Excerpt: The Road to Redemption by D.M. Davis

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Title: The Road to Redemption
Author: D.M. Davis
Series: Finding Grace 1
Release: July 26, 2019

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When Life put them together, the Universe noticed. What they didn’t know is that they were made for each other. Literally.

THEO

My ex broke me, or so I thought. I’d shut down, given up. But here’s the thing. My past doesn’t seem so bleak when my vision walks into my usual coffee shop, jump-starting my heart and giving my soul a desperately needed punch to the gut.

She’s damaged goods. But not in the way you’re thinking.
Life broke her.
…And I’m here to kiss it and make it all better.

She’s my queen. My redemption. My second chance at forever.

LAUREN

He’s gorgeous beyond words. Why he’s attracted to me when no one else is, is unfathomable. And yet, he is.
He’s Mount Everest, and my climbing legs are broken.
I’m broken. Always have been. Always will be.

I’m drawn to him like the universe demands it. He accepts it as truth. I know better, and when he figures it out, I’ll be decimated.

I want redemption, but it’s a painful road to travel. I’ll have to face my demons.
…And apparently, he wants to fight them with me.

All journeys have a beginning. This is Theo and Lauren’s…

The Road to Redemption, book 1 in the Finding Grace Series, is a steamy romance with a paranormal twist that grows as the series progresses. It is intended for mature audiences only, and some scenes may contain triggers.

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THEO

I step into her personal space, as if there’s such a thing between the two of us. Her hands trace the lines of muscles on my abdomen — her eyes following — coming to rest on my chest, drawn like magnets. Her eyes continue their journey until they lock on mine. A shy smile graces her lips as if I caught her doing something wrong. On the contrary, her hands and eyes on me is exactly what I want. The fact that she enjoys it this much and is still shy of it, makes it even hotter.

My head tilts down, hers up, and somewhere in the middle our lips meet. The first touch is tender, reverent even.  It only takes the flick of her tongue, her desire for a taste to send me into overdrive. I fist her shirt — my shirt — around her back, pressing her to me as my lips seek entrance to the sanctuary of her mouth. With a moanful-sigh she grants me admittance. Her hands grip my shoulder and hair as I take refuge in the depths of the mouth I love, kneading her back and arse. Drawing her closer and closer until I’m convinced, we will meld together by our sheer will of wishing it so.

She whimpers against my lips, but instead of taking it farther, I break our kiss and kneel before her. Some men would never, but they obviously haven’t met their queen. I kneel to her in reverence, in worship, in awe of the goddess she is. That doesn’t make me less of a man, it makes me her man and that’s all I care about.

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MEET THE AUTHOR

D.M. Davis is a Contemporary and New Adult Romance Author.

She is a Texas native, wife, and mother. Her background is Project Management, technical writing, and application development. D.M. has been a lifelong reader, and wrote poetry in her early life, but has found her true passion in writing about love and the intricate relationships between men and women.

She writes of broken hearts and second chances, of dreamers looking for more than they have and daring to reach for it.

D.M. believes it is never too late to make a change in your own life, to become the person you always wanted to be, but were afraid you were not worth the effort. You are worth it. Take a chance on you. You never know what’s possible if you don’t try. Believe in yourself as you believe in others, and see what life has to offer.

She is currently working on two series of romance novels: Until You and Finding Grace.

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Teaser 2: Savage Salvation by Ellis Leigh

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Title: Savage Salvation
Author: Ellis Leigh
Series: A Dire Wolves Mission, The Devil’s Dires 7
Release: July 30, 2019

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There’s no escaping a Dire Wolf on the hunt…

No one can understand the tormented life of Dire Wolf Luc. As Alpha of his pack, he should be the most powerful and confident in the bunch, but his ability to sense others—the emotions and presences of existing as both shifter and human—has worn him down. Dire Wolves seem to live forever, but Luc has begun feeling as if the end of his road is approaching. He’s also stuck on a mission he can’t solve, searching for shewolves he can’t find, and failing his pack all the way around.

Cassiel is a woman who makes her own rules and lives her own life—a solitary one in the bush of Alaska with just her sled dogs and a healthy respect for the dangerous lands around her. She has no interest in other people or trying to follow someone else’s rules. But anyone alone in the bush needs to be prepared for predators, and while she’s ready to tackle any threat, there’s one that scares her more than the others. A creature from her nightmares lurking in the dark and howling at the moon.

