I am in the process of moving and will need at least the next 2 weeks to get myself ready. I know I owe postings and some reviews. I never thought the house would be ready ahead of schedule, but I got lucky. So I am sorry if I owe you a review or a cover reveal but family comes first.
Monthly Archives: February 2014
Miss Dashwood’s Dilemma by Arabella Sheraton@arabellSheraton @sparklebooktour
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Miss Dashwood’s Dilemma
Author: Arabella Sheraton
Cover Artist: Kelly Shorten
Editor: Wendy Clements
Ebook Designer: Cera Smith
Genre: Regency Romance, Historical Romance
Audience: romance lovers
Formats: e-books (pdf for hosts)
Publisher: MUSA Publishing
Pages: 138
Ebook ISBN13: 978-1-61937-585-7
ASIN: B00HGELU66
Date Published: 20/12/2013
Blurb-
When Miss Diana Dashwood accepts an invitation to Lady Prescott’s Christmas party, things do not go quite as she imagines. Through an unexpected event, she is forced to spend the night in a woodsman’s hut with one of the guests. What a scandal! Of course, Sir Gareth Blakely must propose, and he does. Unfortunately, Miss Diana Dashwood has already been engaged to and broken off her engagement from Sir Gareth Blakely after a bitter quarrel. Is it likely she will bow to social pressure and accept his proposal, one made only to save her reputation, and if they marry, does their union stand a chance of survival? And what about the pretty heiress, Miss Jemima Plymstock, whom everyone thinks is the lady Sir Gareth had his eye upon? Headstrong and proud, Miss Diana Dashwood is caught in a dreadful dilemma.
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“Oh!” Rage surged in her breast as she sat up in the chaise lounge. It was impossible to express indignation while lying supine. The effrontery, the gall of the man. She raised her voice. “So now I am stupid because I deliberately strained my ankle?”
His voice became louder as well. “I did not say that—”
“But you meant it,” Diana said through clenched teeth.
“How dare you just announce that we are engaged because of some antiquated idea of saving my virtue? I don’t need you to protect my reputation.”
His jaw dropped. “Oh, really? I suppose you are thinking along the same lines as when you abandoned me just a day before our wedding. You did not do your reputation any good then.”
“It was two days,” she retorted. “Does it matter how many days it was?”
This time his voice was quiet. “It amounts to the same thing.”
Humiliation stung her. “So now you are calling me a jilt?”
The chair scraped on the floor as he stood. “I had no need to do so. The whole of London did it for me.” Then he strode to the door.
Diana’s breath caught in her throat. Shame burned her from head to toe. “You are the most…horrible, cruel, callous, nasty, ill-mannered man I have ever had the misfortune to meet.” She pulled off the ring and clenched her fist, ready to throw it in his face. “I will not be engaged to you. I will not marry you.”
In two strides, he was by her side, and gripping her hand. His fingers tightened painfully on hers. He knelt and stared right at her with a grim, unforgiving expression. “You will remain engaged to me, Miss Dashwood, and for as long as I choose. Do not trifle with public opinion, my dear, or you will be sadly the loser. I tried to protect you and you have flung my best efforts in my face. Have you thought about my reputation? Or that of my aunt and uncle, and your mother, who would also be embarrassed by your petulant behaviour? Have you given any thought to anyone else but yourself in this fiasco?”
She drew in a trembling breath. “No,” she said in a low voice. She dropped her gaze, fuming that he was treating her like a naughty child.
“I will not force you to marry me. I am not such an ogre and I do not want to punish you for what you did. But cooperating with me in this regard will be to your benefit.” He put one hand under her chin and tilted her face upward. “Will you cooperate?” His face was so close to hers. His eyes were like the sky after rain, his mouth so firm…he bent his head closer. Diana thought she might faint. The most ridiculous feeling of dizziness overcame her.
