Book Blast: Both Sides Now @MeganSlayer #gayromance #giveaway #GoddessFish

GENRE: Erotic, M/M, LGBT, Contemporary

BLURB:

Can the geeky teacher moonlighting as a rock and roll metal god find the one man to see both sides and want it all with him?

Ever since Michael Jepsen walked into Cedarwood Elementary and spotted Niall Grayson, he’s been hooked. He wants to explore every inch of the sexy third grade teacher in all sorts of hot ways. But Michael has a secret—during the summer months, he morphs into his alter ego, Bandit, and rocks stages all across the country. Can he keep his job at the school, while living the rock and roll lifestyle and snag the man of his dreams?

Niall Grayson never thought he’d catch Michael’s eye. Becoming more than good friends never crossed his mind. He’s not good at letting people into his private life and he prefers to keep his heart guarded, but something about Michael makes him want to open up. Will he be able to accept the different facets of Michael or will the relationship fail before it gets started?

Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved

“What are you worried about?”

He debated what to say. Be honest and screw things up now? Or just keep his mouth shut?

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll pester it out of you.” Michael munched on his slice of pizza. “Is it a kid? One of the other teachers? Me?”

Oh boy… “I’m not afraid of being alone. I get I’m a geeky guy who talks football and stats. I like my comic books and superhero movies. I know my limits, and I’m not the kind of guy who hooks the hot man. I don’t understand why you’re interested in me.” There. He’d been honest. “I’m not sure what you expect. If you want a quickie or a one-night, I’m not sure it’ll work. Let me know now so I can deal accordingly.” He gripped the plate so tight the edge ripped.

“You cut right to the chase once you open up.” He moved the plate to the glass-top coffee table. “I’m not a ‘couple of dates, a fuck, and it’s over’ kind of guy. If I say I like you, it’s because I’m interested.”

“Oh.” He wasn’t sure what to think.

“Now.” Michael took the plate from Niall and scooted closer on the couch. “About that confidence issue.” He curled his fingers under Niall’s chin. “I like comic-book movies and football too.”

“But…”

Michael placed his thumb over Niall’s lips. “It’s been hard sharing a hallway with you.” His knees brushed against Niall’s, and his breath warmed Niall’s cheeks. “We were friends and I knew you weren’t interested in becoming more because of our jobs, but it was difficult. I wanted to spend time with you doing more than talking about school. You’re very sexy.”

“In a geeky way,” he said around Michael’s thumb. He sucked Michael’s thumb into his mouth. Maybe if he redirected Michael, they’d stop talking about his lack of self-confidence and get down to what he knew Michael wanted—sex.

“You’re teasing me.” Michael eased his thumb from between Niall’s lips. “You’re dangerous. You almost made me forget what I wanted to say.”

“That was the point.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her three vampire Cabana boys, Javier, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always needs them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Loose ID Publishing, Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, Totally Bound Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press and Decadent Publishing.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION:

Megan will be awarding a prize pack featuring a handcuff bracelet or necklace as well as a hand beaded bracelet and signed swag by the author to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. (International Giveaway)

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Exclusive #excerpt! Above the Law by Danica St. Como #gayromance #menage

Happy Tuesday, everyone! I'm happy and proud to announce that Danica St. Como, my pal and fellow Diva, has a re-release today of the fourth book in her Men of Sanctuary series, Above the Law! This book was previously published by a now-defunct publisher, but Loose Id was smart enough to snatch up this awesome series, five of which have now been re-released, with two *brand new* titles still to come!

When is a ménage not really a ménage?

Officer Abigail O’Connell, Maine Game Warden, and Glennon Garrett, GMG security and surveillance expert, get hot for each other while on protection detail at Sanctuary lodge. After the crisis is resolved, there’s no reason to remain hands off. Hot sex commences, even with Glennon’s shattered leg in a cast and fractured arm in a sling.

When handsome Deputy Joe Collins uses the house key Abigail gave him, he unintentionally observes the couple naked in Abigail’s bed in a compromising position—several positions, actually.

