Friday, March 29, 2013

VBT ~ Sword Call by C.A. Szarek

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For generations, the Ryhans, ruling family of the Province of Greenwald have been keepers of a sword rumored to possess enough magic to defeat kings. Lord Varthan, a former archduke and betrayer of the king, covets the sword and invades Greenwald.

Lady Ceralda Ryhan, daughter of the murdered duke, gains the sword and flees, trusting only her white wolf, Trikser—magically bonded to her. Cera needs nothing more to aid in her fight.

Jorrin Aldern, half elfin and half human, left his home in the mountains of Aramour to find his human father who disappeared twenty turns before, but finds Cera with Varthan and his shades on her tail instead. His dual heritage and empathic magic will tempt Cera in ways she never thought she’d desire. But can he convince her trust and love can pave the path to redemption or will the epic battle end in tragedy and evil conquer them all?

Openingof book
Heart pounding and fists clenched, Cera sat in the Dragon’s Lair’s darkest corner. Bychoice, the candle on the table was unlit. The bowl of stew half eaten, foodthe last thing on her mind.
The door to the tavern swung open. Her white wolf growledlow and deep beside her. Cera glanced up, squinting in the sudden flood ofsunlight. As the door slammed shut and her eyes adjusted to the renewedmurkiness, she took in the newest arrival.
Then she focused on Trikser. She couldn’t have him going foranyone’s throat.
“Shhh, Trik, it’s okay.” She ran a hand through his fur,smoothing his hackles along the length of his spine. The big wolf looked up ather and licked her hand. One corner of her mouth lifted and she bit back asigh.
The only reason the owner of the tavern, Marshek even lethim in was because no one else was allowed to enter the Dragon’s Lair if she was inside without him. No one according toTrikser, that is. He’d almost taken the hand off the last guy who’d tried.
“What’ll ya have?” Marshek barked, revealing his instantdislike of the newcomer.
She fixed her eyes on the bartender. Then she took a closerlook at the man sitting in front of him. His pointed ears betrayed hisheritage, but his height suggested he was not of pure blood.
Marshek was known to be tolerant of elves but he hated whathe called half-breeds. Cera could imagine what the grumpy, middle-aged tavernowner was thinking, and it wasn’t friendly.
She rose, Trikser also immediately rising, awaiting hermove. The white wolf was her bondmate and had been since he was young.
Relax,she thought-sent.
Trik sat, but his body was tight, tense. He didn’t respondto her mental order.
Moving to the bar, her wolf followed, slinking close to thefloor, moving in a slight crawl. His belly probably touched the filthy plankedflooring of the tavern.
Cera made a face but forced a breath. Detached control. Sliding onto the stool next to the half-elfinman, she was just in time to hear his order. His voice was clear and deep.
Marshek filled a mug with ale and started to put the jug inits place on the shelf.
“Wait, Mar,” she said with a wave of her hand, “I’ll havesome of that, too.”
With a curt nod, the older man poured her a mug. She broughtit to her lips, glancing nonchalantly at the stranger. His coal black hairbrushed the collar of his hooded gray cape, giving him a rather unkempt look,but rugged rather than messy.
Cera couldn’t see the hue of his eyes from her seat but hishigh cheekbones made his profile appealing, his sleek tapered ears adding tothe attraction. His powerful jaw line was clean shaven, an oddity in theseparts. She could tell he was aware of her perusal. He was young, not much olderthan her, and had the stunning beauty of the elves.
His chest heaved as if he’d taken a breath, and he finallyglanced at her. Blue. His eyes were adeep, sapphire blue. Her heart skipped a beat but she ignored it. The man saidnothing, not that she’d expected him to.