One soldier struggling with the overwhelming chaos in his mind, one woman terrified of the monsters that seem to haunt her world, and a chance encounter that brings each of them closer to the edge of death than ever before. In the world of the Dire Wolves, the leader of the pack is the strongest and surest of them all. But when the mission stalls out, Luc will have to use any means necessary to find the women he can’t be sure actually exist…even if that includes scaring off the one woman whose very presence quiets the storm inside him.

One soldier, one fight…one chance at forever.

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A storyteller from the time she could talk, USA Today bestselling author Ellis Leigh grew up among family legends of hauntings, psychics, and love spanning decades. Those stories didn’t always have the happiest of endings, so they inspired her to write about real life, real love, and the difficulties therein. From farmers to werewolves, store clerks to witches—if there’s love to be found, she’ll write about it. Ellis lives in the Chicago area with her husband, daughters, and a German Shepherd that refuses to leave her side.

Ellis can also be found writing tropey, erotic shorts with her bestie Brighton Walsh as London Hale or taking her suspense into the contemporary world as Kristin Harte.

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Preorder & Excerpt: Tidy Up by AJ Alexander

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Title: Tidy Up by AJ Alexander
Author: AJ Alexander
Series: Odd Jobs #4
Release: July 25, 2019

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Against all odds, do opposites attract…

Theo has always pushed limits, but his new maid is pushing all his buttons – the right ones. Morgan has an innocence about her that draws him to her, but she’s off limits. She’s everything he’s not and despite not deserving her, knowing he would ruin her, he yearns to dominate all aspects of her life – be the only man she ever desires.

Morgan may not have much experience when it comes to men, but the thoughts she begins to have about her new boss, are far from innocent. Theo is wealthy, powerful and experienced. Everything she isn’t, but he’s everything she wants. Morgan has a suspicion he wants her too, but just won’t admit it… yet. Mixing business with pleasure might be a bad idea, but she is tired of behaving all the time. Maybe Theo can bring her inner “bad girl” to the surface.

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MORGAN

The silence envelopes both of us as we continue closer into the city, the starry sky disappearing before my eyes. The tension between the two of us continues to grow thicker the longer we spend in the car.  

Even with the top down, Mr. Fitzwilliam’s masculine smell envelopes my senses. Sandalwood and lavender, both not in the typical male sense, fill my mind as many dirty thoughts flash behind by eyes. What it would be like for his lips to envelope mine or how his hands would feel as they caress my skin, the need for any affection from him grows stronger every day I spend in his presence.  

The kiss, that he claims was accidental, a few months ago began this raging inferno of desire inside me I’m not sure will ever be quenched by anyone other than him.  

“We’re here.” He pulls to a stop in front of the student housing building.  

“How did you know where I live?” I ask, surprised that he would concern himself with such a trivial piece of information about me.  

“I make it my business to be made aware of everything about my employees.”  

We continue to sit in the car, staring out of the front windshield. Neither one of us moving a muscle or making any effort to end the time we have together.  

I chance a look over at him, noticing how tightly he grips the steering wheel. My mind playing tricks on me hoping that he is having as hard of a time as I am fighting the connection we have with each other. 

He quickly releases the steering wheel and reaches across the center console toward the passenger door. Brushing his hand across my tits, my nipples pebble before he’s opening the door for me. I gasp in surprise as pleasure shoots through my body hoping for just one more caress of his hand.  

“Good night, Morgan,” he whispers as he places his hand back on the steering wheel with a telltale smirk plastered across his face.  

“Good Night, Sir,” I respond before stepping out the car. Just as I’m about to shut the door, I hear a small groan escape his lips.  

I smile as I shut the door and head inside. It appears I’m not the only one that feels this connection between the two of us. Now to figure out a way for the two of us to act on this connection and not lose my job, that’s the tricky part. 

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AJ Alexander is a wannabe psychologist, writer, and author of the recently completed, SEAL’ed Series. AJ’s passion is writing angst filled happily ever afters that have to be earned by her characters. Women with no backbone need not apply. AJ uses sarcasm and an unlimited supply of song lyrics to bring her romance novels to life.

AJ lives in the angst capital of the world, Seattle Washington with her own personal knight in shining armour and her two beautiful girls.

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Preorder: One Kiss by Clara Fox

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Title: One Kiss
Author: Clara Fox
Genre: Contemporary
Release: July 25, 2019

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Can ‘One Kiss’ change your life? Jayne decides to go out one night with her girlfriends and throws caution to the wind, at their advice. She kisses a stranger and it shakes her to the core. Determined to put the experience behind her, fate has different plans for the librarian.