Abigail is Joe’s friend, his buddy; the rule was never hit on each other. Breaking free of her self-imposed celibacy, Abigail is suddenly enjoying hot wild sex with a buff, muscled macho dude. Joe’s difficulty arises not only with jealousy over Abigail going from sexual famine to sensual feast, but with his unexpected attraction to her partner, Glennon.

When the three get rip-roaring toasted on a straight tequila night, Jose Cuervo flies and inhibitions die. How will the two men react to each other—and to Abigail—in the harsh light of day? And who is the stalker in their midst who can reveal their most intimate secrets?

And whoopee! Here's an exclusive excerpt from Above the Law only available here from The Divas of Desire:

“Kiss me.”

Joe turned into a pillar of salt, choked out a single word.

“What?”

“Kiss me.”

He thought her bright blue eyes seemed even brighter. Maybe with emotion. Maybe with passion. Maybe with tequila.

“But, I thought you and Glennon…”

She made a pouty face, which was totally unlike her.

“Don’t think, Joe. Just kiss me.”

Damn, she must have hit the margaritas early.

He leaned forward, pecked her on the lips. Okay, that felt too weird.

She made a face. “You call that a kiss? That was pitiful. Kiss me like you mean it.”

“Abby, I don’t know if this…”

She grabbed his shirt, pulled him close. Her arms slid around his neck. “Now, kiss me, Collins. Properly.”

His hands went to her waist, held her; then he leaned into her. His mouth pressed against hers, hesitant at first. Then not so hesitant. Her lips were warm, soft, flavored like tequila with a touch of sea salt. The tip of her tongue swept the inside of his lips, and he couldn’t hold back the groan.

Joe’s body reacted straightaway with urgent need, without waiting for any direction from his brain. His sex immediately grew rigid behind his zipper, and he pushed his hips against her. Oh, hell. His heart sank. This is not supposed to happen.

“Oh, God, Abby, I didn’t intend…”

She slid her hand down his torso until she reached his groin, then outlined the bulge in his jeans with her fingertips.

“I did.”

“But why now?”

“Because it’s time, Joe. It’s long past time.”

He groaned again, ran his hands down her firm back, over her slender hips. “Abby, you’re so freakin’ awesome.”

“Yes, she is.”

Joe spun around like a little boy caught doing something naughty behind the barn.

Glennon leaned, tall and lazy, against the kitchen door frame, no sign of the shoulder sling. “Don’t stop on my account.”

“Oh man, I’m sorry…” Okay, one rock and one hard place, coming up.

Abigail pulled Joe close again. “You’re sorry you kissed me?”

“No, of course not. But you and…” He motioned toward Glennon.

The pouty face made another appearance.

“I choose my friends. And you are my friend. My very…close…friend.” She leaned closer, her mouth touching his; then she kissed him. Deeply.

Later, he’d blame it on the tequila, but, at the moment, he couldn’t prevent his body from responding to hers. He closed his eyes, kissed her firmly. His cock wanted in. Now.

He took a deep breath, had all good intentions of stopping the insanity before it was too late. “Abby—”

“Shh.”

When Joe opened his eyes, Glennon had moved closer, stood next to them. He ignored Joe, as only a mature alpha could do to a younger male. Joe sensed the aura of dominance. His pulse tripped into overtime at the man’s nearness; he could feel the sensation of sexual vibrations against his skin.

Firmly, almost roughly, the big man pulled Abigail close but kept her body sandwiched between Joe and him. Glennon’s long arms displaced Joe’s. He wrapped them around her, then crossed his hands below her belly. He pulled her tightly against his groin.

Whew! And they're only getting started, folks. Thanks, Danica, for the tidbit. Friends, Above the Law is now available from Loose Id and will be available at other book retailers very soon!

Purchase Above the Law at Loose Id!

