kelsey Browning

Author of Texas Nights Series

Co-author of The Granny Series

 

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Title:                Problems In Paradise (Texas Nights, #3)

Release:          July 14, 2014

Genre:                         Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy

Format:           e-book

Tags:                Texas, sexy, small-town, contemporary romance, romantic comedy, southern, Kelsey Browning

Book Links:      Amazon / Barnes & Noble / Kobo / Books-A-Million / Carina Press / Goodreads /My Sister’s Books

 

Book Summary:

Eden Durant hasn’t always been Eden Durant. She’s made a fresh start in Shelbyville, Texas, far from her mother’s notoriety. Running the Paradise Garden Café is as much excitement as Eden wants—or it was, until she meets Beck Childress. Although he’s the one man who could expose her past, she’s willing to open up enough to see if he might be her future.

Chief Deputy Childress is determined to get to know the real Eden, when he isn’t busy cleaning up after the sheriff and running in the election to replace him. When several men fall sick after eating in Eden’s café, he investigates even as her mysterious past raises both his suspicions and his protective instincts.

As their relationship heats up, so do the pressures of Beck’s campaign. When Eden’s secrets are revealed, jeopardizing his dream of becoming sheriff, he’ll need to choose: serve and protect the town he loves or the woman who makes it home.


Excerpt:

When Eden burst through the kitchen door a few minutes later, he grinned. She paused to refill coffee cups while balancing four plates on her left arm. Damned if Dolores, the longtime waitress over at the Skillet, wouldn’t have been proud. Eden stopped off at Charlie’s table and somehow served without missing a beat or dropping a sprig of that green crap she garnished the plates with.

Her dark hair was tamed into a thick braid starting at her crown and ending midway down her back. One day soon, her hair would be spread out on his pillow. And hopefully on his lap. Too damn bad she wasn’t wearing her see-through robe. Instead, she wore a pair of her god-awful overalls, a long-sleeved T-shirt the color of too-ripe bananas and those California-type suede boots. Except for the boots, everything she had on was probably at least one size too big.

In all her dashing back and forth, little wisps of her hair had come loose from her braid and were falling down across her overall bib, curling around her left breast. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and now that he knew just how amazing those breasts were, he wanted to rip away that overall bib.

She finally headed toward him, and he jerked his stare away from her…buttons and buckles. Yeah, he was hot for those damned buttons. Her golden hazel eyes warmed as she smiled. The woman he’d once thought standoffish was actually cautious, and that was a trait he not only understood but appreciated. She was a hard worker and self-sufficient, but now it was clear she also needed the security that would allow her lighthearted nature to shine through. He could be that man for her. He would be that man for her.

“Sorry I forgot to take your order,” Eden said. “It’s been one of those mornings.”

Screw food. He was starving not only for what was behind all those ugly clothes, but also for more of her teasing. “Got anything on the menu today that’ll appeal to a guy like me?”

She tilted her head to the right, as if considering his question like a physicist might contemplate a mile-long equation. “I think I have just the thing for you.”

Oh, yeah, she did. He breathed through the lust cruising through him. They would get to that. Soon. He just needed a little time to get his sister squared away. “What’s…” he cleared his throat to keep his voice from cracking like a jacked-up fourteen-year-old, “…that?”

“A dish I call the redneck omelet.” She pursed her pouty little mouth and shifted her weight to cock a hip. “Lightly whipped eggs stuffed with chocolate, chopped beef jerky and processed cheese.”

“I’ll take two, then.” Damned if he didn’t like this side of her. The way she stood there laughing down at him made him want to shove the salt and pepper and silverware off the table, lift her onto it and have her for breakfast instead. That image had his dick twitching behind his fly. Not cool while he was in uniform. Still, he couldn’t smother his smile. “But only if you sprinkle corn nuts on top.”

She shook her head, closing her eyes as if the corn nuts had screwed the deal. “Would you settle for ham and cheese?”

“American?”

“Goat milk cheddar.”

“That is so wrong.”

“Ham only, then.”

“That’s boring.”

“Bet I can find something to spice it up for you.”

He caught her gaze and could’ve fried his own damn eggs on the heat waving between them. She wasn’t talking about jalapeños or habaneros. “California girls don’t have any idea how hot us Texas boys like it.”

 

 

Praise for Texas Nights Series:

Problems in Paradise:

“Starring a sexy lawman and a woman with a scandalous secret, a deliciously fun read.” - Shannon Stacey, New York Times bestselling author

 

Personal Assets:

“A hot man, a headstrong woman, and sizzling chemistry set against a homey Texas backdrop—Browning’s contemporary debut has all the assets that count!”  -Ruthie Knox, USA Today bestselling author of Flirting with Disaster

 

“Sinfully hot, sassy, and laugh-out-loud hilarious—everything a southern romance should be!” -Macy Beckett, author of the Sultry Springs series

 

Kelsey Browning - HeadshotAbout the Author
Kelsey Browning writes sass kickin’ love stories and cozy Southern mysteries. Originally from a Texas town smaller than the ones she writes about, Kelsey has also lived in the Middle East and Los Angeles, proving she’s either adventurous or downright nuts. These days, she hangs out in northeast Georgia with Tech Guy, Smarty Boy, and Bad Dog. She’s currently at work on the next book in her Texas Nights series and The Granny Series.

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Giveaway Details:

Kelsey will be giving away one digital copy of Personal Assets, the first book in the Texas Nights series to one commenter at each blog stop. For your chance to win, please leave a comment below between now and Sunday, July 20th at 12noon. Winner will be announced on Sunday! Good luck everyone!

