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Necromance Book Tour & Giveaway

Necromance
by Armand Rosamilia
Genre: Supernatural Horror 
 
My name is Cheri Rose Thorne. 
I spend my life hunting Vamps and Fiends and killing them, but my main
goal has always been to destroy my evil father while keeping my
sisters at bay.
Sex, drugs and rock and roll keep me going. Oh, and killing things.
This supernatural horror thriller will keep you turning the pages. I
promise.

The curtain parted a moment later and a very confused, very surprised, male entered. It was my mark, and I could see the excitement growing in his beige pants.

“Join us,” she moaned to him.

I didn’t say a word; I continued to enjoy myself as she continued to play with me without missing a beat and, although I never wavered in my touch, I was enthralled by him.

This was very dangerous ground, but I didn’t care. I’d gotten out of harder positions than this. Yes, pun intended.

He didn’t speak; he simply took his time stripping out of his suit while watching us.

She pulled her hand away from me and motioned for him to sit between us, but instead he knelt before me and glanced at her. She took that as her cue, and slid her hands under my ass and pulled off my thong.

He kept eye contact with me even when she began to kiss his chest and shoulders.

I’d been in a few threesomes in my life but this guy was dangerous, even distracted with two beautiful women wrapped around him.

I slipped off to the side of the couch and let the two of them go at it. I needed a moment and needed to focus on what needed to be done.

She stood next to us and put her hands on his arm, smiling. I wondered if he had anything left in him to pleasure her. I almost felt bad but I was feeling so good right now that I didn’t care.

The sudden change in her expression put me back on guard. She stiffened her hands on his body, keeping him in place before me with my legs still draped over him.

When the curtain parted and someone stepped inside, I knew I’d been tricked. The jerk from the bar, Michael, who wanted to buy me a drink and wouldn’t go away, stepped in, his hands glowing orange.

I pulled the guy, who I thought was the mark, closer with my legs and slid two concealed blades from my boots.

“You should’ve let me buy you a drink,” the real mark said. He was now cocky, unlike the jerk he’d acted like at the bar. He’d suckered me in by acting like a loser to get me to drop my guard. I had. I wouldn’t make the same mistake again, and I was done chatting. I opened my mouth to respond and he smiled.

Before Michael could dodge I’d planted both knives in his chest. He fell back and pulled the curtain down as he collapsed in a heap.

I unceremoniously pushed the spent guy away from me, gave the stripper a withering stare, which told her not to move, and stepped quickly to the prone man on the downed curtain.

I slid the blades, bloody, from his chest and tossed them aside.

His hands began to glow again. “I knew what you were the second you entered the club.” He glanced behind me as he stood. “It was easy to fool you into thinking that he was the one you were looking for.”

“And easy to lure him here, where you hoped I’d be in a compromising position to keep me busy. You should have shown up sooner, because I was already done.”

He laughed at that and raised his pulsing, glowing hands. He’s what we call a Fiend, and a fairly advanced one.

He also wasn’t a match for me or my speed. I knew the two blades wouldn’t affect him but I’d wanted to give myself some room.

Right before he decided to blast me, I dropped to the floor and yanked another, slimmer blade from my boot. This weapon, blessed eons ago, passed down from necromancer to necromancer and given to me by my father, had always served me well.

The blade pulsed in my hand and shot forth of its own volition, impaling him in the throat. I watched as his look went from triumph to shock and then pain. He dropped to the floor, but this time I knew it was over, his hands extinguished.

I turned back to the stripper and the guy and smiled. “Help me get rid of the body and I’ll pay for the hotel room.” I turned to her. “Do a good job and I’ll let you play extra hard.”

She smiled. “I fully intend to.”

 
 
Armand Rosamilia is a New Jersey boy currently living in sunny Florida,
where he writes when he’s not sleeping. He’s happily married to a
woman who helps his career and is supportive, which is all he ever
wanted in life… 

He’s written over 150 stories that are currently available, including
horror, zombies, contemporary fiction, thrillers and more. His goal
is to write a good story and not worry about genre labels.
He not only runs two successful podcasts…
Arm Cast: Dead Sexy Horror Podcast – interviewing fellow authors as well
as filmmakers, musicians, etc.
The Mando Method Podcast with co-host Chuck Buda – talking about writing
and publishing
But he owns the network they’re on, too! Project Entertainment
Network
He also loves to talk in third person… because he’s really that cool.
 
 
 
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Shadowchild & The Shady Corner Book Tour & Giveaway

Shadowchild
by Matthew Williams
Genre: Horror
 
In 1629 something visited the parish of Feckenham. The events that
followed were so terrifying that they never gained their place in the
history books.

Now in 2008, something seems to be wrong with Marie Watson’s young
children.
Her father won’t believe her and her mother is nearing the end of her
tether.
Marie feels utterly alone.
But is she?

Helen stormed into the office and glared at DCI Royal with accusing eyes, she went to speak but Royal got in first.

“One word Roberts and you’re off the case too!” he said with an icy cold stare right back at her. As the two of them locked eyes, three people, cut and bloodied, burst in through the door at the rear of the office. A man in his late forties leapt on to the back of the seated DCI Royal slamming his icy stare into the desk with an almighty crack. A woman in her early forties knocked DI Scott to the ground and ran at Helen. She braced herself and took hold of her upper arms as she was forced back against the wall. DI Scott shuffled back into the corner and hugged his legs while the struggle ensued. DCI Royal was a bloody mess, bleeding heavily from his face as the man continued to smash his head on the desk. The third person, a boy no older than ten was on all fours as he crawled towards DCI Royal. Helen saw the boy over the shoulder of her assailant as he tore flesh from Royal’s leg with his teeth.

“Do something Scott for fuck’s sake!” Helen screamed, “Danny!” she yelled as loud as she could, desperately hoping that he would hear her. Scott had drained to white and was huddled in a tight foetal ball with his eyes screwed shut, he was helping no one and failed to realise he’d be next. The woman snapped her teeth towards Helen’s face but she was able to push away hard enough to make her miss and turn her around so she was facing the wall. “Danny help me!” she yelled again, now only able to hear the child chewing flesh rather than see it; it wasn’t any less disgusting. Helen pushed the woman’s arm up her back and forced her to the ground; still she gnashed her teeth and struggled to twist over. Danny cracked her across the base of the head with his baton knocking her out cold.