Emerald Keep @noonandwilder #SFF #gayromance #giveaway

Happy Friday, everyone! Today I'm hosting my writer buddy (and fellow member of the Nice Girls Writing Naughty group) A. Catherine Noon. She's here to chat about her upcoming release Emerald Keep. It's a gay science fantasy romance that sounds fascinating. She's also chatting about one of her hobbies, knitting. I've been a knitter, but have never been able to size anything correctly. Even when I stick to something simple, I end up with something that's too big to wear as a scarf and too small to use as a blanket. :-) 

So thanks for being here, Noony, and please tell us more about your hobby. 

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Why I Knit

Thank you to Nona for hosting me today as part of the Keepsake Tour, to celebrate the release of Emerald Keep.  Nona asked me to talk a little about knitting and crocheting, which is one of my favorite subjects.

This is the Emerald Keep Scarf.  I’m knitting it from a pattern that Barbara Walker included in her book, A Second Treasury of Knitting Patterns.  It’s called “Two-Color Star Stitch.”  While it’s not a difficult stitch, it’s not how I started out.  I started by making simple patterns in 2000 when I took a class with a Chicago artist and teacher, Sharon Shoji. 

I had tried to learn to knit before, but couldn’t translate from the 2-D instructions in my books to the 3-D reality of needles and yarn.  When I took Sharon’s basic knitting class, I went from not being able to make a knot with the yarn to making cables and lace.  What’s amazing about it is that I gained something besides the skill to make stuff.  I discovered that two sticks and yarn can turn into meditation.

It’s no surprise that meditation is good for us.  But in our modern lives, getting still and sitting quietly for an extended period of time, even twenty minutes, is difficult – at least for me.  My thoughts refuse to quiet down.  But by concentrating on the yarn, I am able to occupy that noisy part of my mind that won’t quiet down during meditation. 

Then I discovered something else.  I can talk and knit at the same time.  This allows me to hang out with friends and not get antsy.  I can focus during meetings, assuming it’s not a disruption to be knitting while it’s going on.  And long drives?  Piece of cake – especially when I found out about light-up knitting needles (the light is in the tip) and lapel book lights. 

Do you have a particular hobby that you enjoy?  Tell me in the comments and be entered to win one of several prizes, including the Emerald Keep Scarf.

And as a teaser, here’s the cover and a blurb for Emerald Keep.  It’s out on April 8^th at your favorite bookseller.

Trapped by the blazing suns of Daymonth inside a cliff city, will Keeper Teeka be able to save Hunter Quill from the censure of the Emerald Council, as well as a new unseen foe, both whom are determined to part the new lovers?

When Emerald Keeper Teeka returns to the city of Reghdad and leaves the harsh desert behind, he finds that not all dangers come from the Great Valley. The dangerous Daymonth is nearly upon them and no one can survive on the surface of the planet -- but Senior Hunter Quill Mayer is trying to get to Reghdad, and Teeka, before the start of it. Even if he makes it, Emerald Keep denies Teeka's Contract with Senior Hunter Quill, and Teeka discovers his enemy is more powerful than any of them suspected and he will stop at nothing to separate Teeka and Quill -- even by striking in the very heart of the city. 

Emerald Keep is Book 2 in The Persis Chronicles:

Book 1 EMERALD FIRE

Other Fun Stuff From A. Catherine Noon:

Check out COOK LIKE A WRITER

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Noon and Wilder links: Blog | Taurus and Taurus (NSFW) | Website | Facebook

***Friends, make sure to leave a comment about your hobby to be entered into this awesome giveaway! The comments will be open for the remainder of the book tour, until April 18*** 

Have a wonderful weekend, all!

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Aloha Man, Danica St. Como's #Newrelease! #gay #romance #LGBT

Hurray! I'm thrilled to announce that my pal and fellow Diva Danica St. Como's long awaited romance Aloha Man (from the Men of Sanctuary series) has finally released! Danica's fans have been chomping at the bit for this one, and they won't be disappointed by this sexy and moving story. More good news--the rest of Danica's Sanctuary tales have been contracted by Loose Id, and will be made available in the future. But for now, enjoy a snippet from the book!