“Tell me about it,” Jorrin encouraged.
“I pictured our magic as a rope and wrapped it around us. Istepped into him, making us one. I concentrated and I saw you. But then I sawme, too. My eyes were closed, and I felt like I was sitting beside myself. Itwas…unsettling, at first. But then Trik must have moved his head, because I sawinto the woods…he turned, right?”
He grinned at her. “Yes, he did. You did do it.”
“His eyesight is so sharp. It was a wonder to see.” Their eyes locked and held. Airruffled her hair, causing gooseflesh to rise on her neck as a substantialbreeze kicked up.
Trikser made a noise in his throat but she ignored him.
Jorrin looked so wild and beautiful with the wind in hisdark hair, his high cheekbones flushed with color to the tips of his slendertapered ears. Her heart skipped as his blue eyes darkened and she read intenseheat there.
Last night he’d been in her dreams. Try as she might, Ceracould no longer deny that she was attracted to him. That she’d liked that kisshe stole what seemed ages ago.
Would he kiss her again? Heat crept up her neck and burnedher cheeks.
The way he was looking at her right then made her lose hertrain of thought and her worries.
“Tell Trikser to move.”
“What?” But Cera already sent the mental command. Her bondslipped off her lap with little encouragement. He’d caught sight of a rabbit,and took off after it.
Jorrin grabbed her hand and tugged forward. She fell ontohis lap, moving to him instead of away, ignoring mental cautions that thiswasn’t a good idea, despite her dreams, her admitted attraction.
Their lips met in heated rushed. Cera’s arms shot around hisneck and she pressed closer. His body was hard against hers and a tremor shotdown her spine.
Her breasts pressed into his chest as he pinned her againsthim. Jorrin shoved his tongue into her mouth and groaned. She clung to him,moving her mouth under his
When she touched her tongue to his, he moaned, his handsshooting down to cup her bottom.
Cera wiggled in his arms as an unfamiliar warmth envelopedher like an embrace. Jorrin’s erection pressed into her hip and she clutchedhis tunic with both hands.
When he kissed her harder, her head spun. Feeling hisurgency, confusion rushed her. She moaned, fighting the sensation of hiswarmth, his strength as he squeezed her against him. Her desire for more. Herdesire for him. She couldn’t lose control.
Yanking back, she panted against him.
Jorrin’s chest heaved into her breasts as they bothstruggled for breath. “What’s wrong?” he croaked.

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C.A. is originally from Ohio, but got to Texas as soon as she could. She is married and has a bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice.
She works with kids when she’s not writing.

She’s always wanted to be a writer and is overjoyed to share her stories with the world.

What's next for CA Szarek ?

Collision Force (Crossing Forces Book 1)
Bad boy FBI agent and feisty widowed police detective collide pursuing a human trafficker in small town Texas on their way to true love.

Badboy, married to his job FBI agent Cole Lucas always gets his man. So when the unthinkable happens and one gets away, Cole grits his teeth and hunts human trafficker Carlo Maldonado all the way to Antioch, Texas, where he collides with Detective Andi MacLaren.

Cole doesn’t do small towns and doesn’t get involved with women he works with, but Andi tempts him in ways he doesn’t want to acknowledge.

Two murders, her partner shot and leading the investigation on her own, the last thing Andi needs a cocky FBI agent that sees her as no more than a tag-along.

Widow and single mother Andi is used to being on her own. When Cole gets stuck without a place to stay, crashing on her couch puts them in dangerous territory.
Attraction and passion bring Andi to a place she’d left behind when her husband died. Her three-year-old son quickly wiggles his way into Cole’s heart, and he starts contemplating things—family, love—that he’d never planned for himself.

Can being forced to work together make them stronger or will their differences jeopardize their case and their hearts?

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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Book Blitz ~ Bound by Bonnie Bliss


Author Bio:

Bonnie Bliss is not just a willing submissive, but she is a wife and a mother. By day, she is a busy, stay at home mother. At night, she is a sultry storyteller. Her tastes go towards the dark and the extreme. She loves to twist up fairy tales and sweet stories we all know and love. Her lust for Dominance and submission has taken her into the dark inner workings of Sadomasochism.

Bonnie is a native of Southern California, and says that everything in the Katy Perry song, California Girls is totally accurate. She has done everything from waitressing, customer service phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent a pretty impressive part of her life working for the Disney Corporation—including as a Disney Princess. When she’s not writing, she is ordering too many custom bows for her daughter, baking the best cupcakes in the world, going to Disneyland, laying on a beach, and sometimes playing hockey for release.