“Thanks,” Helen panted, reaching for her cuffs to make sure she wasn’t getting free if she came to. DCI Royal was dead and as the boy chewed on the flesh from his leg, the man was tearing at his throat like a wild beast.

“Who the fuck are these people?” Danny asked rhetorically. He stepped towards the boy and cuffed him with ease; the boy snarled and drooled like a feral dog, the meat from his kill spilling from his jaws. Helen took the child and sat him next to the woman with her foot in his chest to keep him from getting up.

“Scott!” she shouted, he was whimpering pathetically and struggled to force open his eyes, which were full of terror. The man stood tall behind Royal’s slumped corpse, sucking the slivers of flesh into his mouth. “Have you got this Danny?” Helen asked seeing him edge out from behind the desk looking at her partner. Helen grabbed her radio, “Hal, Moran; get to the control room now!” she shouted into it.

“Hey Roberts, you’re early; you and lover boy having a tiff?” Moran joked.

“Cut the shit and get here Moran, DCI Royal’s just been eaten alive!” Danny span round and kicked the man square in the side of the head; he folded over sideways hitting his head into the desk and then flopped flat out on his back.

“Yeah I’ve got it,” he said, turning towards Helen. “You okay?” he asked.

“Better now thanks,” Danny searched the man for some id, he found his wallet and pulled out his driving license; he looked over at Helen.

“Sam Little, that’s the family I told you about; what the fuck happened to make them like this? I guess that’s Eve, and that’s Carl” he pointed at the others.

Hal and Moran ran into the office.

“What the fuck? I didn’t think you were serious, Jesus Christ!” Moran said seeing Royal slumped back with his throat torn open.

“Moran, keep it together and tie these three up properly will you; I’m gonna get some backup.” She stood back and stretched her leg while Moran and Hal took over restraining the boy. “And keep away from their mouths if you don’t want to end up like Royal.” she patted them both on their backs, “thanks.” Helen knelt down in front of DI Scott. “How quick can you get the armed response unit here sir?” DI Scott looked across at DCI Royal.

“Is he dead?” Scott whimpered and squirmed back in the corner crying.

“Yes he’s dead and you need to pull yourself together before we all are,” He just cried louder. “Scott!” Helen shouted, slapping him across the face, “you need to get the armed response unit here now!” He opened his eyes and Helen held his teary stare, “you need to step up and do this sir,” she said calmly; hoping to get through to him that way instead.

“Helen,” Moran wanted her attention, she looked up and he was gesturing towards the door as if to seek her advice; she seemed to have taken charge of the situation with her authoritative manner.

“Danny, get him out of here,” she saw a cameraman in the doorway filming the scene. Danny was on it already, noticing the man at the same time as Helen. He manhandled the cameraman out of the door and wrenched the camera from his grasp.

“Hey, you can’t do that!” he objected loudly. Danny proceeded to smash the camera on the floor. DI Scott had calmed quickly after realising the immediate threat had been quelled and he clambered to his feet.

“You can’t do that Curran,” suddenly he was trying to claw back his authority at the same time as sniffing backs his tears. Danny looked at him as he stamped the camera angrily.

“You want this shit on the news?” He gestured around the room, “you want videos of you cowering in the corner all over the internet do you?” The cameraman reached down and started grabbing pieces of his camera. “You get out, I won’t tell you again,” Danny said. Helen, Hal, and Moran all looked at him dagger eyed; the man left quickly, leaving his equipment behind.

“Are you sorting the armed response unit or am I?” Helen asked of DI Scott.

“I’m calling the chief of police; he’ll know what to do.”

“Just get us some backup sir, before any more crazies come through here.”

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Shady Corner
by Matthew Williams
Genre: Horror
 
A shady corner in life can be a dark and mysterious place, but in the
shady corners of the mind, the mystery and darkness know no
bounds!

In a struggle with his conscience and haunted by images of murder, David
is given a choice to right the wrongs of his past.
Can he cheat fate and avoid his future? Or is the evil that dwells within
him more than it seems?
Only one thing is certain . . .
Fate can be cruel, but true evil can be brutal!
 
 
 
 
 
Born in 1975, Matthew Williams has been a keen fan of the
horror/thriller/fantasy genres for as long as he can remember.
Whether it’s a film, a TV series, or a novel; he is drawn to all
the different aspects of these genres. Mainly it’s the complexities
and the mysteries that can be expressed with freedom and imagination
that he enjoys the most.

A fan of authors such as Stephen King, James Herbert, Dean Koontz,
Richard Layman – to name but a few!
A fan of TV shows such as Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, Breaking
Bad, American Horror Story – to name but a few!
A fan of films such as Saw, Seven, Eden Lake, The Descent, Quarantine,
Skeleton Key, The Sixth Sense – to name but a few!
Matthew now has a small body of work of his own with ‘The Shady Corner’
and ‘Shadowchild’ only the beginning of what he is determined to
grow into an extensive collection of horror/thriller fiction novels.
 
 
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Demon Rising Book Tour & Giveaway

Demon Rising
by DeAnna Browne
Genre: Adult Urban Fantasy
 
Some sacrifices cost more than death…
Thirty years ago, dark magicians unleashed new power on the earth fueled by
demons. Governments toppled, millions died and magicians ended up on
top of the food chain.
Twenty-four-year-old Becca survives these dangerous times by relying on her wits,
her fists, and the limited goodwill of her boss, a local crime lord. When
news comes of a fire back home and the family she left behind dead,
she realizes her dark past has finally caught up to her.
On the hunt for her missing sister, she must rely on Darion, a
treacherous ex-boyfriend with ties to the local coven for back-up.
Problem is he’s a pyromancer that can’t be trusted, especially
with her heart. Will she escape the sticky web of treachery and
deceit with her sister and her heart, or will she sacrifice it all to
save another?
Becca’s forced to navigate a dangerous web of deceit and must decide what
she’s willing to sacrifice to save her sister.
An enthralling new voice gives us a magical world where love leads to dark
decisions.” ~ Jami Gray, award winning author
“…extremely well written, filled with wonderful characters, strange happenings,
and face paced action. I, for one, found it very hard to put down. I
can’t wait for the next book in the series.”
~Taylor Jones, reviewer

The tattoo on Becca’s neck prickled as she walked the crowded path to work. Searching for the possible source of magic, she continued forward, with coffee in one hand and the other resting by the knife at her waist.