Giveaway-
About The Author –Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
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Married at Midnight by Arabella Sheraton @arabellSheraton @sparklebooktour
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Married At MidnightAuthor: Arabella Sheraton
Cover Artist: Kelly Shorten
Editor: Tamara Frigoletto
Ebook Designer: Coreen Montagna
Genre: Regency Romance, Historical Romance
Audience: romance lovers
Formats: e-books (pdf for hosts)
Publisher: MUSA Publishing
Pages: 206
Ebook ISBN13: 978-1-61937-077-7
ASIN: B007L3U4HI
Date Published: 16/03/2012
Blurb-
When the Earl of Pennington discovers the inheritance from his great-uncle depends on him marrying at midnight on the eve of his thirtieth birthday, he is irate. Marriage is not part of his plan to save his impoverished estates. He crosses paths unexpectedly with the beautiful Roxanne Chesney, who is fleeing from her abusive husband. He offers her a contract: marriage for six months to help him fulfill the conditions of his great-uncle’s will, enabling him secure his inheritance. In return he will pay her a small fortune. Can Roxanne resist this offer? What about the revolting Edgar Doyle who forced her into a loveless marriage that has not been consummated? Roxanne has escaped Edgar’s clutches, but she wonders how long she will manage to evade him. The Earl’s contract has no strings attached. The offer is irresistible except for the fact that Roxanne is already married!
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Excerpt-
Edgar sat next to her, his face at a slight angle so that anyone observing them could not see his expression.
“What do you want?” she murmured though stiff lips.
Edgar snorted. “Want? I want what’s due to me, that’s what I want.”
Roxanne avoided looking directly at him. She knew his hypnotic stare would wear her down again. She watched the happy throng of guests twirling around the room, laughing and enjoying themselves. A terrible sense of suffocation began to overwhelm her. Fighting to retain her self-control, Roxanne unfurled her fan and waved it in front of her face. The regular movement helped calm her and provided a flimsy shield against Edgar’s dreadful gaze.
“I have no money, if that’s what you’re looking for,” she said with calm hauteur.
Another derisive snort. “D’ye expect me to believe that? What with you engaged to the wealthy young Earl of Pennington?”
“He is not wealthy.”
Edgar sniggered as he leered at her in triumph. He lifted her hand and pressed his mouth on the inside of her wrist. Roxanne squirmed at the feel of those loose wet lips against her skin. She snatched her hand from his grasp.
“Not yet, me darlin’, not yet. I hear he’ll be inheriting soon, once he’s married. Something about an old uncle or aunt?”
“His great-uncle Oswald,” Roxanne said, without thinking.
Edgar’s reaction made her wish she’d bitten her tongue instead.
“So you do know there’s money coming then?”
Roxanne tossed her head, affecting nonchalance. “The whole of London knows he had a wealthy old relative. His great-uncle wanted to see him married.”
Edgar leaned closer. The smell of stale sweat mixed with cheap cologne wafted towards her. She wrinkled her nose. Julian always smelled so clean, so masculine.
He sat back, an angry look in his eyes.
“Don’t put on airs and graces with me. You were grateful enough to have me, weren’t you? When you thought you’d be all alone in the world. Pity you didn’t stay long enough to let me show you what you’ve been missing.”
Roxanne felt as if she could explode with rage as she turned to face him. “Let me explain something to you, Mr. Doyle.”
Her voice was low and hard, without a shred of fear. Her eyes blazed an intense green. Anger had burned away all her previous terrors. Edgar recoiled in his seat just a fraction. It was enough to tell Roxanne that he was taken aback by her sudden courage.
“I despise you in every possible way. I knew from the start you were not my father’s cousin. You are a fraud. You intimidated my father into thinking marriage with you would protect me in society. Then you forced me into marrying you and tried to rape me. But I won’t have it, Edgar Doyle, I won’t stand for it.”
Edgar narrowed his eyes. His lips pinched in anger.
“Now you look here, my girl,” he blustered.
“No, you look here,” Roxanne retorted. “How dare you think you can bully me in the Duke of Silverton’s house? Who do you think you are?”
She waved a hand at the crowd of guests. “This is the cream of London society. You are nothing but a fraud, a poseur and a charlatan.”
Edgar curled his lip as he grasped her wrist, squeezing hard.
“Don’t forget something, me darlin’. You and me—we’re married. So if you get hitched to your high and mighty Earl of Pennington, won’t he get a nasty shock when it comes out his new bride is already wed.”