Blurb:

Hawaiian demolitions expert Kamaka decides to take charge of his life, and spends a long winter at Sanctuary paramilitary training camp revamping himself from soft and mellow to hard bodied and focused. When Kamaka is introduced to exquisite Navajo silversmith Zachariah Black Crow, his heart damn near stops and his libido kicks into overdrive. Kamaka is convinced the Island gods have bestowed upon him the greatest gift the earth has to offer—all Kamaka needs to do is convince the younger, over-the-top handsome man to come to his bed. Freely. Willingly. Naked.

Zach, shy and withdrawn, avoids entanglements with people he doesn't know. After a brutal rape and beating in his college days, he focuses on his art to help deal with the nightmares. He's never had a relationship, male or female, so his newly awakened sexual interest in Kamaka confuses him. Should a man want to submit to another man, the way he wants to submit to Kamaka? Can he be the responsive, giving lover Kamaka needs, the man Kamaka desires?


Excerpt:


NEVER HAS THERE been such a magnificent man. Zachariah did his best to breathe evenly. The Hawaiian had to be well over six feet tall, looking very much like the WWE wrestler-cum-actor who played the Scorpion King in The Mummy Returns , but with long warrior braids, perfect teeth showing in a wide, beautiful smile, and the thing his right eyebrow did. His print shirt, fully unbuttoned, exposed a heavy chest with abs like slabs of granite. Low-slung jeans barely hung on sculpted hips. His bronzed skin appeared smooth and hairless. A tattoo covered each breast. 

Unnerved, Zach felt warm blood suffuse his face as the sight of the huge man’s inked skin heated up his blood, kicked up his pulse. The unfamiliar attraction made his palms sweat as his breathing quickened. He stepped back. He needed to put some space between the newcomer and his own uncomfortable responses to the man’s larger-than-life presence.What’s this all about? Hot and bothered over a man? Can’t be right. 

It took a moment before he noticed the wide, flat necklace around Kamaka’s heavy neck, the necklace’s finger-length danglers resting against his broad chest. 

Zach found his voice. “Ivory?” 

“No, man, ivory has bad juju. These are puka shells. Puka shells, cowrie shells, Island woods.” Kamaka unfastened the necklace, offered it without hesitation. 

Zach brought the necklace to his worktable, sat, examined the piece under a powerful magnifier for several minutes. He turned to Kamaka. “Every wooden bead is incised with the image of a tiny sea creature. This is magnificent. Who did the work?” 

Kamaka shrugged. “Aolina. She’s an artist in Maui.” 

Zach fumbled, almost dropped the necklace. He leaned back in his folding chair. “Aolina Hualami? You can’t be serious.” 

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Keko shifting her posture. It appeared she wanted to say something but changed her mind. 

Feeling as if he held an offering to the gods, Zach presented the necklace to Kamaka. 

“Yep, the one and only. I know how I know her—how do you know her?” 

Zach shook his head, not believing his luck. “This is unreal. I majored in art history through archaeology, primarily prehistoric art and primitive cultures. Hualami is at the top of the short list of contemporary artists in those genres. I actually met her once, after a seminar at which she spoke. She really knows her stuff. I didn’t know she dabbled in jewelry.” 

Keko jumped in. “She’s doing a bit more than dabbling. The breakout showing of her new jewelry line happened just last week. In Maui.” 

Zach felt as overwhelmed as a total neophyte in the presence of greatness, one level removed—in the company of the art, not even the artist. “The woman is like a force of nature.” 

Keko snorted, but Kamaka chuckled. “Yeah, that’s one way to describe her.” 

Lorelei ran her fingertips over the owl. “Zach, this is the best piece you’ve done so far. The bursts of color in the opals are spectacular, and the etching on the silver looks like tiny, perfect feathers.” 

In a sudden rush of impulsiveness, Zachariah carefully lifted the owl necklace from its nest, then handed it to Kamaka, who still held the shell collar. 