She moved amid a throng of people, shuffling along the worn walkways. Heavy clouds were scattered across the sky, while dilapidated buildings surrounded them, a haunting reminder of what once was. A young man pushed past Becca, dressed in blue coveralls. He must be heading to the line. The tattoo on Becca’s neck prickled as she walked the crowded path to work. Searching for the possible source of magic, she continued forward, with coffee in one hand and the other resting by the knife at her waist.

The warehouse traveled up twenty stories high, the tallest building in town with a large fountain in front. It must have once been a beauty. Now the fountain, covered in graffiti, ran dry and the boarded up windows could barely keep the wind out.

A familiar, lanky guard stood watch on the side of the road. Could he have been the source of the magic warming her tattoo? He scanned the crowd with a demon dog at his side, a German shepherd with unnaturally large black eyes.

Turning forward, she let her dark hair fall into her face, not wanting to draw his attention. She stepped past the guard undisturbed. She could handle herself with the guards, but her boss, Nikko, constantly nagged her about keeping a low profile.

The crowds pressed together, and a large man knocked into Becca’s side, tripping her. She stumbled, spilling the remains of her coffee all over her black jeans. Someone swore as the crowd surged forward, and she stepped to the side.

At five-foot-five, she was on the small side, but strong enough to cause pain and scrappy enough to avoid it when she could. The crowds weren’t her problem, though. That would be the presence behind her, causing her tattoo to burn.

 
 
DeAnna Browne graduated from Arizona State University with her BS in
Psychology. She finds it helps to corral those voices in her mind and
put them to paper. Her debut novel, A DEMON RISING, came out in
August 2017 with Black Opal Books and book two in the series, UNHOLY
SUNDERING, is due out 2018. An avid reader and writer, she has a soft
spot for fantasy with a touch of romance. Despite her love for food
and traveling, she always finds her way back to Phoenix, Arizona with
her husband, children, and pet dog.
 
 
 
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Kate Dawson Thrillers Book Tour & Giveaway

Intimate Bondage
Kate Dawson Thrillers Book #1
by John L. Flynn
Genre: Mystery, Crime Thriller
 
Someone has a fetish for murder.

Detective Kate Dawson is willing to go undercover to catch
a serial killer.
But this time, undercover may be exactly what the killer wants.
A rich, politically connected CEO dies in his private dungeon on a
foggy San Fran night–beaten and castrated by a mysterious sex worker
he hired. Detective Kate Dawson and her partner are assigned the
case. Their only lead is a provocative email from “Crystal Rose”
and an IP address at the University of San Francisco.
Before long, Kate’s on the trail of a serial killer who uses the seedy
underworld of porn shops, Internet sex sites, and S&M clubs to
target victims. She knows the only way to catch the killer is to
become part of that world.
John Flynn is the Hugo-nominated author of multiple non-fiction titles
including Cinematic Vampires: The Living Dead on Film and War of the
Worlds: From Wells to Spielberg.
In 1997, John switched gears from writing and literature to study
psychology, and earned a degree as a clinical psychologist. Today,
John lives in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, and is a dean at Broward
College. Intimate Bondage is his first published novel in the Kate
Dawson series.
 
 
Architects of Armageddon
Kate Dawson Thrillers #2
 
Someone is hell-bent on world destruction…
Inspector Kate Dawson is called to investigate a mass murder; a call that will
change her life, and possibly the whole world—forever.


Certain parents have been directed to put their children to death. They
believe they are the Chosen Ones, destined by God to inherit the
Earth. The charismatic leader of End Times Ministries, whose grand
plan includes stoking the fires of Armageddon, has ordered
parishioners to close ranks and prepare for a holy war.
Kate Dawson knows this is not God’s will, but that of a dangerous,
diabolical mind that controls the lives of his people. “They plan
to start a war!”
Nearly a million people live in the San Francisco Bay area,” Senator
Santiago said.
That’s a lot of lives that would be lost, but nowhere near the hundreds of
millions of lives lost in a global war, and the starvation, and
sickness, and disease that follows.”
So, you’re saying, the Doomsday clock is ticking?” Kate asked,
already sensing the answer.
It’s five minutes to midnight . . .”

 

Katewould have been the first one to confess that she didn’t know a
whole lot about politics and religion—but she did know there was a
group of fanatics out there who were determined to move the hands of
the clock closer to midnight, and it was her duty to stop them.
 
 
Murder on Air Force One
Kate Dawson Thrillers #3
 
Murder on Air Force One When Inspector Kate Dawson is called in the wee
hours of the morning, little did she know what would be waiting for
her on the tarmac of San Francisco International Airport. Air Force
One has landed with a corpse in the lavatory—Madame President and
the First Man were on board with a slew of reporters and other
presidential personnel. It seems someone enjoyed kinky foreplay, like
having their oxygen supply limited, a gasper. It just went too far…or
did someone else take advantage and finish her off? International
politics, conspiracies, affairs, cover-ups, and all involving the
First Family…
 
 
 

COMING SOON!