 

Blog Tour Stops:

July 14, 2014

Contemporary Romance Cafe

Brooke Blogs

Reading by the Book

The Reading Café

Amy Manemann

Bookin It Reviews

Night Owl Reviews

So Many Reads

July 15, 2014

Carina Press Blog

Love Romance Passion

The Book Cellar

Gonna Need More Books

Musings From an Addicted Reader

SOS Aloha

July 16, 2014

Coffee Time Romance

TBQs Book Palace

Becky on Books…and Quilts

Eileen Dandashi

Herding Cats and Burning Soup

So I Read This Book Today

Blogging by Liza

Storeybook Reviews

Romance Junkies

Romance Cooks

July 17, 2014

Forget the Housework, I’m Reading

Renee Entress

Doing Some Reading

Pamela Foreman

Vintage Cookbooks and Crafts

July 18, 2014

Dee’s Book Blog

The Book Review

The Romance Reviews

Ariesgrl Book Reviews

Ramblings From This Chick

Stitch Read Cook

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Adrienne Giordano Blog Tour

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About the Book:

 Title:   THE DEFENDER

Author:  Adrienne Giordano

Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue

Release Date:  June 1, 2014

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Format:  Mass Market Paperback & Digital

Buy Links: Amazon / Barnes & Noble / My Sister’s Books

Book Summary:

A TOUGH-AS-NAILS FBI SPECIAL AGENT AND A STUNNING BLONDE ATTORNEY WITH SOMETHING TO PROVE JOIN FORCES IN THE DEFENDER.  By all accounts Penny Hennings was the sort of woman FBI special agent Russell Voight went for. Smart, sexy and with just enough sass to keep him honest. Then she went sticking her nose in undercover FBI business. He knew her legal reputation would skyrocket if she won this case. But every move she makes undoes all the work Russell’s put into taking down the city’s biggest crooks. And the criminals they’re after will do anything to avoid the witness stand—including kill. So it’s time to pool their resources and collaborate. Even if working together every day takes them late into the night…and into the line of fire.

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USA Today bestselling author Adrienne Giordano writes romantic suspense and mystery.  She is a Jersey girl at heart, but now lives in the Midwest with her workaholic husband, sports obsessed son and Buddy the Wheaten Terrorist (Terrier). She is a co-founder of Romance University blog and Lady Jane’s Salon-Naperville, a reading series dedicated to romantic fiction.

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Giveaway Details

As part of the tour-wide giveaway, one lucky person will win a signed print copy of The Prosecutor, a $25.00 Amazon gift card, a bullet charm bracelet and set of bullet earrings.  The giveaway will run from May 30, 2014 – June 11, 2014.  

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Excerpt from THE DEFENDER

 “You don’t have to walk me in,” Penny said to Russ while they waited for the elevator to scoop them up at the garage level of her condo building.

For the nine months Penny had lived in this building, she’d been a believer that the extra monthly fee—convenience tax, as she called it—for a building with a gated garage was worth it. Now, with Colin Heath threatening her, she was sure of it and would never again complain about shoes she could have bought with the convenience tax money. Even if the slow gate drove her mad, she remained thankful for its presence.

“This is a nice perk,” Russ said.

Casual conversation. That’s what this was because she knew that he knew that she knew they were both thinking the universe had royally flipped them off. After the crazy emotional day, one that included the two of them admitting their mutual attraction, the god of love decided this would be the night a judge received a death threat and the extra marshal assigned to Elizabeth Brooks would go to the judge.

Not wanting to leave Elizabeth with only one marshal, Russ and Brent decided Brent would stay behind while Russ drove Penny home. In the morning, Russ would return with Brent’s car.

All around a good plan because Elizabeth would be safe. However, Penny was about to step into the elevator leading to her condo—her very empty condo—with the FBI agent her girly parts wanted a piece of. Elizabeth was safe. Penny was not.

She rocked back and forth while the floors blinked off. The doors finally slid open and Russ held them so she could step on. A gentleman to boot. Could this get any worse?

“This is weird,” she said.

“Yep.”

It wasn’t just her overthinking it. That was a relief at least. Still, that throb in her stomach wouldn’t quit. The entire ride home she’d felt the pressure, the expanding ball of nerves growing and growing and growing.

“Hey,” she said. “We’re professionals. We can handle this. What’s a little lust?” She nodded toward the elevator buttons. “Eighth floor, big guy.”

Russ laughed. “You really are insane.”

That would be one way to put it. “It’s true. Ask anyone.”

When the doors slid open again, Russ stuck his arm out to block Penny’s path, then checked the hallway. “All clear. Got your keys?”

“I do.”

“Let’s go.”

She stopped in the hallway outside the elevator and watched the doors close. He needed to be on that elevator. Away from her very empty apartment. Where she wanted to introduce him to an extremely inviting bed.

That throbbing mass in her stomach exploded. Big trouble. “You can go now.”

“Sorry, babe. Have to check the apartment.”

“Russell!”

“You’re the one who said we’re professionals. Standard procedure. If Brent were here he’d do it. Last thing I need is not to do it and have you kidnapped. Although, you’re such a pain, they’d probably throw you back.”

He laughed at his own joke and Penny gasped, but really, there was a certain amount of pride she could take in scaring off would-be kidnappers. “Russell, I’ve said it before, flattery will get you everywhere.”

Particularly when it comes to my bed.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

She spun, marched down the curving corridor and lamented the fact that the plush carpeting absorbed her footsteps. Sometimes a girl wanted to hear her own stomping and this carpet was stealing her fun.

What am I doing? Making herself crazy. That’s what. She shook her head to clear the madness, lightened her footsteps and breathed in. Professionals. They could handle it. She’d just let him do his little search while she locked herself in the closet where she couldn’t watch him entering her bedroom. Simple plan.

She focused on her apartment door just ahead. At this hour, most of her neighbors had gone quiet. Mr. Hanley’s television was still on, but that was normal since he was an insomniac. She unlocked the door, pushed it open and waved Russ in. Thank goodness she’d left the place neat.