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A single woman with a sexual longing and two homecoming marines.

The 4th of July and a long due homecoming sees Brad Cooper and his Marine buddy Kenny Curtis return. Millie Newton has always loved Brad, but was crushed when he enlisted. Now he’s back and she has no intention of letting him go without showing her true feelings. The block party provides the opportunity as this surprise threesome find themselves providing the fireworks in this hot BDSM story.
A hot nurse, a handsome fireman.

Halloween is here and it’s a stressful weekend for Fireman Tom Newton. With the promise of a Halloween Play Party things seem to be picking up. Lucy, an overworked nurse is ready for some time off. She steps into a mess when her best friend, Millie gets them invites to Robert’s Halloween Play Party. Tom and Lucy both have desires on each other but neither are aware. Can Robert and Millie bring this destined couple together and will it run smoothly. Will true love blossom, will the Master get his slave?”
A lost memory and a harbored secret; can bondage find true love.
Wounded and depressed, lying in a hospital, Kenny Curtis has given up on ever finding happiness. Sacrificing a threesome lifestyle with his best friend Brad and Millie so they can be together, Kenny is now alone at Christmas. Lindsey has needs of her own, a sub, a slave, she wants what Kenny has to offer. However an incident in their past threatens to spoil everything. Can the spirit of Christmas pull them together long enough for them to see that they belong as one? Or will Lindsey desert and ruin her best chance?
**Note: This title contains adult content and should not be read by readers under the age of 18. The titles in his bundle have been previously released as Bondage on the 4th of July, Halloween Submission, and A Slave for Christmas. The entire series has been reedited for rerelease. You can still purchase these titles individually.**


Tom took hold of her soft hand, her fingers wrapped gently in his palm. He flicked the light on and carefully led her down the stairs. There was warmth about her. Something made him feel good inside as he reached the bottom. The room lights flickered on. Tom couldn’t help but grin at the dungeon. The black couch rested against the back wall. A large fridge stood a couple of feet to its left.

“Shall we sit a while?” Tom asked her.

“Yes, I need to rest a little.”

“Make yourself comfortable, can I get you another drink of water?”


“Call me Sir.”

“Please, Sir.” Tom walked to the fridge and pulled out a cold bottle and twisted the cap. He returned to the couch. His heart started to pump faster. The sight of his new kitten friend aroused him. She was gorgeous. The scent flowing from her body seemed to target his nostrils. He felt almost faint as he sat beside her. She had a spell on him.

“Sit on my lap, kitty cat.” He patted his thigh and watched as she shuffled across. Her body was light, her flesh warm. He rested his hand on her back and looked at her. There was a distinct sense that he had met her before. She knew him. That was certain. The bottle came up and he put it to her lips.

“Sip. You’ve just downed a whole bottle.” She emptied a quarter of the bottle in a few seconds, sipping it. “Good girl.”

“Thank you, Sir.” The smile almost melted his heart. Then she lowered her eyes, taking the submissive pose.

“Have you and I done a scene before?”

“Not that I’m aware, Sir.”

Her ass pressed down on his groin, Tom could feel himself stiffening against her buttocks.

“So, do you always get distracted when a Dom spanks you?”

“I’m sorry Sir, I don’t understand.”

“All the time the Dom spanked you, you looked at me. Or at least you kept looking my way.”

“I don’t remember.”

“Is your ass sore?”

“A little. Yes, Sir.”

Tom smiled as she took another sip. It was obvious she had plenty of expertise at being a submissive. It came naturally. The way she called him ‘Sir’ after every sentence; the way she sat with her submissive posture. Tom glanced over at the far wall, completely mirrored. He watched her, watched her responses.

“Stand up, bend over, place your hands on your knees, and face the mirror.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Tom took the bottle from her and placed it on the floor. She got up. He admired her figure, the sexy cat costume. Stockings turned him on and she made him wet. The strain was intense. His cock felt imprisoned in the tight leather.