 
Terror at G-20
Kate Dawson Thrillers #4
 
Terror at G-20 (Fall 2017) by John L. Flynn is the fourth book in The
Kate Dawson Thrillers. Someone has a fetish for the Asian sex
trade… From what begins as the simple murder of a sex worker,
Inspector Kate Dawson follows the clues to human trafficking and
ultimately the Asian sex trade. Then, as the date of the G-20 Summit
in San Francisco draws closer, Dawson struggles to connect the lives
of five Asian women, who have presumably disappeared in Chinatown,
with that of a mad North Korean Generals master plan of bringing
about economic chaos in the West and his nuclear submarine playing
hide-and-go-seek with fishermen in the Bay. As world leaders and
economists converge on the annual summit, Dawson must prevent terror
from breaking out at the G-20.
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Dr. John L. Flynn is a three-time Hugo-nominated author, psychologist, and college dean. Born in Chicago, Illinois, he earned a Bachelor’s and Master’s Degree from the University of South Florida and a Ph.D. from Southern California University. He is a member of the Science Fiction Writers of America, and he has written sixteen books, many short stories, articles, reviews, and two screenplays. In 1977, he received the M. Carolyn Parker award for outstanding freelance writing, and has been a regular contributor and columnist to dozens of science fiction magazines, including Starlog, Not of This Earth, Sci-Fi Universe, Cinescape, Retrovision, Media History Digest, SFTV, SF Movieland, Monsterland, Enterprise, Nexxus, The Annapolis Review, and Collector’s Corner. He sold his first book,Future Threads, in 1985. He has subsequently had ten other books published about film, including Cinematic Vampires (1992), Phantoms of the Opera (1993), The Films of Arnold Schwarzenegger (1993), Dissecting Aliens (1995), War of the Worlds: From Wells to Spielberg (2005), Future Prime: The Top Ten Science Fiction Films (2006) (with Bob Blackwood), 75 Years of Universal Monsters (2006), 50 Years of Hammer Horror (2006),101 Superheroes of the Silver Screen (2007), and 2001: Beyond the Infinite (2008). Brickhouse Books published Visions in Light and Shadow, a collection of John’s short stories, in 2001, and Galactic Books published his first novel, The Jovian Dilemma, in 2006. His first screenplay, which is based on The Jovian Dilemma, was a finalist in the 2003 Screenplay Festival, and was optioned for a brief time by a New York-based production company. His most recent screenplay is the erotic thriller Intimate Bondage, which John has developed into the novel published by BelleBridge Books. He has since written two follow-up books in the Kate Dawson thriller series, including Architects of Armageddon, published by W & B Publishers in 2017.

From a very early age, John demonstrated a keen interest in movies and science fiction. He made his first single-reel films with a Super-8mm camera; of course, he also designed all the sets, made all the costumes, and wrote all the scripts. When he went to college at age 17, he studied writing and theater. John received his Bachelor’s and Master’s Degrees from the University of South Florida and Ph.D. from Southern California University. In 1979, he directed his first stage play, Neil Simon’s “The Odd Couple,” for the Patapsco Players. One year later, he not only directed but also designed the set and costumes for Stephen Sondheim’s “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum” for a local community theater. His set and costume designs were singled out for recognition by the local media, and earned him notoriety as a theatrical designer. From 1980 to 1987, he honed his skills as a costume designer, and after winning numerous national and international competitions, he earned the title of Master Costumer.

In 1995, John switched gears to study psychology, and earned a degree as a clinical psychologist. His study, The Etiology of Sexual Addiction: Childhood Trauma as a Primary Determinant (1997), has broken new ground in the diagnosis and treatment of sexual addiction.

He returned to professional writing in 1992, and earned the first of his three Hugo Award nominations, ten years later, in 2002. The prestigious Hugo Award is the Science Fiction Achievement Award which is given for excellence in the field of science fiction writing and the arts. Dr. Flynn received two additional Hugo nominations in 2003 and 2004. His notoriety in the field of science fiction has provided John with many wonderful opportunities. He has appeared on television (including the Sci-Fi Channel and Russia’s RTR Television), was featured in the documentary “Finding the Future” (2004), has spoken on the radio, and been a guest at national conferences. With fellow author and academic Bob Blackwood, he founded The Film Doctors in 2004. The Film Doctors are academics who promote science fiction films in mainstream popular culture. Their first collaboration produced Future Prime: The Top Ten Science Fiction Films” (2006). Today, Dr. Flynn makes his home in Lake Worth, Florida. He also labors to promote the work of new and emerging science fiction writers through L. Ron Hubbard’s Writers of the Future contest.

 
 
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Heart of Time Book Tour & Giveaway

Heart of Time
Ruined Heart, Book 1
by Sky MacKinnon
Genre: Fantasy, Lesbian Romance
For Eona, manipulating time is second
nature. It gives her an edge in her dramatic circus performances, but
it also separates her from the other artists in her troupe. She has
always known that her unique kind of magic could make her a target,
but she couldn’t have prepared for being kidnapped, manipulated and
imprisoned by a megalomaniac sorcerer.
In order to figure out what he wants
from her, she needs to explore her own magic, the bond she feels with
a mythical creature, and the feelings she has for a certain beautiful
elven woman.
There are about twenty illustrations
in the book, drawn by artists from all over the world.

“A peryton! Of all the magical beasts there are, this is the most elusive, the most mythical of them all! I didn’t think they existed! There are a few legends and tales, conflicting and inconsistent, yet they tell of a beast combining the physical features of a stag and a bird. Never did I think that this bird might be an elvedritsch!”

Lassadar’s voice was full of awe and wonder. Inside, I agreed with him. The little thing was astonishing.

At the sound of Lassadar’s voice, he opened his big eyes and looked up at us. First, he turned his head to the man opposite of me, then he shook his head slightly and turned to me. The huge brown eyes looked straight at me. I stared back. I saw an intelligence waiting behind those watery pupils. This peryton was not simply a beast like any other. It was more than that, though I could not say what brought me to that conclusion.

His look was firm and steady, and when I cautiously smiled at him, he inclined his head.

Hello.

Skye MacKinnon is a bestselling author
who tells stories about science for a living – but at night she
writes fiction, mainly fantasy. When she’s not writing, she’s out and
about with her camera, or spends time with mythical creatures and the
odd vampire living in her kindle. Usually, there’s tea and cake
involved.
She lives in Scotland with her two
overly spoilt house rabbits and a few hundred self-obsessed
characters constantly asking her to tell their stories. One day she
will. Promise.
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The Ydron Saga Book Tour & Giveaway

Awakening
The Ydron Saga Book 1
by Raymond Bolton
Genre: Paranormal Epic Fantasy
 
How does a world equipped with bows, arrows and catapults, where steam
power is just beginning to replace horses and sailing ships, avert a
conquest from beyond the stars? Prince Regilius has been engineered
to combat the Dalthin, a predatory alien species that enslaves worlds
telepathically, and to do so he must unite his people. But when his
mother murders his father, the land descends into chaos and his task
may prove impossible. Faced with slaying the one who gave him life in
order to protect his world, he seeks a better way. Set in a vast and
varied land where telepaths and those with unusual mental abilities
tip the course of events, Awakening goes to the heart of family,
friendship and betrayal.
 