He glanced around the living room. “You always leave the lights on?”

“Timer. I don’t like coming home to darkness.”

He nodded in that way that said he really didn’t have an opinion on that fact, but didn’t necessarily think it odd.

“You mind if I check the rooms?”

“Have at it. I’ll know if you go through my underwear drawer.”

His only answer was a grunt.

“I guess you could save that for next time, though.”

“I’m ignoring you,” he yelled from the bathroom.

Penny laughed and after the long day, laughing felt like that barrel of gummy bears she needed. She stood in the middle of her living room, pondered the closet door while he checked the two bedrooms. Maybe she wouldn’t actually get in the closet. If she just stared at it, it might be enough to keep her from seeing Russ in her bedroom.

“See anything of interest?” she called.

“Other than the bra you left on your bed?”

Oh, just hell. In a rush that morning, she’d taken the lacey bright pink bra off because—well—she didn’t know why. It just hadn’t felt right so she swapped it out for a plain beige one and obviously had forgotten to put the sex kitten one back in the drawer. Once again, the god of love had flipped her off. How could Penny have known Russell Voight would be escorting her home?

“I didn’t think I’d have company. In my bedroom.”

He stepped into the hallway. “Yeah, well, what’s another round of torture?”

Walking toward her, he stopped at the kitchen, smacked on the light, checked the miniscule pantry that a four-year-old wouldn’t fit in and turned the light off again.

Then he was in front of her, his tie loose and the button on his collar undone and if he looked tired, she couldn’t blame him. Even she, who functioned on very little sleep, needed her bed.

“I’ve got a marshal on his way here. He’ll stay outside your door tonight.”

“Thank you.”

For a second, she’d thought about arguing. Pretending to argue really because as much as she hated to give in to the fear and weakness of being Heath’s prey, the only way she’d sleep was if she knew someone would be there.

Except, this guy Heath, he was a slippery creep and she’d been around slippery creeps long enough to know how they operated.

“Russell, how well do you know these marshals?”

He eyed her. “Why?”

“Heath is insane, but he’s also brilliant. He seems to know my every move.”

“You think there’s a leak somewhere?”

“No. I don’t think that. I’m just…” She raised her hands, let them drop. “I don’t know. I’m tired.”

“Look, it’s a valid question. One I’ve thought of myself. I’m on it. Anyone involved in this case, we’re checking their financial records. If Heath has someone on his payroll, we’ll find them.”

She nodded. “It’s probably nothing.”

“Doesn’t hurt to look. I’m heading to the safe house in the morning. Assuming you want to be there?”

“Yes. I need to go to the office first.”

Russ scratched his stubbled chin. “That works. We want everything to look business-as-usual. I’ll pick you up at your office and then we’ll do some creative driving in case Heath is watching. That work?”

“Sure.”

She rocked on her toes again. Here they were, two professionals, having a chat. No problem. Except the snapping energy in the silent apartment made heat fly off Russ in a constant and brutal wave. That wave would suck her under if she wasn’t careful.

She pointed to the door. “You should go.”

“I know.”

“Yet, he stands here. Unmoving.”

“Oh, I’m moved. Believe me.”

“Russell!”

And still he didn’t budge. The only sound was the distant hum from the refrigerator and Penny concentrated on it rather than that damned loosened tie just begging to be stripped off. And then, the wave swooped in and, as if timed, they both stepped forward and Penny reached for his tie and tugged him to her. His hand slid around the back of her head and she went up on tiptoes, anticipating that first press of his lips. That first moment of their first kiss.

 

Blog Tour Stops

 

May 30, 2014

Night Owl Reviews

A Little Bit of R & R

June 1, 2014

Becky on Books…and Quilts

Doing Some Reading

Gonna Need More Books

Ramblings From This Chick

Just Romantic Suspense

June 2, 2014

Book Lovin Mamas

Renee Entress

Read Your Writes

June 3, 2014

Ariesgrl Book Reviews

TBQ’s Book Palace

Our Thoughts Precisely

Reading on the Rocks

Romance Reviews Today

June 4, 2014

Reading in Pajamas

Cocktails and Books

The Book Binge

June 5, 2014

Brooke Blogs

Long and Short Reviews

June 6, 2014

So Many Reads

Reviews by Molly

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Authors wanted to know what Readers think…

Hi Everyone,

A couple of months ago, Amy over at So Many Reads asked me if I could help her out with an Author Interview project. I was intrigued, so of course I agreed. Amy had numerous authors send her questions that they wanted to get readers’ opinions. Amy then gathered a group of various readers, ranging in age, genre-interests, reviewers and non-reviewers to answer said questions. I was happy to participate. She then posted her findings in a two part series on her blog. Below you will find links to both sections. I hope you find the series as fascinating and as fun as I did.

 

Enjoy!
~Ariesgrl

 

 

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Book Blast Carnival Hop

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Welcome to my stop for the Book Blast Carnival Hop.  Ten authors are presenting their titles, and there is a giveaway where you can enter to win Amazon Gift Card Giveaway for Readers with prizes of $60, $40  $20 and $10 . Many of the titles are on a limited time only sale of $0.99 for the eBook version, and genres include Romance, Science Fiction, Mystery/Thriller, Paranormal, and Literary Fiction.

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About the Author:

Born and raised in Ohio, Abby L. Vandiver is a former lawyer and college professor of Economics. She holds a bachelor in Economics, a master in Public Administration and a Juris Doctor. These days, Ms. Vandiver enjoys writing and endeavors to devote all her extra time to it.

Her debut novel, In the Beginning, an Amazon #1 bestseller, was written on a whim, put in a box for more than a decade, and finally pulled out, dusted off and published in 2013. It has inspired her to write a sequel, Irrefutable Proof, as well as start a series of books loosely based on her family and a true crime novel.