Leaning forward, following exactly the orders he gave, she presented herself to him. Tom sat a moment, looking, not touching.

“You have a pretty ass, kitty cat. It’s nice and rosy.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Tom sat up and leaned, reaching out. Slowly he slipped his fingers under the rim of her shorts and pulled them. Her soft smooth buttocks were exposed. The red tinge clearly ached as she flinched slightly. Tom pulled the shorts down all the way to her shoes, leaving them puddled at her feet.

“Step out of your shorts and spread your feet for me.”

“Yes, Sir.” No sooner had he said it and it was done.

“Have you got limits?”

“What do you mean?”

“Pain thresholds. Do you like pain?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“How about anal?”

“Yes, Sir. I love anal.” The more she spoke, the more he dripped pre-cum. He would have to move soon.

“Would you like my cock in your anus, kitty cat?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Would you like my cock in your pussy?”

“Yes, Sir.”

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Saturday, March 16, 2013

Surrender Your Love by J.C.Reed with a giveaway

Surrender Your Love
Release date: March 15th, 2013

Meeting Jett was like lightning. Dangerous. Better left untouched. And better forgotten. But lightning always strikes twice.

Brooke Stewart, a realtor in New York, doesn’t do relationships. When she’s sent to a remote estate to finalize a real estate deal, she discovers her new boss is no other than the guy she left naked in bed.

Sexy, dangerously handsome, and arrogant Jett Mayfield attracts trouble, and women, like a lightning rod. But the night he meets Brooke he gets more than he bargained for. The green-eyed millionaire playboy isn’t used to taking no for an answer, and he isn’t about to start now.

When he proposes two months of no strings sex, Brooke is intrigued and accepts his proposal. Little does she know Jett’s determined to claim the one woman he can’t have, pulling her deeper into his dangerous world.

A man who doesn't take 'no' for an answer.
A woman afraid to surrender to love.
Two lives that are about to cross...and secrets laid bare.


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Thursday, March 14, 2013

VBT ~ Take Me Break Me by Cari Silverwood


Take me Break me blurb

Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.

Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?

But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?


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Monday, March 11, 2013

Kilted Desire Giveaway Hop


Sensual! Exciting! Passionate!

Scott Maclaren, a strong, Special Forces Scotsman, terribly injured during his tour of duty in Afghanistan. His journey begins with a broken heart after his wife leaves him for another man during his time in the hospital. Traveling across the Atlantic to visit family, his story now begins.

After years of physical therapy and being alone, things were about to look up. Katie Johnson, a beautiful Ohio schoolteacher, was where his ‘dream’ of passion and love were to become reality. Smoldering embers became a passionate, raging fire between them. A wanting and desire that burned for one another as neither had ever experienced before.

Scott’s love for Katie and her two girls would lead him to great lengths to make all their dreams come true, including a six-month security contract in the Middle East. The money would ensure financial security for life.