What would you do if ‘One Kiss’ invaded every thought and was meant to happen?

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Clara Fox lives in the Washington, D.C. area, affectionately known as Northern Virginia (or NoVA). She’s married to a man who loves hockey and sports as much as she does. She reads close to 3 books a week, even when writing (it’s the only way she can escape and get quiet with two young kids at home). She joins the normal full time working force during the day and plays writer on her laptop at night. Dual life…she isn’t a Gemini for nothing.

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Preorder: Kickoff by Jami Davenport

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Title: Kickoff
Author: Jami Davenport
Series: Seattle Steelheads 1
Release: July 25, 2019

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Struggling pro football wide receiver Derek Ramsey was once Rachel McCormick’s best friend and lover, and now they’re forced together again.

Gifted with an uncanny ability for evaluating football talent and a dogged determination to succeed in a man’s world, Rachel finally gets her chance in the pros as a staff member of the Seattle Steelheads. Her first assignment is to help Derek get his game back. While working with him on the field, she succumbs to the chemistry between them and spends a forbidden night in his arms.

The next day Derek has the best performance of his not-so illustrious career. Soon Derek and Rachel are racking up nights in bed, and the team is racking up wins. They’re risking it all, but they can’t resist each other. Not only is Rachel his coach, but Derek knows the truth behind a secret that destroyed her father years before.

Torn between love and duty, the clock is winding down. It’s fourth and goal, one second left in the game. The next play Derek makes must be for Rachel’s heart

Previously published as Fourth and Goal in 2011. This version has been extensively updated, re-titled, and edited.

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USA Today Bestselling Author Jami Davenport writes sexy contemporary and sports romances, including her two new indie endeavors: the Game On in Seattle Series and the Madrona Island Series. Jami’s new releases consistently rank in the top fifty on the sports romance and sports genre lists on Amazon, and she has hit the Amazon top hundred authors list in both contemporary romance and genre fiction multiple times. Jami ranked Number Seven on Kobo’s Top Ten Most Completed Authors, an honor bestowed on the year’s “most engaging” authors based on an average page completion rate by their readers.

Jami lives on a small farm near Puget Sound with her Green Beret-turned-plumber husband, a Newfoundland cross with a tennis ball fetish, a prince disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare.

Jami works in IT for her day job and is a former high school business teacher. She’s a lifetime Seahawks and Mariners fan and is waiting for the day professional hockey comes to Seattle. An avid boater, Jami has spent countless hours in the San Juan Islands, a common setting in her books. In her opinion, it’s the most beautiful place on earth.

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Release: Lake Redstone by J.D. Hollyfield

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Title: Lake Redstone
Author: J.D. Hollyfield
Release Date: July 22, 2019
Genre: Stranger to Lovers Romantic Comedy

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Casey doesn’t have much luck in the dating department, so when her girlfriends ditch their girls only weekend for a couple’s retreat, she’s forced to take desperate measures.
Refusing to be the only single one, she does what any quick-thinking girl would do: She lies.
It was almost too easy hiring a stranger to pretend to be her hot, rich, successful boyfriend. What she didn’t plan on was him being hot, successful, and way too much trouble for her liking.

Jim was in a slump in his everyday life. He was bored and needed something to spice up his life. Accepting a gig to play the perfect boy toy was not what he had in mind, but it was too good to turn down.
What he didn’t plan for was the smokin’ little spitfire who hired him. It’s a con, a job, a fraud. But the more she’s in his presence, the more he realizes she may be more than just a ruse.

Three days at a lake house.
Two strangers who cause a lot of mayhem.
One little lie.

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J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or spending time with her family, she’s relaxing with her nose stuck in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own stories to life. Living in the Midwest, she’s currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.

J.D. Hollyfield dabbles in all genres, from romantic comedy, contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, fantasy and erotica! Want to know more! Follow her on all platforms!

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Release: The Favored Wife by Amy Pennza

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Title: The Favored Wife
Author: Amy Pennza
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Women’s Fiction
Release Date: July 22, 2019
Cover Design: Arijana Karcic, Cover It! Designs

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Is it possible to escape polygamy? Find true love? Well-behaved women don’t ask these questions. Not in my world.

My name is Elizabeth Hyde. Actually, no. It’s Grant. In the real world, I’m Elizabeth Grant.

My husband’s name is Hyde, and he has three other wives. No one can know that. Obviously.