 
Thought Gazer
The Ydron Saga Book 2
 
Everyone who touches you transforms you, if only a little. But if you enter
their minds, think what they have thought, in effect do what they
have done, how complete will that transformation be?


If he had been born an ordinary man, his family would be safe–safe as
anyone can be in a land torn apart by war. It is his singular gift,
however, that causes his wife and children to be imprisoned and held
hostage and him to be used as a tool. Caught up in a struggle between
opposing warlords and refusing to play the game, Peniff elects to
take the moral high road. This is the story of a man, in all other
ways ordinary, rising above his fears to do what he must. Can he free
his family before his betrayal comes to light? Moreover, what will he
become before his journey is over?

To say Harad was relentless is to understate the rage that drove him. He had pushed his party mercilessly until eventually, one of the horses, driven to exhaustion, fell and refused to rise. When Harad began flogging it, Peniff tore his leash from Kord’s grasp, strode up to Harad and grabbed him by the wrist, arresting the whip at the top of its arc. Harad turned to glare.

You will kill it and still it will not rise.” In a soft, but deliberate tone, Peniff went on. “In fact, if you continue to deny the other horses rest or sleep, you will kill them all. Then what? Do you expect us to walk all the way to danHsar?”

Harad’s face became a mask of hate, but Peniff persisted.

Even now, the man and the woman are entering the prison. Do you expect that somehow they will run away and evade us? I promise you, they will not escape any time soon. Look at your men. Even should we stumble on the pair in the next minute, they would be too exhausted to act.”

Harad was breathing heavily, but he opened the fist he had formed with his free hand and lowered it.

We all want the same thing,” said Peniff. “Even this poor, dumb creature wishes to rise and avoid your wrath, but it cannot. Look at its eyes. They are filled with terror, but the animal is spent. It can do no more and neither can we.”

Harad could not deny the truth. The horse’s chest heaved, its mouth frothed and the whites of its eyes showed how deeply it feared the next strike of the lash.

Very well, Thought Gazer,” Harad said as he looked from the horse to his men. “We will rest, even sleep if you like, but not one minute past Jadon’s rising. I intend to arrive at the city’s gate tomorrow.”

And this poor beast will carry you there, if you but allow it to sleep the night, then feed and water it in the morning.”

As the two stood staring, it was hard to say who was in charge: the one with the whip, or the one with the collar around his neck.

There are some things even you cannot simply will into being,” said Peniff.

Harad stared a moment longer, then threw the whip to the ground.

 
 
Foretellers
The Ydron Saga Book 3
 
In a world facing two divergent futures—eventual freedom or complete
domination—too many unmade decisions cloud the yet-to-be. Those who
can see even a tiny portion of the inevitable wield great power.

In this world where young and old, rich or poor, are at the mercy of
armed marauders and the armies of the powerful, a warlord’s wrath
forces a mother and daughter to flee for their lives. Despite being
prescient, they cannot foresee all that lies ahead. Quickly
separated, their every effort centers around reunion and survival.
Without losing sight of these goals, one of them foresees that, if
she travels to the conflict’s center and lends support to one of
the two major powers, she has the ability to influence the final
outcome.
Foretellers, the third volume of The Ydron Saga, is the second
book of Awakening’s prequel trilogy.
 
 
Triad
The Ydron Saga Book 3
 
Heroic battles are not always won by the mighty. There are times when even
the least likely among us play decisive rolls. Less able physically
than anyone he knows, but paranormally unique, Bardik is recruited by
a pair of psychics in the hope that, by combining his talent with
theirs, they can turn looming defeat into victory.

In this, the concluding chapter to The Ydron Saga, a young man who has
lost the use of his legs—someone whom earthly culture labels
paraplegic—agrees to lend his telekinetic talents to the effort to
bring down a tyrannical warlord.
 
 
 
Raymond Bolton lives near Portland, Oregon with his wife, Toni, and their two
cats, Georgie & Sophia.


Regarding his debut novel, Awakening, multiple Hugo and Nebula Award-winning
author, Mike Resnick says, “In Awakening, Raymond Bolton presents
us with an intricate and interesting problem, characters you care
for, aliens who are alien, and a carefully-thought-out future.”

 

Matthew J. Pallamary, author of Land Without Evil and Spirit Matters said,
“Raymond Bolton’s genre shattering Awakening is a skillfully
woven hybrid of science fiction and fantasy that brings cultural
conflict to a whole new, thoroughly believable level that goes
straight to the heart of what really matters.”

 

International award-winning author of the Daimones Trilogy, Massimo Marino,
endorsed Awakening, saying, “Bolton navigates through the plot
lines and the mixed genres (Science Fiction but not exactly, Fantasy
but not entirely, Paranormal but not completely) with the clear
gesture of the conductor of a large orchestra. A new voice and author
who is bound to grow a faithful readership.”

 

Finally, Britain’s BookViral.com states, “it’s a grand debut. An
ambitious and well considered SF crossover [that] breathes
originality into the genre.”

 

Raymond’s goal is to craft gripping stories about the human condition, whether
they are set here or another world. He has written award-winning
poetry and four novels. Awakening, an epic, was released in January,
2014, and Thought Gazer, an adventure and first volume of a prequel
trilogy, was released on January 1, 2015. The third in the series,
Foretellers, came out on March 1 , 2016. The trilogy’s conclusion,
entitled Triad, aired January 1, 2017. Awakening was recently
translated into Spanish and was released as El despertar – La saga
de Ydron on July 1, 2015. Amazon has already listed El despertar as
the Number One New Release in Ciencia Ficción.
 
 
 
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Survival Game Book Tour & Giveaway

Survival Game
Men of London Book 9
by Susan Mac Nicol
Genre: M/M Romance
 
HANDLE… 

Kyle Tripper has led an interesting life. Currently the manager of
London’s famous Club Delish, he used to be a croupier extraordinaire
in Las Vegas. But not everything in that life was so glamorous; his
ex was a piece of work. Now gun-shy, Kyle hopes there is someone
special out there for him, and secretly wishes it’s luscious
paramedic, Eric Kirby.
WITH CARE
Every day Eric Kirby goes through the motions. Yeah, he saves lives, and,
sure, he makes a difference, but he doesn’t feel it anymore – not
since he lost his one true. But, when he meets wild, flamboyant Kyle
Tripper and learns there’s a skittish, apprehensive man beneath the
bold façade, the best of Eric’s protective nature kicks in and opens
his heart to a new love.
 