As he walked down the hallway towards her office, a huge explosion rocked the building. Scott was knocked off balance, but managed to stay on his feet. The sound of shattering glass accompanied the sound of the blast. Scott raced to Britney’s office. She was under her desk, unhurt, but was visibly shaken. The windows in her office were not broken, although, elsewhere in the building, windows were blown out. He reached out and took her hand, helped her get her bullet-proof vest on and quickly led her out of the office and towards the exit. Scott stopped at the main door and assessed the situation. He knew this was not a small shell. It was more than likely a rocket, but it did not hit the building. Instead, it landed in the road nearby and the force of the blast had damaged numerous buildings all around. There didn’t seem to be any more rockets at the time and from where he was, the car appeared untouched by the blast.
“We need tae get oot of here quickly. When we get tae the car, lay doon in the back and stay doon, until I tell yer.”
She nodded, Scott gripped her hand tightly and led her across the parking lot towards the car. With several fires burning, the thick, black smoke was starting to spread everywhere. There were many screams heard and a lot of people were shouting things in Arabic. Many people were badly hurt. It bothered him to leave those desperately in need of help, but as much as Scott wanted to help, it was Britney who was his responsibility. He must get her out of the area and out of imminent danger. That was his job. It really bothered Scott to leave all those people in desperate need of help.
The smell of burning metal hit them as they made their way across the parking lot; the quickly spreading smoke burned their mouths and throats as they inhaled. Luckily, they didn’t have far to go. Once inside the car, she did as she was told and lay down on the back seat as he began to drive away. This was the first time Scott hadn’t checked under the car before he started it. He was in a rush as they pulled onto the street, but that was no excuse. He was more than angry with himself.  This time they got lucky, there was no car bomb. There was a large crowd forming already and the sirens were getting closer. There were many people hurt, and possibly still in the building they had been in, but his job and priority was to get Britney away from the danger. He drove away slowly, avoiding the crowds and a huge crater in the road. When they were about half a mile away, they passed several police cars and an ambulance driving in the opposite direction. He presumed they were heading to the scene. Britney was quiet and scared, but had done everything he instructed.
“Try nae tae worry, but, stay lying doon fer now. It’s going tae be fine,” Scott reassured her.
“Okay,” she replied, trying to hide her fear.
It was going to be a long return trip to the hotel. Scott had started out heading opposite of the direction they needed to go to avoid the crowds and the crater. This was an unfamiliar area and he searched to find his way back onto a road he knew.
Scott checked his compass to verify his sense of direction and knew they were heading the right way. About twenty minutes went by before he was on a road he recognized and calculated they were about ten miles from the hotel.
“I think we’ll be back tae the hotel in aboot half an hoor. How are yer doing back there?”
She was badly shaken, so he was trying to make her feel calm and more secure.
“I’m okay, I think.” She was still nervous. But she was feeling better.
Scott glanced at her in the mirror and was glad she looked a little calmer.
“What the …!” Scott cursed under his breath, as the car slowed down.
“I dinnae believe this,” he said, steering towards the side of the road.
“What’s wrong?” squeaked a scared voice from the back seat.
“We’ve lost all power. We have plenty of gas so that’s nae the problem.”
The car came to a complete stand still at the side of the road. It was not a good place to break down. He was going have to start the car quickly or get someone to come and get them. It was not good for anyone to be stranded in this city! Let alone a couple of westerners, especially when one was a woman.
“Stay lying doon. I’m going tae check the engine,” he said.
She did not say a word as Scott closed the door behind him. A few minutes later, he got back in the car and tried it again. The engine turned, but did not fire. It was as if they were out of gas, but he knew that wasn’t it. He looked underneath the car to see if the gas tank had sprung a leak. It was fine and to confirm it, he opened the gas cap and rocked the car. There was plenty. He could hear the gas sloshing inside. He knew it must be the fuel pump. There was nothing he could do to get it started, so he needed to call the office for help.
He reached for his cell phone, but it was not there. He got back inside the car, and checked the floor around the driver’s seat. He hadn’t dropped it, while he was driving.
“What’s wrong?” asked Britney.
“I’m pretty sure the fuel pump’s gone. I’m looking, but cannae find my phone tae call fer help.”
“Do you want to use mine?” she asked.
“Aye, we need tae call fer help fast. The longer we sit here the more danger we’re in.”
“Oh, shit! I left it charging in my office.”
She looked at him apologetically and her face started to lose color. He quickly checked again around the driver’s seat before deciding he must have dropped it when the blast shook the building. He remembered carrying it as he left the rec room after he called the office to let them know they were leaving. After the blast, he rushed to get to Britney and didn’t remember putting it back in his pocket. He must have dropped it then.
“It’s nae yer fault. We left in such a rush after the explosion. I dropped my phone too. It’s my fault. But, we can worry aboot that later. First thing we have tae do, is get oot of here. It’s too dangerous tae nae get moving.”
“Whatever you say. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it,” she said. Britney was scared and shaking, but trusted Scott.
“We’ll just head tae the hotel on foot. I know the way, but we’ll take back roads. We dinnae want the wrong people tae see us. It will be dark in an hoor, so we’ll be fine.”
The road was on the outskirts of the city. They moved across sandy wasteland before getting to the back streets of the city. It was hot and they only had one bottle of water. Even in an hour, when it was dark, the temperature would only drop into the 90’s. It was going to be an uncomfortable walk back, but there was no alternative.
“Stay close tae me. Do exactly as I tell yer and I’ll get yer back safely. I got yer into this mess and I’ll get yer oot of it.”