In the strict religious community I was born into, women have clearly defined roles. They’re homemakers and caregivers. They rear children. But I don’t have any children, which means I have something of a ticket to the outside. Big families need money, and it’s time for me to get a job.

And I’m loving this job. Being a medical assistant might not sound impressive to most people, but it’s a lot more exciting than making dinner for a family of twenty.

I have to admit, the job isn’t the only thing that excites me.

Lately, I’ve been getting close to Evan Adgate, the doctor who runs the medical center. He’s my opposite in every way: funny, smart, wealthy, educated. It’s no wonder the man turns heads. Heaven help me, he turns mine.

But Evan and I can never be together. We can never be anything. No matter how many talks or dinners we have, my secrets will always be a barrier between us. It’s better if we keep things professional.

Now I just have to keep telling myself that.

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“Holy smokes. I devoured this book in no time. I have never read a book anything like this before. I was captivated from the beginning.” – Amber, Goodreads reviewer

“This book will blow you away! It is an emotional rollercoaster that will have you wondering how conditions like that could take place without someone putting an end to it!” – Merry, Goodreads reviewer

“I was looking for something a bit different from my normal romance reads. What a surprising gift this was.” – Within Paper Sheets

“Wow oh wow. This book will blow you away, this book will keep you reading until the end, there will be no break..” – I Don’t Get Sundays, Amazon reviewer

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Leah caught up to me as I pulled open the door of the truck.

“Elizabeth, wait!”

I threw my purse inside and turned. “What is it?”

Her caramel-colored eyes were pained when she said, “Don’t pay any attention to Dinah, okay?”

I looked back at the house, imagining Dinah glowering at me from her kitchen window. She was probably mad about the breakfast dishes. Normally, that was one of my jobs.

Leah was waiting for a response, so I forced a shrug. “I’m used to it.”

She grabbed my hand and squeezed. “Don’t let those two get to you.” She lowered her voice. “I think she’s going through the change. It’s probably why she keeps bringing the baby thing up.”

I almost laughed out loud. The way Leah said the change made it sound like Dinah had developed bubonic plague. On impulse, I hugged her. “It’s okay, Leah. I promise it doesn’t bother me. Maybe it used to, but not anymore.”

She pulled back, doubt in her face. “Are you sure?”

“Totally sure.” I released her, then climbed in the truck—something that was way easier in pants. Through the windshield, I saw Jackson walking over from Patty’s house. “That’s my ride,” I told Leah.

“Okay. Well, good luck today.” She closed the door, then put her chin against the bottom of the open window. “Just remember, anything is possible with Heavenly Father on your side. Sarah was ninety when she conceived Isaac.”

I gave her a solemn nod. It was a nice Bible story, but something told me Thomas wasn’t willing to wait that long.

But Leah’s expression was so sincere, I forced a smile and said, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

She returned the smile, then backed away from the truck and started for her house, waving to Jackson as she went.

He climbed in the cab and slammed the door. “You ready?”

“Yes. What have you been doing?” I leaned away from him. He had huge sweat stains under his armpits, and his face was streaked with dirt.

He swiped an arm across his forehead, then stared down at his plaid shirt sleeve. “Dad had me pouring concrete at four this morning.” He drew himself up and said in a low, measured voice, “Nothing builds character like manning a pump hose, son.”

“I hate to break it to you, but that’s just his way of getting cheap labor.”

Jackson slanted me a skeptical look as he started the truck. “You mean free labor.”

I just shook my head. That definitely sounded like Thomas. He owned one of the most successful construction companies in Jefferson City, and the secret to his success was that he employed mostly family members. Dinah ran the office from home and handled everything from payroll to zoning permits. Leah helped with accounts receivable and general bookkeeping tasks. At some point, all the boys in the family had worked various jobs—for little or no pay.

“So how’d you talk him into letting you take this job, anyway?” Jackson asked as we drove down the long gravel driveway away from the houses.

“It was Dinah’s idea. She said times are tight, so it made sense for me to work.” What she really said was that it made sense for me to work since I didn’t have any children to care for, and that I should at least cover my room and board so I wasn’t a burden on the family.

Jackson didn’t need to know that, though. It was too embarrassing.

He turned the truck onto the main road leading out of town. We passed a few groups of boys walking along the sidewalk, probably on their way to work detail.

Jackson drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. “It doesn’t add up,” he said suddenly.

I looked at him. “What doesn’t?”