Ms. Vandiver resides in Cleveland, Ohio and has three wonderful grandchildren, Gavin, Sydne and Riley.

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Born and raised on the Canadian prairies, Dianne Greenlay saves lives by day (besides being a writer, she is a physiotherapist in a remote sole charge clinic as well as a retired EMT), and she tells lies by night (as any entertaining fiction writer would do). She is also a playwright and Creative Director of the very successful and long-running community theater group, Darkhorse Theatre.

As an author, she has won multiple awards for her historical action novels, Quintspinner- A Pirate’s Quest and Deadly Misfortune. Straying into the genre of humour/comedy, Greenlay is the author of The Camping Guy, which is also available as a one act comedy (live theater script).

Greenlay began writing her first novel to fulfill one of the items on her bucket list. It was either that or learn to play the bagpipes. Her husband is grateful for her choice. She is fluent in at least her mother tongue and she thanks her fierce English teachers for that.

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An award-winning author, Jackie Weger has been writing romance novels off and on for thirty years. She’s traveled to many interesting and exotic locales from London and Paris to Panama and Costa Rica. She’s sailed on a twenty-nine foot sloop in the Pacific, volunteered at a Sisters of Mercy Mission in Colon, canoed on the Big East River in the wilds of Canada and lived part of a winter with trappers in the Louisiana swamps—collecting memories, friends and experiences—which oft times make appearances in her novels.

Writing and self-publishing enovels is a new adventure. Says Weger: “I won’t say it’s safe because half the time I don’t know what I’m doing. But, at least I don’t have to carry a machete or keep snake gun handy.”

 

Book Blast Carnival is Jackie’s first blog tour experience.

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Sweet romance author Joanne Hill is a born and bred Kiwi who grew up reading the romance novels of iconic New Zealand author Essie Summers. A founding member and past president of Romance Writers of New Zealand, she began indie publishing her books in late 2012 and now has three novels and a short story collection available.

She works in a heritage research library, and recently completed her Masters in Information Studies (MIS) where she examined readers’ advisory and Mills and Boon romances for her research project.  Although much of her life revolves around the past –  she also edits her local historical society newsletter and has a BA in Ancient History and History –  her reading and writing preferences are firmly in the present.

She lives in the North Island of New Zealand with her family, and like all romance authors, shares life with assorted pets -  including guinea pigs and a bunny who all have free reign of the back yard.

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I was born in Arkansas, played in Louisiana, and lived in Texas. Mostly in a small border town called Texarkana. It’s just about a mile from here to there. And you still aren’t anywhere. It’s the kind of town in which you can stand on the steps of a Baptist church and lob a rock across State Line Road to hit the front door of the liquor store. No matter how many roads you take to get out of there, it’s the kind of town that just hangs in your soul, coloring everything you do or think or say. Kind of like the small Texas town you’ll read about in A Home for Wayward Husbands. A Home for Wayward Husbands is about people surviving with the odds all against them. There’s some romance, some sex and a bit of mystery. The folks in this book are trying to keep secrets from each other and everyone knows you can’t keep a good secret in a small town. Not in any I’ve ever lived in anyway. I live with a dog and my imagination.

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Ju Ephraime began writing professionally at the age of 19, but her love of romantic literature developed when she was a teenager, where she often found herself dallying with her own tales of love and romance. Two decades later, Ju decided to write novels for women who enjoy a quick spicy-themed read that includes pure pleasure and escape from the real world. With ten romantic novels to her credit, Ju admits her books are part fact, part imagination – but only she knows what’s what.

Ju Ephraime lives in Connecticut with her husband, who blushingly reads every loving tale that she publishes. Her newest release, Complete Surrender, #3 in her LaCasse Series, is set to be released on January 2014.

 


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About the Author: 

From nine to five, Julie Frayn is a mild mannered accountant. But the rest of the time, her dark, bent, writer alter-ego comes to life. When she isn’t counting beans or making things up in her head, she is mother to the two most perfect adults on the planet. She isn’t biased, just observant. When they were younger, they were perfect muses for silly poetry about smashed peas and birds with gastroenteritis.

Julie has penned two novels (Suicide City, a Love Story and It Isn’t Cheating if He’s Dead) and published one trilogy of short, short stories. Two more novels are in the works. Stay tuned for She’d Kill for Normal, and The Orphan and the Rose, both in 2014.

 


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Linda Lee Williams writes “contemporary romances with a paranormal twist.” After moving to Denver from Chicago, she taught writing classes at Arapahoe Community College and formed a writers group.  Recently, she teamed up with her husband Tim—the artist that illustrated her book covers—to publish her novels on Amazon.

An outdoor enthusiast, Linda enjoys hiking, biking, and birding.  She loves critters of all kinds—domestic and wild.  During her journeys, she’s called Maryland, Virginia, Illinois, Missouri, and Colorado home.  Wherever she roams, she draws inspiration from her surroundings.

 


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, her first published novel, ranked among Storm Goddess Book Reviews “favorite books of 2013.”  She also earned the Liebster Blog Award from fellow bloggers.  Her second novel, Old Town Nights, was among the nominees for “best romance of the year” on Critters Writers Workshop – P&E Readers Poll.

 

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A Navy brat and graduate of the University of California, Santa Cruz, Lorrie Farrelly is proud to be a Fightin’ Banana Slug. Following graduate school at Northwestern University, she began a career in education that included teaching art to 4th graders, drama to 8th graders, and finally, math to high school students.

She’s a three-time winner on Jeopardy!, has shepherded wide-eyed foreign exchange students along Hollywood Blvd, and has happily curried and shoveled as a ranch hand at Disneyland’s Circle D Ranch. And always, she writes.