“Try it. The chain is extralong, should fit around your neck.” Your hot, sexy neck, with the thick, corded tendons. Usually a very private person, Zach fought the urge to touch the other man. Touch him? What’s wrong with me? This is crazy. Maybe too much sun. 

Lorelei took the necklace so Kamaka could collect his hair in his free hand and lift the mass. She fastened the clasp at the back of his neck, patted his shoulder. “There ya go, big guy.” 

Both women spoke at the same time. “Perfect.” 

Zach held up a hand mirror so Kamaka could check out his reflection. Perfect, indeed, as if Zach had fashioned it with Kamaka in mind. The hammered silver conchas lay flat against his dark, golden skin. The silver-and-opal owl rested between the big man’s tattooed pecs, highlighting the sepia-inked owl and frangipani flowers, picking up the blues and greens and golds of the other tattoo. 

“Outstanding! That’s it. Gotta have it.” Kamaka reached into the back pocket of his jeans, made a face, tried the other pocket. “Damn, you gals rushed me. I left my wallet and everything back at the cabin.” 

Zach cleared his throat. “You didn’t ask about the price.” 

“Doesn’t matter. Whatever the price, the owl is worth the cost. This is way too cool to let escape.” 

Lorelei spoke up, dug into her shoulder bag. “Look, Kamaka, let me pay for the necklace. You can settle with me later.” 

Kamaka laid a hand on Lorelei’s arm to stop her. “Thanks, but I’ll take care of this. If someone has a card or something, I’ll write down my number for Mr. Black Crow.” 

“Call me Zachariah, please.” Zack’s cheeks heated up again as he handed Kamaka two business cards—one to keep, one to write down his number. 

“Okay, Zachariah. If you’ll put the necklace aside for me, I’ll be back for it in the morning. Just promise you won’t let the thing leave with anyone else.” 

With his second impulsive reaction of the day, Zachariah found the words leaving his mouth without his brain gears meshing. “Take the piece with you. Come back in the morning to settle the bill.” 

Kamaka and both women stared at him. “That’s really generous, dude, but no way do I want to be responsible for that. You don’t even know me.” 

Zach knew his hasty offer had been reckless. Definitely not very businesslike. He felt the need to justify his decision. “If you belong to Sanctuary, you’re trustworthy. However, if you’re not comfortable with that, I’ll lock the necklace safely away. Pick it up tomorrow. It’s yours, I promise.” 

They shook on it. Zach couldn’t prevent his hand from trembling as their skin touched again. Energy traveled over his flesh with no way to disconnect. What’s with the voltage running through my body? 

“Thanks, man, that works for me.” Kamaka turned toward Lorelei and Keko. “Now that I’ve probably spent my next six months’ wage allotment, I’ll allow you ladies to buy me lunch at the Hungry Bear Café.” He collected his companions with a giant hand on each woman’s shoulder, then marshaled them into the flow of foot traffic. He called over his shoulder. “See you in the morning, Z-man.” 

In a matter of seconds, they vanished into the throng of tourists. 

Weak-kneed, Zach took a step backward, collapsed into the folding chair. What the hell just happened?


Aloha Man is available at:


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Crash Pad by @whitleygray #gay #erotic #romance

Happy Friday, everyone! Today I have a special visitor! Author Whitley Gray is here to share some news about her latest release, Crash Pad. What's more, she's agreed to answer five nosy questions from me. So let's get started!

Hi, Whitley. Welcome!

    1.    Why do you feel “called” to write male/male romance as opposed to male/female, lesbian or polyamory?

In short, I love men. I’ve written M/F romance in the past, and always found myself identifying more with the hero than the heroine. The dynamics of a M/M relationship are so different, and more appealing.

    2.     Your story High Concept dealt with a detective suffering from PTSD. Did that involve a lot of research for you?

Yes. I have a medical background, but this is a subject outside my usual purview. I have a friend who is a forensic psychiatrist. A lot of the information about the disorder, treatment, and management of back-to-work came from that source.