“What Dinah said about times being tight. I’ve seen what Dad makes, and there is no way he’s hurting for money.”

“Well, he has to tithe. A lot of it goes to the faith.”

He shrugged. “I guess. Not that they’re doing anything productive with it,” he said, nodding to the old school building. At one time, the town had operated a small public school, but the state shut it down after some sort of audit claimed too many kids were being passed through grades despite missing months of school at a time. Families had gone back to homeschooling, and the building had fallen into disrepair.

We passed the town center with its small grocery store and town hall. Jackson slowed the truck to a crawl, glanced left and right, then rolled through a stop sign without stopping.

“Hey!” I exclaimed.

He glanced at me. “Do you want to be late on your first day? Besides, that’s Theron and Bragg.” He jutted his chin toward a white extended-cab truck idling near the intersection.

I squinted at the truck’s dark windows but could only make out two shadowy figures in the front seat. “Since when are they working security?”

He gave a humorless laugh. “Since they went crying to their mom about being given shitty jobs. Now they’re living the dream.”

I wanted to scold him for swearing, but I heard the pain and confusion under his bravado. It was an open secret in the family that Thomas favored Dinah’s children over all the others—a situation that had only grown worse since her oldest son, Thomas’s namesake, had been excommunicated and forced out of the community. The night he left was the only time I ever heard Dinah raise her voice to Thomas. She’d begged and pleaded with him to intercede on their son’s behalf, but he stalked from the house and slammed the door, leaving her sobbing on the kitchen floor.

Thinking to comfort her, I’d crept downstairs and placed my hand on her shoulder, only to jump back when she jerked away.

“I don’t need pity from you,” she spat.

“It’s not pity, Dinah. I just—”

“What? Come to gloat?” She glared at me with such malice, I stumbled back a step.

Then she stood and smoothed her skirt. She squared her shoulders, the broken, weeping woman of seconds before replaced by the cool, dominant head wife. “Go back upstairs,” she said. When I turned to go, she added, “And remember, he might want you in his bed, but I’ve borne his children.”

The white truck grew smaller in my side mirror as we drove out of town.

Jackson gripped the steering wheel with tight fingers. I didn’t blame him for being jealous. His half-brothers were driving around in air-conditioned comfort, enjoying power and prestige, while he toiled at construction sites and ferried his father’s wives around.

“Thanks, by the way,” I said.

He looked at me. “For what?”

“For driving me into the city.” I dug in my purse and pulled out my driver’s license. “Even though I’m official now.”

“No kidding?” He leaned over so he could see the picture. “You need that for work or something?” When I nodded, he said, “You gonna start driving yourself into the city now?”

I sighed and tossed the license back into my purse. “I doubt it. Thomas said it’s a waste of resources to leave a car in the city all day.”

“Yeah, I guess. So what will you be doing, taking care of cats or something?” He cast a pointed look at my scrub top.

“Very funny.” I reached over and gave him a playful punch on the arm. “It’s an urgent care center. Like a mini emergency room and doctor’s office all in one. They do drug screenings for employers, too, so I might help with administering those sorts of tests.”

“Sounds cool, Liz.”

I smiled. He was the only one who ever called me that. He’d been just ten when I married Thomas. Back then, my main job had been helping Patty, who homeschooled all the children. She’d been pregnant with her youngest at the time, so I took over her teaching role in that first year. Jackson had Patty’s dark eyes and hair, but he was nothing like her in temperament. He was a jokester and something of a troublemaker, but he was so kind and lovable it was hard to get mad at him.

We drove in companionable silence for a few minutes, then he asked, “Want some music?”

“Sure.”

He turned the radio on, filling the cab with Taylor Swift’s “I Knew You Were Trouble.”

He nodded his head to the beat for a second, then glanced at me. “I can change it if you want.”

“It’s okay.”

He shrugged. “Well . . . if you like it.”

I hid a smile. “I don’t mind it.”

“Then I don’t, either.” He gave me a knowing look, a little grin tugging at his mouth.

I lost the battle with my smile and let out a laugh.

After a second, he joined in. 

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Amy Pennza has been a lawyer, a soldier, and a copywriter. She’s worn combat boots and high heels in the same 24-hour period–and she definitely prefers flip flops. Actually, she prefers going barefoot while writing steamy romances about strong women and alpha men with hearts of gold. After years in Tornado Alley, she now makes her home in the Great Lakes region with her husband, kids, and more baskets than any one person should own. (You can never have enough.)

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