Lorrie has won a Presidential Commendation for Excellence in Teaching Mathematics. She’s been a Renaissance nominee for Teacher of the Year and a finalist for the Orange Rose Award in romantic fiction. She’s never won the lottery, except where her family is concerned. For her, they’re the ultimate prize.

 


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Sarah Lane’s first novel The God of My Art was longlisted for the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award. Her short stories and poetry have been featured in literary journals, including The Antigonish ReviewRoar Magazine, and Quills: Canadian Poetry Magazine, among other magazines.

Sarah Lane was transplanted from California to Canada as a child and grew up in rural British Columbia. As a young adult, wanderlust led her to live abroad in France and the USA, and to travel extensively in Cameroon, Mexico, and Europe. She holds a B.A. in international relations and a M.A. in comparative literature from the University of British Columbia.

Mom to two young children, speaker of accented French, and all around xenophile, she currently lives in Vancouver, Canada, where she is working on her next novel.

 

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Crimson Footprints III Blog Tour

To See my review of Crimson Footprints 1, click here.

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Skipping Stones Blitz

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Blurb:

They say there are five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.

Not everyone will grieve in this order, nor will everyone go through every stage. It’s during the stage of denial when Alex Hart meets Andrew Foster. He takes her one-step closer to acceptance: the stage when new, meaningful relationships are formed. The stage when the realization occurs that this is now the new state of normal.

Just when Alex thinks she is on her way to healing, she enters the bargaining phase. That’s the phase where you wonder what you could have done differently. You wonder “what if?” Specifically, what if the ones you loved hadn’t left you?

Leaving…this is what makes heading off to war so difficult and frightening for Alex. She knows all too well what it’s like to be the one on the losing end of life, which is why she’s made it her personal mission in life to save as many lives as possible. The extreme high she gets from treating trauma victims turns into Alex’s own form of therapy, or so she thinks.

When faced with her world being turned upside down, Alex may just find that her true therapy is in the one who has always saved her.


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Bio:

J.B. McGee was born and raised in Aiken, South Carolina. After graduating from South Aiken High School, she toured Europe as a member of the 1999 International Bands of America Tour, playing the clarinet. While attending Converse College, an all-girls school in Spartanburg, South Carolina, she visited Charleston often. It quickly became one of her favorite vacation spots. She met her husband, Chad, during Christmas break her freshman year, and they married in 2001 and she moved back to her home town. 

In 2005, the couple welcomed their first son, Noah. J.B. finished her Bachelor of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education at the University of South Carolina-Aiken in 2006. During her time studying children’s literature, a professor had encouraged her to become a writer.

In 2007, she welcomed their second child, Jonah, and she became a stay at home mom/entrepreneur. In 2009, the found out their two children and J.B. have Mitochondrial Disease. In 2011, a diagnosis also was given to Chad. Please take a moment and learn more about Mitochondrial Disease. Awareness is key to this disease that has no cure or treatments.

J.B. McGee and her family now reside in Buford, Georgia, to be closer to their children’s medical team. After a passion for reading had been re-ignited, J.B. decided to finally give writing a shot. Broken (This Series), is her first book and first series. 

J.B. is represented by Stacey Donaghy with Donaghy Literary Group.



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Hopping the Boxes

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Welcome to my stop for Hoppin the Boxes Today I’ll be featuring

Barbara Silkstone

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There are Over 60 stops – with plenty of excerpts, information and a giveaway!
These Eight Authors are presenting their Boxed Sets with Excerpts, Character Bios, and Prizes
Barbara Silkstone with the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set
Cheryl Bradshaw with the Sloan Monroe Boxed Set
Christy Hayes and the Golden Rule Bundle
Donna Fasano and the Single Daddy Club Boxed Set
Faith Mortimer and the Diana Rivers Mystery Set
M.P. McDonald and the Mark Taylor Omnibus
Melissa F. Miller and the Sasha McCandles Series
Sibel Hodge and the Sibel Hodge Box Set
This tour will run from 11 – 18 November
Giveaways!
Reader drawing is international
Grand Prize Winner : $60 Giftcard to Amazon or Barnes and all eight boxed sets
First Prize Winner: $40 Giftcard and all eight box set
Second Prize winner – 4 (winner’s choice) boxed sets

(see the giveaway tool at the bottom of the post!)

And now.. I present

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Wendy Darlin’ Tomb Raider Box Set ~ Purchase NOW: Amazon

 

Contains the Three full-length novels:

WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS ~ Book One See the trailer on YouTube

Real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires, Wendy Darlin, clashes with “SEC Investigator” and world famous archaeologist, Roger Jolley. He follows her out to sea on a mega-yacht owned by Charlie Hook, a Ponzi swindler on the run from federal agents and angry investors. Despite her fear of water, she finds herself a tomb raider on the Caribbean one step ahead of modern day pirates. Will she find the Lost Boys? Will she escape Hook’s clutches? And whom will she find on Nevis Island? Oh… and is Roger a good kisser?

LONDON BROIL ~ Book Two See the trailer on YouTube

When we last saw Wendy Darling and Roger Jolley in WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS, they were hot on the trail of Egyptian icons stolen from the British Museum. Wendy is now in a frantic race against time and a murderer as she searches for the last Lost Boy hidden somewhere in London while a killer heat wave invades the city. Wendy is held captive over a fish ‘n’ chips shop while Roger’s life is threatened. Can Wendy escape her captors, rescue Roger, and find the missing Lost Boy before the murderer strikes again?