    3.     While writing your contribution to the Campus Cravings anthology, Artistic Endeavor, you were able to go back in time (in your imagination) to those New Adult times. Was that a fun experience for you?

I was able to revisit my college years, yes. It was fun, but it also brought back how much uncertainty there is when first striking out on your own—going away to college and having to be responsible for yourself. No curfew, no parental supervision.

    4.     In your book Rabbit Wars, you explore a “second chance at love” romance between two men who had once been involved. Why do you think the second chance theme is so appealing to readers?

I think we’ve all got a “one that got away” in our pasts. Sometimes that one was The One, as it was for Ash and Jeff. Neither had truly moved on. It’s a common experience to think about “what if…” and imagine what might have happened had things turned out differently.

    5.     Please tell us more about your new release CrashPad! We’re all ears!

Physician Remy Marshall has two loves: Emergency Medicine and running. Work doesn’t leave much time to meet guys, and most seem more interested in his bank account than him. With a week off to train for a marathon, Remy plans to make the most of his precious vacation. The last thing he needs is a distraction.

Jamie Sutton is new to the area. He hopes to make a fresh start after leaving an abusive relationship with an orthopedic surgeon. He’s got a new job as a massage therapist and wants to meet some nice guys. Against his better judgment, Jamie decides the best way to meet a cute rollerblader he’s seen in the park is on wheels.

With attention on his watch and not where he’s going, Remy crashes into Jamie and fractures the first-time rollerblader’s ankle. Jamie has no one to help him after the injury; Remy proposes Jamie stay with him. Jamie is reluctant, but it’s a better option than staying with the odd guy in the neighboring motel room. As the two get acquainted, Jamie’s past comes calling. Remy discovers the prize he really wants isn’t a medal in a marathon, but the man right in front of him.

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Website:  http://whitleygray.com/about.html


Sounds awesome! Thanks so much for being here today, Whitley, and we wish you much success with Crash Pad!

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#Gay #Romance Private Lessons--Spicy #Excerpt & #Giveaway! @KyAnnWaters

Happy Friday, everyone!

I'm happy to have an excerpt from my author buddy KyAnn Waters newest release, Private Lessons, part of the new multi-author, adult gay erotic bundle Campus Cravings.

She's offering a giveaway of one of her backlist titles to a random commenter, please make sure to leave a comment below!





Private Lessons by KyAnn Waters

Part of the m/m bundle Campus Cravings - now at a special price of 2.99!


Blurb:
Ryan Kane could lose his scholarship and his position on the pitch. Jake Finely offers to help. Only Ryan and Jake discover their private lessons have more to do with sex ed than Business Ethics. When a tenured professor offers Ryan an indecent proposal to make the grade, will he choose soccer or Jake?

 
Excerpt:

Jake lifted his head. “You okay?”

Ryan stared into the golden brown depths of Jake’s eyes.
“Yeah.” He nipped Jake’s lower lip then soothed the nip with another long
drugging kiss.

Jake placed his hands on Ryan’s chest and took a step back.
“Then why did it feel like you totally checked out on me?”

“I’m right here.” He tried to kiss Jake again, but Jake took
another step back.

“I gotta know. Are you making it happen or letting it
happen? No pressure, Ryan. If you’re not ready, it’s okay.”

Ryan’s breathing quieted, but his heart raced.

Jake backed up until he reached the bed. He sat on the edge
and braced is elbows on his knees. “Do you know what you want?”

Ryan leaned against the wall and slipped his hands into his
front pockets. “You’re here, aren’t you?” Even to his own ears, he sounded
defensive.

“Don’t do this.” Jake jumped from the bed and approached
Ryan. He grasped Ryan’s forearms and pulled his hands from his pockets. “All I
want to know is how experienced you are. I don’t want to go where you aren’t
comfortable.”

“Do I kiss like I don’t know what I’m doing?”

“You kiss me like you know what you want.”

“Good.” A slow smile curled Ryan’s lips.

“Do I kiss you like I want to fuck you?”



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