 

Around ten that night, Eric walked into Club Delish to find it in full swing. He grinned wryly. Life carried on regardless of the owner being in hospital.

Determined to find Kyle, Eric manoeuvred through the writhing throng of half-naked, sweaty bodies, pouting drag queens, and men in various stages of grinding and sex play on the dance floor. He had a feeling he knew where to look.

Sure enough, Kyle was in Ryan’s office, standing with arms folded across his chest as he stared out of the large observation window down at the mass below. Eric couldn’t help but notice the strain of Kyle’s shirt across his shoulders, sleeves rolled up the elbows. His pert arse filled out his well-fitting trousers, one foot tapping to the faint strains of the music floating up from below. His hair colour had changed once again since Eric had seen him last. It was still a deep dark purple but now featured lilac streaks at the tips, and artful splashes that looked casually painted in.

Eric knocked and cleared his throat, announcing himself, knowing Kyle was skittish. Startling the man was the last thing he wanted.

Kyle?” He waited as Kyle turned swiftly and a look of relief passed over his face when he saw it was Eric.

Hi. What are you doing here?” Kyle moved away from the window and smiled softly. “Can’t keep away, huh?”

Eric walked into the room and laid his jacket on the chair. “I wanted to see how you were doing. And find out if there was any news about Ryan. I imagine things have been a little chaotic here today.”

Kyle waved a black fingernail-tipped hand. He had long fingers, and Eric had seen their dexterity first-hand when Kyle had done his card tricks. A fleeting flash of lust passed through Eric as he wondered what those fingers would feel like milking his cock.

 
 
Sue writes steamy, sexy and fun contemporary gay romance stories, some
suspenseful, some gritty and dark, and others just plain ahhhh….


Lover  of angst and conflict, she enjoys putting her characters through the
emotional wringer and bringing them out the other side with an HEA or
at the very least, a HFN.
Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and also of the
Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. She’s also Editor in
Chief at http://www.divinemagazine.biz, an online LGBTQ e-zine, and
she’s a Charity Board trustee at http://www.beingmecampaign.com in
London.
She’s passionate about research for her books and has stayed in a circus,
taken lessons from a blind person on how it feels to be non-sighted,
and travelled to a lighthouse with the maintenance crew to see first-hand
what it’s like inside. She’s also written a screenplay with
Hollywood actor and heart-throb Nicholas Downs, with a view to taking
her latest release, Sight Unseen, to the big screen.
Connect with Sue
 
 
 
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Spellsinger Book Tour & Giveaway

The Last Lullaby
The Spellsinger Book 1
by Amy Sumida
Genre: Fantasy Romance
 
Beneath your world lies another, a world of magic, monsters, and immortals.
I am the rarest of these; a spellsinger, able to weave music into
magic. With the right words, and for the right price, I can do
anything. Now a fairy duke has come to hire me, promising me a
fortune in exchange for one man’s life. But this man is a king, one
of the most powerful Shining Ones in existence. I could kill him with
a song or things could go horribly wrong. Hopefully, this job isn’t
my last lullaby.
 
 
 
A Symphony of Sirens
The Spellsinger Book 2
 

To sing with your heart you must first learn to listen. Sirens are some of the most dangerous denizens of the Beneath. So when they start going missing, it’s assumed that a supremely powerful being is behind the disappearances. But who and why? As Elaria struggles to find answers to the siren situation, even more questions arise.
Questions like: what kind of magic did the witch relic leave within her? And: what should she do about the three men who have become so important to her? One is her past, one: her present, and the third wants nothing more than to be her future. Can she find the solution in time to save her family? Or will love turn her symphony sour?

**On Sale for ½ price!!**

 
Amy Sumida is the
Internationally Acclaimed author of the Award-Winning Godhunter
Series, the fantasy paranormal Twilight Court Series, the Beyond the
Godhunter Series, the music-oriented paranormal Spellsinger Series,
and several short stories. Her books have been translated into
several languages, have made it to the top sellers list on Amazon
numerous times and the first book in her Spellsinger Series won a
publishing contract with Kindle Press.
She was born and raised in
Hawaii, and brings her unique island perspective to all of her books.
She doesn’t believe in using pen names, saving the fiction for her
stories. She’s known for her kick-ass heroines who always have a
witty comeback handy, and her strong, supporting male characters who
manage to be sensitive and alpha all at once.
All she’s ever
wanted to do, since she was a little girl, was to write novels. To be
able to do so for a living is a blessing which she wakes up thankful
for every day. Beyond her books, she enjoys collecting toys, to keep
herself young, and cats, to keep herself loved.
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Once a Rebel Book Tour & Giveaway

Once a Rebel
by Mary Jo Putney
Genre: Historical Romance
“Putney’s endearing characters and warm-hearted stories never fail to inspire
and delight.”
 —Sabrina Jeffries
A Rogue Redeemed
As Washington burns,
Callista Brooke is trapped in the battle between her native England
and her adopted homeland. She is on the verge of losing everything,
including her life, when a handsome Englishman cuts through the
violent crowd to claim that she is his. Callie falls into her
protector’s arms, recognizing that he is no stranger, but the boy
she’d once loved, a lifetime ago.
Lord George Gordon
Audley had been Callie’s best friend, and it was to Gordon she
turned in desperation to avoid a loathsome arranged marriage. But the
repercussions of his gallant attempt to rescue her sent Callie
packing to Jamaica, and Gordon on a one way trip to the penal colony
of Australia.
Against all odds,
Gordon survived. Finding Callie is like reclaiming his tarnished
soul, and once again he vows to do whatever is necessary to protect
her and those she loves. But the innocent friendship they shared as
children has become a dangerous passion that may save or destroy them
when they challenge the aristocratic society that exiled them both….