CAIRO CAPER ~ Book Three See the trailer on YouTube

Part-time tomb raider and full-time real estate broker, Wendy Darlin joins her lover, archaeologist Roger Jolley, in a quest for Cleopatra’s tomb. All they have to do is get from Cairo to the Temple of Taporisi Magna alive. Armed only with a couple of hijacked ashtrays and faced with a trek across the blazing Sahara desert can Wendy out-maneuver Russian oligarchs, a dozen Dark Force mercenaries, and Roger’s chubby ex-girlfriend in time to find the tomb and seal it before chaos erupts in Egypt?

Excerpt from Wendy and the Lost Boys ~ Purchase Now: Amazon § Audible

The suite door flew open and Kit dove in. In my run for cover, I had forgotten about him. His 6’4” gym-toned body was almost naked except for a lavender Speedo and coconut scented tanning oil. He slid to a stop beside me with his fingers in his ears. We stayed in that position until blessed silence engulfed us. The blast had lasted only two minutes, but my head ached and my eyes throbbed.

Kit looked at my lifejacket/black bikini combo. “You look like a bumblebee.”

I waved the .38.

“Honey, don’t point that thing at me.” His eyes shifted to the open door.

A man in a wetsuit and goggles, carrying an M16 stepped in. There wasn’t a mask in the world that could disguise his face. It was my ex-husband Croc, grinning like the fool that he was. “You look like a bumblebee.”

I leveled my gun at him.

He snorted. “Yeah. I’m really scared. How’ve you been, kid?”

I’d never have imagined he’d take to the sea. “What the devil are you doing?”

“We’re here to get Hook’s treasure.”

“You and some Somali pirates?”

He snorted. “He’ll wish that all he had to worry about was Somali pirates. I have most of the brokers from my old hedge fund with me.”

“Ooohh, that should do it. Fierce hedgie marauders, much scarier than those psycho Somalis.”

Croc glared at me. “You’re right. We are much scarier because that bastard ruined our lives and backed us into a corner. Hook and his treasure are our only way out. And you’re going to help us. Where does Hook have it hidden?”

“I wouldn’t tell you if I knew. You’re scum like he is.”

“Don’t test my good nature. I’m going to get back what’s mine and that might include you.”

It was useless talking to him when he got this way.

“By the way, sorry about Marni dying from radiation.”

He didn’t look sorry, and he knew too much. Something was fishy. “How –?”

Croc pulled off his goggles leaving a red mark straddling the bridge of his nose. “Got you bugged,” he smirked.

I frisked myself for hidden microphones.

“Want some help?” He touched my breast.

When I smacked him, his eyes spun like slot machine cherries. He spoke slowly as he rubbed his jaw, “I’ll be back after we search the ship. One of my boys will be in to guard you.”

“You numb nuts.” I yelled at his back as he turned to leave. He looked like a giant black Gumby.

“Don’t call me numb nuts! And don’t yell at me!”

Excerpt from London Broil ~ Purchase Now: Amazon § Audible

I woke the next morning to the overpowering smell of curry and lamb. Yuck. I buried my face in the pillow. Whatever happened to a good old English breakfast of bangers, rubber eggs, and fried bread?

My nerves were rubbing on imaginary broken glass as I sidled to the kitchen. The curry pot bubbled away unattended. A blob of red sauce had spilled on the floor, and a kitchen knife lay next to it. I shut off the pot, bent down and picked up the knife. Then I realized it wasn’t red curry on the floor. The spot was a bloody footprint. I dropped the knife. It bounced on the floor. Adrenalin rocketing through my body, the brassy taste of fear filled my mouth.

Whoever left the footprint had to be nearby… perhaps in the pantry. The back door was slightly open. I could see Holly and Hildy standing with their heads near the door, waiting for their breakfast. Some watch-geese.

Should I call the police? What would I report? Unattended curry, a bloody footprint, and a kitchen knife with my fingerprints on it? I should have known better than to touch lonely hot pots and sticky red knives. But they don’t teach you that in real estate school, and I was learning tomb raiding on the job.

Thud! And again another thud! The noise sounded as if it came from the wine cellar. I thought to call out to Samuel, but reconsidered. I remained unsure about the virtues of the houseman, and the bloody knife on the floor made me even less confident.

I snuck up the six flights to Benny’s room and knocked on his door, once, then twice. No answer. Ever so slowly I opened it. Benny’s bed was made. Had he gotten up early or hadn’t it been slept in? I checked his bathroom and closet. Roger’s client had vanished. I’d screwed up my first archaeological assignment.

Stepping as lightly as I could, I made my way down two flights to my room. I slipped inside and turned the lock, then made a mad dash to the closet to pack my suitcase. Pausing, I realized my luggage would make too much noise and slow me down. I’d seen too many horror movies. I knew the bad guy – if there was a bad guy – was lurking under the stairs or in the foyer. They always are. Screw my suitcase.

I found a black plastic trash bag on the closet shelf. Perfect. I threw three designer outfits in it, tossed in some sandals, my toiletries, and knotted the end. I gently pitched the bag out the window onto the shrubs directly below in the garden. I had no intention of leaving without a few of my St. John dresses. I’d worked too hard to pay for them.

I eased my way down two flights of stairs, quietly entered the bedroom over the shrubs, and closed the door behind me. I tried to raise the window. It was painted shut but gave way with a screech to my lifting.

The trellis came up to the bottom of the windowsill. It might not hold my weight, but those prickly dry shrubs just below should cushion my fall. Carrying my purse, I grabbed the frail woodwork like a demented musketeer. Unfortunately, the ground came up rather quickly.

“Ouch!” said a strange voice as I landed on something round and boney.

Benny had called this place a garden of constant surprise. I had just encountered one.

Excerpt from Cairo Caper ~ Purchase Now: Amazon § Audible

I dozed briefly and woke to find Roger, still naked, quietly pacing in the dark between the bed and the wide-open balcony doors. Occasionally a moonbeam would highlight his body. The hung and the restless. He stopped pacing and cocked his head. I started to speak but he waved me off with a finger to his lips.