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Sunday, March 3, 2013

VBT ~ Angel Payne 'Saved by His Submissive'


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The W.I.L.D. Boys of Special Forces, Book One
By: Angel Payne
Release: February 26, 2013

Make way for the Warriors Intense in Love & Domination—the W.I.L.D. Boys of Special Forces!

These eight soldiers signed up for the Alpha Squad in more ways than one. They fight for their country with every drop of passion in their bodies, and they fight for their women even harder: with every ounce of commitment in their soul.

Book One:
GARRETT: The Fire Dom
Garrett Hawkins is the most valuable asset to his Special Forces unit—because frankly, the guy doesn’t care if he lives or dies anymore. Since the love of his life, Sage Weston, was kidnapped and killed with her medical unit a year ago, Garrett has turned the shell of his soul into the impenetrable armor of a finely-tuned fighting machine. Being the first tapped for the unit’s craziest missions is just fine by him. The less time for memories, and the agony they carve into his soul, the better.
It’s a plan that works—until one night, deep in the jungles of Thailand, Garrett’s world is upended when memories become reality. The unit is called to rescue a group of kidnapped aid workers, only the head count on the retrieval is unexpectedly doubled. Sage and her teammate, believed dead, are very much alive. Only now that Sage is back in his arms, Garrett doesn’t know what to do. He has changed in dramatic and daunting ways, especially in the darker tastes of his passion. If he touches Sage again, he’ll want to claim her, restrain her…dominate her.
Is Sage’s love strong enough to let Garrett back in not only as her fiancĂ©, but her Dominant? Can she trust that visiting the new shadows of his life will lead her to ecstasy and not ruin? Or can it be that Garrett’s discipline is exactly what her soul needs to find its way back to life—and love—once again?

Author Bio:

Well, hello there! My name is Angel, and I’m so happy to meet you.

Like many, I’ve had a journey to get here.

I’ve loved reading all my life, and have been writing nearly that long, too. I think it started when I penned an 80-page novel about a time-traveling family for a 5th-grade school project. You could say I was hooked. In middle school, I moved to the hardcore stuff: the paragraph-at-a-time “swap-stories” with all my besties. (C’mon…don’t lie…you remember those too!) Needless to say, the stories featured lots of French kissing, mindless groping and angsty drama – but I knew I’d found a niche when I was invited to participate in several more swap-stories on campus.

Some years, various entertainment writing gigs and a half-dozen historical romances later, I discovered the world of erotica – and home. (Not to mention a great place for all that angst I never gave up.)  I love this genre – change that to love this genre – and hope my stories speak to your heart as well as your blood pressure, as well as your courage to explore new things and express your truth in beautiful new ways.

And where do I do all this? Well, if you ask my hubz, he’d likely say “on another planet,” especially if I’m in story-brewing mode! The rest of the time, I live in Southern California with him and our gorgeous child, where I’m abnormally interested in travel, coffee, wine, shoes, super heroes, fetish wear, ridiculous pop culture trends – but most of all, hearing from fellow readers and erotica lovers like you!

Remember: play safe, love completely and never, ever be ashamed to live your truth.

Books I've Read and Enjoyed!

Nauti Boy
Reno's Chance: A Navy Seals Story
Rescue Me
Honk If You Love Real Men: Four Tales of Erotic Romance
Long Hard Ride
Wild Card
Dangerous Games
Hidden Agendas
Killer Secrets
Heat Seeker
Black Jack
Loving Lies
Cowgirl Up and Ride
Tied Up, Tied Down
Rough, Raw, and Ready
Rode Hard, Put Up Wet
Branded as Trouble
All Jacked Up

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