Washington, DC

August 20, 1814

Callie brushed a lock of damp hair from her eyes, then dried her fingers on a towel before she returned to pinning delicate silk. Like its namesake, the rebellious General Washington, this young capital city was fresh and exciting in comparison to her Lancashire home, but the hot and humid summer had her wishing wistfully for the soft, cool summers of her childhood. She tucked another pin into the gown she was altering for Mrs. Gerard, one of her best customers. The wife of a high official in President Madison’s cabinet, Mrs. Gerard accepted a clean linen handkerchief from Sarah, Callie’s housekeeper, cook, assistant, and friend.

After murmuring thanks, Mrs. Gerard said soberly, “We’ve decided to move to our country house for the rest of the summer. It will be safer there, and we’ll get away from the heat and illness of this malaria-infested swamp.”

Washington was famous for its unhealthy climate, but not everyone had a country house to escape the summer heat. Callie said, “The Royal Navy has been plundering the Chesapeake Bay for over a year. What does Mr. Gerard think will happen now?”

“Since Napoleon’s abdication has released British Army troops to come here, the cities around the bay are in danger of land invasion. If troops are landed on the Patuxent River, they can march to Washington, Annapolis, or Baltimore.”

Similar thoughts had been keeping Callie awake at night. Luckily, her customers kept her better informed than the news sheets. “Wouldn’t Baltimore be the most likely target because of its shipping and privateers? They say the Royal Navy admirals call Baltimore ‘that nest of pirates.’ ”

“Yes, and justly so,” Mrs. Gerard agreed. “But I wish this war was over.”

“So do I!” Callie accidentally stabbed her finger with a pin. “I’ve never seen the point of it.”

Before Mrs. Gerard could reply, the door to the dress shop flew open. Callie’s fourteen-year-old stepson, Trey, his black curls rioting around his face, burst into the salon. “The British have landed over on the Patuxent!”

Everyone in the parlor froze. “Speak of the devil,” Mrs. Gerard muttered, turning pale. “And here they are.”

Callie clamped down on her fear. Trey had an enthusiastic interest in the war, but he wasn’t prone to spreading wild rumors. “Where did you hear this?”

“An army scout just brought the news to President Madison!” Trey said excitedly. “Now the scout is at a tavern telling everyone.”

She had a chilling certainty that the British would attack Washington. Baltimore was a more valuable target, but also much more difficult. Capturing the American capital would be easier, and it would crush and humiliate the fragile new republic.

The fitting session ended more quickly than usual so Mrs. Gerard could hasten home. Wanting to preserve normalcy for as long as possible, Callie said to Trey and his sister, Molly, “Shall we make a lemon ice for supper? We’ll need lemons. Run down to the market, if you would. Molly, try to keep Trey out of trouble!”

Sixteen-year-old Molly laughed. “I don’t think that’s possible, but I’ll do my best.”

The ice house Callie had had dug behind her home had proved a godsend in this climate. There had been an ice house at her English home, but not the heat that made ices so particularly wonderful here.

Callie waited until the children were gone before turning to Sarah. A handsome woman in her fifties, Sarah Adams and her husband Joshua had been house slaves at the Jamaica plantation of Callie’s husband, Matthew Newell. When Callie had fled the island with the children, she’d asked the couple if they wanted to come with her. When they said yes, she’d freed them immediately. Now Sarah and Joshua were as much family as her two stepchildren; a better family than the one she’d grown up with.

“What should we do, Miss Callista?” Sarah said. “Reckon Mrs. Gerard is right that the British soldiers will march on Baltimore?”

Callie worried her lip as she wondered how best to keep her family safe. “My instincts say they’ll head for Washington.”

“Your instincts have always been good. So what do we do now?”

Callie drew a deep breath. “Leave the city. Start packing the necessities for the children and you and Joshua so that you can be off tomorrow morning.”

“Where would we go? West into the countryside?” Sarah asked doubtfully.

“To Baltimore,” Callie said. “The city is much larger than Washington and better defended. There’s also a place for you to stay there. Mr. Newell owned a warehouse and he left it to me. The living quarters on the upper floor are rather primitive, but they’ll do until you can come home.”

Sarah frowned. “You talked about ‘us’ going. Won’t you be with us?”

Callie shook her head. “All my worldly goods are here, and if the house is destroyed, we’ll be in dire straits. Since I’m English born, I should be able to talk the British troops into sparing this house.”

Sarah gasped. “It’s too dangerous for you to stay here alone!”

“Other women will be staying in the city to protect their homes. British soldiers aren’t monsters, Sarah. They have orders not to hurt unarmed civilians. Even the horrible Admiral Cockburn, who’s been raiding up and down the bay since last year, only destroys property and militiamen, not women and children.”

“Joshua should stay with you,” Sarah said firmly.

“The children need you both.” Callie smiled as if she wasn’t half sick with fear. “Remember that Mr. Newell taught me how to use a gun, just in case. I can drive off looters if need be.”

Since Sarah’s frown didn’t abate, Callie said, “Maybe my intuition is wrong and the British Army won’t come close to Washington. Perhaps the fact that we’re preparing to evacuate will guarantee that evacuation is unnecessary.”

Sarah snorted. “The world doesn’t work that way! I’ll start on the packing.”

After her friend left the room, Callie drifted around the high-ceilinged drawing room that she’d transformed into a fashionable salon. Most of the furnishings were secondhand, but elegant. A handsome oriental screen in one corner provided privacy for ladies to change their garments. Joshua had built shelves along one wall to hold the tools of Callie’s trade: pattern books and lengths of fabric and boxes of buttons and trimmings.

Callie skimmed her fingertips over laces and ribbons, scooped up a handful of buttons and let them trickle through her fingers. She’d worked hard to build this business and this life, and it might be swept away through no fault of her own. Life wasn’t fair, a painful fact she’d learned as a girl.

She paused at a window and gazed out at the street in front of her home. One of the principal thoroughfares of the city, it ran all the way to the Capitol, a grand building designed to show the world that the United States was a nation to be reckoned with. If the British invaded the city, they might march down this very road.

Growing up as the daughter of a baron in England, she had never imagined this life she lived. Everything that happened had been her fault, of course. If she’d been better behaved, less rebellious, her father wouldn’t have forced her into marriage with a stranger. She wouldn’t have run off with her dearest friend, and he wouldn’t have ended up dying on a prison ship on the long voyage to New South Wales.