A voice carried in from the upper deck. Whoever was up there spoke Russian. Then silence.

I felt naked for two reasons. First, I was. Second, I was unarmed. I pulled the sheets up to my chest and shivered despite the heat. I groped around on the nightstand for the marble ashtray till I felt it’s cool surface. I exhaled softly. Now I was only naked-naked.

With a light thump someone landed outside the doorway. What was it with Egyptian balconies?

Roger assumed an Inspector Clouseau-like karate stance that gave me absolutely no confidence. This wasn’t the set of The Pink Panther. I tightened my grip on the ashtray.

A tall figure slipped into the room. The person was backlit so I couldn’t tell much about him except that he had broad shoulders and was half a head taller than my bedmate.

“Key-yah!” Roger yelled as he jumped the prowler and took him down. They were tied in the cursing department with an equal number of Russian and English epithets coming out of the cartoon-like tangle of arms and legs rolling around. Roger would be on top for a second, then the Russian. I hesitated. I could bop Roger as easily as the intruder. The Russian yelped when he missed Roger’s head and slammed his fist into the floor.

As the Russian sucked on his wounded knuckles, Roger separated from him and jumped to his feet. The Russian did the same. Roger hopped back and forth jabbing little punches in the air but not connecting. He should have learned how to handle himself better than that watching me duke it out with Darcy.

Horus’s squawking added to the chaos. He beat his wings against the cage.

The Russian said something that sounded like good night. He socked Roger in the jaw and my guy went down.

A banshee couldn’t have matched the sound I made as I leaped off the bed and nailed the Russian on the noggin with the marble ashtray. He went down face-first with a thud. A black semi-automatic pistol dropped from his hand.

I helped Roger stand. He swayed in front of me. “Why’d you hit him? I was winning.”

“Right.” I stepped back and my foot landed on the gun. I held my breath. When it didn’t go off, I carefully placed it in the nightstand drawer. Ashtrays, not guns, were my thing. I switched on the nightstand light.

Roger had quit swaying and his eyes were focused. I said, “Let’s get some cord and tie this guy up.”

A coil of rope attached to a life preserver hung just outside the door. Roger grabbed it while I pushed up the prowler’s cuffs to get at his thick wrists. I tied triple-knots on each arm, and looped a double knot with a bow at his back. I didn’t have enough rope to tie his feet. There was something kinky, but not sexy, about tying up a stranger while my lover and I were naked.

About the Heroine: Wendy Darlin

Until last year Wendy Darlin was a full-time real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires. Then she met Roger Jolley, world famous archaeologist, Johnny Depp look-alike, and at times the most irritating person on the planet. Her heart, snarky mouth, and comedic capers keep her in constant peril. She’s been told her life is like the movie Romancing the Stone, but at times she feels more like Indiana Jones with boobs.

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About the Author: Barbara Silkstone

Barbara Silkstone is the best-selling author of the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Series that includes: Wendy and the Lost Boys, London Broil, Cairo Caper. Her Criminally Funny Fables series includes: The Secret Diary of Alice in Wonderland, Age 42 and Three-Quarters; Wendy and the Lost Boys; Zo White and the Seven Morphs, and Cold Case Morphs.
Silkstone’s writing has been described as “perfectly paced and pitched – shades of Janet Evanovich and Carl Hiaasen – without seeming remotely derivative. Fast moving action that shoots from the hip with bullet-proof characterization.”
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Cheryl Bradshaw with the Sloan Monroe Boxed Set

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Christy Hayes and the Golden Rule Bundle

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Donna Fasano and the Single Daddy Club Boxed Set

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Faith Mortimer and the Diana Rivers Mystery Set

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M.P. McDonald and the Mark Taylor Omnibus

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Melissa F. Miller and the Sasha McCandless Series

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Sibel Hodge and the Sibel Hodge Box Set

Giveaways!

Reader drawing is international
Grand Prize Winner : $60 Giftcard to Amazon or Barnes and all eight boxed sets
First Prize Winner: $40 Giftcard and all eight box set
Second Prize winner – 4 (winner’s choice) boxed sets

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Welcome… Author Jamie Baywood!

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About:
Craving change and lacking logic, at 26, Jamie, a cute and quirky Californian, impulsively moves to New Zealand to avoid dating after reading that the country’s population has 100,000 fewer men. In her journal, she captures a hysterically honest look at herself, her past and her new wonderfully weird world filled with curious characters and slapstick situations in unbelievably bizarre jobs. It takes a zany jaunt to the end of the Earth and a serendipitous meeting with a fellow traveler before Jamie learns what it really means to get rooted.

Excerpt:

“Just like “biscuits,” the word “rooting” has a completely different meaning in New Zealand than it does in California. In California, one would say they need to get rooted when they settle in somewhere, as in, to put down roots, to ground themselves. After living oblivious to the New Zealand definition for five months and while brushing my teeth with Liam the other night, I told him, “I’m really excited to live in this house because I really need to get rooted. I traveled all around Samoa for a month before I came here, and the first place I lived in New Zealand didn’t work out, so I had to move. I’m excited to stay in one place long enough to get rooted.”

Liam’s eyes almost popped out of his head, and he just about choked on his toothbrush. He spat out his toothpaste, staring at me out of the corner of his eye. Finally he spoke, “Jamie, are you hitting on me? Do you know what rooting means here?”” page 55.

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About the Author:

Jamie Baywood grew up in Petaluma, California. In 2010, she made the most impulsive decision of her life by moving to New Zealand. Getting Rooted in New Zealand is her first book about her experiences living there. Jamie is now married and living happily ever after in the United Kingdom. She is working on her second book.

Getting Rooted in New Zealand is available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.