Of all the mistakes she’d made, causing Richard’s death was the one that weighed most heavily. He’d been as much a rebel as Callie, and they’d had enormous fun acting out different roles, like scenes from a play. Pirates and maidens. Greek and Amazon warriors. Athena and Mars—and sometimes they’d switched roles, with her being the lord and he the lady, and they’d end up rolling around in the grass laughing until their stomachs hurt. Ah, Richard . . .

She cut off the thought, knowing how futile her regrets were. If she hadn’t run to him for help, or accepted his suggestion that they elope together, he’d be alive now. Or at least, he wouldn’t have died as a direct result of her actions. Once he became old enough to escape his father’s control, he would have found his way to a happier life. He had strength and wit and more kindness than he showed to the world.

He should have lived to become happy. Instead, his bones rested on a distant ocean floor.

Mary Jo Putney is
New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author who has written over 50 novels and novellas. A ten-time
finalist for the Romance Writers of America RITA, she has won the
honor twice and is on the RWA Honor Roll for bestselling authors. She
has been awarded two Romantic Times Career Achievement Awards, four
NJRW Golden Leaf awards, plus the NJRW career achievement award for
historical romance. Though most of her books have been historical
romance, she has also published contemporary romances, historical
fantasy, and young adult paranormal historicals.
Mary Jo Putney,
Jo Beverley, Joanna Bourne, Patricia Rice, Nicola Cornick, Cara
Elliott, Anne Gracie, Susan King
 are the ladies otherwise
known as the Word Wenches. These eight authors have written a
combined 231 novels and 74 novellas. They’ve won awards such as the
RITAS, RT Lifetime Achievement award, RT Living Legend, and RT
Reviewers Choice award. Several of them are regulars on the New
York Times
 and USA Today bestseller lists.
 
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Interviewing for Her Lover Book Tour & Giveaway

 
Interviewing For Her Lover:
Six Nights of Sin (Book 1)
By Ellis Day
Genre: Erotic Romance
 
This is erotica with love. So, it’s only intended for those eighteen and
older.


Sarah wants a lover, but she wants one on her terms. She doesn’t have
time to date and picking a guy up at a bar is not only dangerous but
it doesn’t guarantee he’ll let her act out her fantasies. When
she hears about La Petite Morte Club—a place for willing males and
females to meet with rules and contracts so that all parties leave
satisfied—she knows it’ll be perfect.
She signs up with the club and starts the process of finding the man
who’ll be her lover for six nights. Six nights of fantasy—his and
hers. Six nights of sex and then they’re done. Simple,
uncomplicated and fun, but she doesn’t count on Nick’s ability to
make her desire everything he has to offer and more.
Warning:
This series has hot, steamy, sometimes kinky sex and is meant for
mature readers only (18 and older).

 

Interview with the Author
Q. – So, why should someone read the Six Nights Of Sin
series?
Because it’s hot – really, really hot and it’s well written.
The story is kinky and erotic but at the core is love. The two main
characters must journey to find that love but it’s there waiting
for them if they’re willing to take a chance. For Sarah, this is
her second chance and perhaps her last if she doesn’t discover how
to move on from the past.
This series also has a rich, alpha male and who doesn’t love to read
about handsome, billionaires with hearts of gold? I know I love
reading these kinds of books and writing them. I truly believe that
one of the cornerstones of a great relationship is fabulous sex and
my books have that and more.
On top of all those reasons, you’ll get your first glimpse into La
Petite Morte Club—a sex club where almost anything goes as long as
the participants are willing. There will be at least four additional
series surrounding this club and possibly more, depending on what
characters pop out of the woodwork as we wander deeper into the club
and its activities.

 

Q. – Who should read the Six Nights Of Sin series?
These books are packed full of kinky, explicit sex with some bondage, bdsm
and submission scenes. So, they’re meant for mature readers of 18
years and older. I don’t gloss over the emotions or the actions.
It’s all there in hot, graphic detail, so get your glass of wine
and a fan, and enjoy Sarah and Nick’s adventure. Anyone college age
and older who likes contemporary romance, new adult and erotic should
love this series.

Sarah opened the door and walked into the room, trying to stay balanced on these stupid heels. Men wouldn’t find them so attractive if they had to wear them. The room was dark except for one light highlighting a small platform. That was for her. She stepped up onto the small stage. The room was silent but they were there, above her, hidden behind the one-way mirrors, watching her, deciding if they wanted to take the next step—to eventually take her.

She stared into the blackness of the room. It wasn’t huge but its emptiness made it seem vast. She glanced upward, the light making her squint and she quickly stared back into the darkness. This was arranged for them to see her. That was it. She’d get no glimpse of them yet. She’d seen their pictures, chosen them but meeting them in person would be different. A picture couldn’t tell her their smell or the sound of their voices.

She tugged at her dress where it hugged her hips, wishing the questions would start, but there was only silence. She shifted, the heels already killing her feet. Ethan hadn’t liked them and if they weren’t going to impress, she might as well take them off. She moved to the back of the stage, leaned against the wall and removed her shoes. As she returned to the center of the stage a man spoke, his voice loud and commanding almost echoing throughout the room.

Don’t stop there. Take off your dress.”

She bent, placing her shoes on the floor. That wasn’t part of the deal. She wasn’t going to undress in front of five men, only one. Only the one she chose. She straightened. “No.”

What?” He was surprised and not happy.

I said no. That’s not part of the Viewing.”

I want to see what I’m getting.”

She stared up toward the windows, squinting a little. She couldn’t tell from where the voice had come. The speaker system made it sound as if it were coming from God himself. “And you will if I pick you.”

Another man laughed.

It’s not funny. She’s disobedient,” said the man with the loud voice.

Not always. I can be obedient.” These men liked to be in control but sometimes, so did she.

Will you raise your dress? Just a little,” asked another voice.

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Ellis O. Day grew up with her nose buried in books and now enjoys writing
the kind of stories she loves to read. Romance—the steamier the
better. She believes that the cornerstones of all great romantic
relationships are: love and friendship, trust, attraction and
fabulous sex. Her stories contain all of these (especially the last one).
Get the first two books in the Six Nights of Sin series
FREE!
 
 
 
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