Jamie Baywood can be followed on the following sites:

http://www.facebook.com/jamiebaywood

http://www.twitter.com/jamiebaywood

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http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7069448.Jamie_Baywood

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Chasing Terpsichore Blog Tour

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Blurb:

When a goddess lands in modern times there’s bound to be trouble.

Banished from her home in Olympus and trapped in modern day Australia, Terpsichore does her best to fit in, but when she is mistaken for a prostitute she needs the services of straight- laced solicitor James Barrington to help.

James Barrington is a man on a fast track to a stellar legal career. Being involved with a pole dancing tango teacher is not part of the plan.

Together they fight a Titan rebel and a journey through the Underworld but can they find each other on the way?

Contact Maggie:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/maggiemitchellwrites?ref=hl

Twitter: https://twitter.com/mmitchellwrites

Website: http://maggiemitchell.net/home/

About the author:

Maggie Mitchell lives in her dream place by the sea. Of course, sometimes she even gets the dreams written down in a story. Lucky for her she has a musician for a husband who understands the creative spirit. In her other life she teaches undergraduate university nursing students and designs eLearning courses for health organisations. Most days you’ll find her out on her balcony enjoying a glass of Moscato or a cappuccino made on her beloved espresso machine.

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Welcome… Author Anne Strauss!!!

Hi Everyone,

Today we have a guest post written by author Anne Strauss. She is here to tell us how she was inspired to write her book, A Medical Affair.

I hope you all enjoy!
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A MEDICAL AFFAIR

by Anne McCarthy Strauss

Nobody Talks About It, But Doctor/Patient Affairs Happen All the Time

What if your medical doctor wanted to have sex with you? What if he greeted you with a full frontal hug instead of a handshake when he walked into the exam room? What if his hand lingered over your breast a little longer than necessary when he listened to your heartbeat? What if he wrote his cell phone number on his prescription pad and handed it to you saying, “Call any time?”

Nobody talks about it, but it happens all the time. Over 12 percent of doctors admit to having had an affair with at least one of their patients. And most of those patients feel flattered at the attention of the highly regarded doctor. This is because the average person has absolutely no idea that a doctor having an affair with a patient violates the Medical Code of Ethics and is illegal in most states. The doctor can be prosecuted. He can – and should – lose his license to practice medicine.

One of my favorite endorsements of my book, A MEDICAL AFFAIR, was written by a nurse with over two decades of experience. Lorraine Austin, RN wrote:

As a medical professional for over 25 years, I have seen the problem of inappropriate doctor/patient relationships many times. It happens so frequently and yet it’s seldom talked about beyond office gossip. A MEDICAL AFFAIR is the first novel to explain to the reader that when he or she is approached by their personal physician as a lover, they are not being flattered, they are being victimized. Medical professionals know this, and Anne McCarthy Strauss is the first novelist to reveal the truth to those who have no inclination that they are being abused.

“They are not being flattered, they are being victimized.” My goal in writing A MEDICAL AFFAIR was to make every person – and every potential victim – in this situation aware of the truth behind the flattery. I intend to write more books in the future in novel format that portray various human issues and let the reader know how to resolve them. I feel the “story” element of a novel may be more easily absorbed by many readers than is the traditional self help book.

I was inspired to write A MEDICAL AFFAIR after hearing too many stories from women who had had the experience of having had an affair with their doctor… and ended up devastated. My goal was to write a sort of self-help book in the format of a novel…and I am pleased to see it is being reviewed as just that.

A MEDICAL AFFAIR is the fictitious tale of a woman who falls for her doctor and has an affair with him. It tells the story of a woman who falls deeply for a man she relies upon…even though the situation tells her she should run from him as fast as she can.

While telling the story of protagonist Heather Morrison’s affair with her doctor, Jeffrey Davis, MD, A MEDICAL AFFAIR at the same time shows a woman exactly how to traverse the slippery slope of disengaging herself from such an affair, and seeing that the doctor gets what he deserves for preying upon his patient. Few people realize that the doctor-patient dynamic puts the patient in the same situation as a child abused by a teacher, even though the patient is an adult.

Here’s an excerpt from A MEDICAL AFFAIR. It’s about 1/3 into the book after the protagonist, Heather Morrison, learns that Dr. Jeff Davis has had affairs with a number of his patients. She has just met with one of his previous lovers.

After Melissa left, Heather stayed behind in the restaurant. She went through the motions of taking care of the bill. Smile. Pay. Tip. She lifted the two crisp tens Melissa had left on the tray. Adding two of her own, she returned them to the gold-trimmed jade tray that held the bill. Her legs were weak and shaking, her knees grazing the bottom of the table.

She stood and left the restaurant. Instead of heading for the subway, she walked a few blocks until she saw a Rite Aid drugstore. She went inside and bought two gigantic bags of M&M’s—one plain, one peanut.

“Sweet tooth got ya, sister?” the checkout clerk asked.

“I just need chocolate,” Heather said.

“Got to be a man, then,” the clerk said, two gold front teeth centering a friendly smile.

Heather felt a bond with the woman, a bond with every woman who had ever been wronged by a man. “Isn’t it always?” she asked, not needing a reply.

One block turned into another. Barely noticing how different this part of the city was from her own, Heather trudged forward, shoveling the candy into her mouth. Shoveling, chewing, and swallowing. She felt like she was walking beside herself, an unsettling feeling at best, calmed only slightly by the chocolate.

Melissa had said her affair with Jeff had lasted over six months; Suzanne’s had lasted only three. Heather counted back the months since July. Clearly I’ve met my expiration date, too.

Surrounded by the brilliant sights and sounds of Harlem, she saw nothing and heard less. It was just her and her two gigantic bags of M&M’s shoved inside a plastic Rite Aid shopping bag. Red, yellow, green, and blue. When had they started adding blue to the mix?

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