Giveaway-
About The Author –Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
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The Dangerous Duke by Arabella Sheraton@arabellSheraton @sparklebooktour
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The Dangerous DukeAuthor: Arabella Sheraton
Cover Artist: Kelly Shorten
Editor: Celina Summers
Ebook Designer: Coreen Montagna
Genre: Regency Romance, Historical Romance
Audience: romance lovers
Formats: e-books (pdf for hosts)
Publisher: MUSA Publishing
Pages: 229
Ebook ISBN13: 978-1-61937-037-1
ASIN: B005S68D6Y
Date Published: 10/10/2011
Blurb-
When the beautiful but impoverished Fenella Hawke takes up the position of Companion to the elderly Dowager Duchess of Wyndlesham, she is unprepared for the hostile attitude of the current Duke. The handsome and arrogant Devlin Deverell suspects Fenella has secrets to hide. From the moment they meet, Devlin and Fenella experience an overpowering and frightening attraction. They try to fight their growing arousal, but find themselves irresistibly drawn to each other. However, when Lady Penelope Vane, Devlin’s extremely jealous mistress, discovers that Devlin’s attentions are wandering, she sets in motion a ruthless plot to discredit Fenella, with the help of her ally, the rakish Sir Marcus Solesby. Can Fenella keep her secret from the dangerous Duke? Or will Lady Vane’s diabolical plan succeed?
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“Then what is the point?” Fenella was exasperated. “It is none of your business who I speak to and with whom I associate.”
“Oh, yes it is!” Devlin snapped. “I am your employer.”
“No, you are not.” Fenella’s gaze was unflinching. “Her Grace is my employer and you have no right to criticize what I do when I am not on duty. You are not the judge of my conduct.”
“Hear me, Madam,” said Devlin, a dangerous note creeping into his voice. He tightened his lips. “I am the only judge of the conduct of those who reside under my roof. Sir Marcus Solesby is a known seducer of young women.”
Memories flooded into Fenella’s mind of how Devlin’s presence played daily havoc with her. The feeling of his lips against hers plagued her constantly. Worst of all was reliving the night when he had slid his hand under her nightdress and fondled her body—without considering the consequences. Yes, she had failed to stop him until liberties were taken and his unbridled lust and her blossoming sensuality exposed. She had stopped them both in the end.
Not him. He should never have begun this dangerous game and now he had the effrontery to monitor her every move and decide with whom she should associate?
“Oh, really? And what do you call yourself then?” Fenella’s whole body shook with suppressed fury.
Her barb hit home. Devlin went white with shock and rage—shock at hearing his conduct described as that of a roué and anger that this chit of a girl whom he could not control was daring to defy him in his own home.
“I forbid you to speak to that man!”
“Forbid? Fiddlesticks!” Fenella tossed her head.
“You are the most stubborn, insubordinate and aggravating female it has been my misfortune to meet.”
“And you are the most ill-mannered, domineering, selfish brute it has been my misfortune to meet.” Fenella stamped her foot, her cheeks red with rage. A strength she did not know she possessed rose from within; strength and a fierce sense of independence. She would not be bullied by this man, not after all that had happened between them. She saw in Devlin’s expression his struggle with some kind of gigantic force, the towering emotions that consumed him.
Is it rage? she wondered, almost faltering in her decision to stand firm. Have I gone too far?
Perhaps her upbringing had failed her in the end: one certainly did not defy a member of the nobility. As Devlin opened his mouth; Fenella decided that discretion was possibly the better part of valor. She turned on her heel and flung open the library door to find an astonished Freddie standing in front of her, his hand raised.
“I was about to knock,” he stammered.
“Don’t bother.” Fenella ground the word through gritted teeth. “We’re quite finished here.”
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About The Author –Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
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Tempting Clover by Decadent Kane @DecadentKane #interview @sparklebooktour
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Title: Tempting Clover
Author: Decadent Kane
Genre: Paranormal erotic romance
Audience: Adults
Formats: e-book only
Publisher: Breathless Press
Cover By: Fiona Jayde
Editor: Leona Bushman
Word Count: 19300 words
ISBN-13 :978-1-77101-213-3
Release Date: 31 January, 2014
Blurb-
For two years, Clover has been at a goblin’s beck and call. Two years of no orgasms. Until she heard a rumor the sage witch could help her break the goblin’s curse. There’s only a few minor details, like how would she find love on short notice and how deadly are nightshade berries?
Reed’s life was simple, own a bar, walk to work, fight a little. He didn’t expect to tangle with a wanton elfess who disappeared on him not once but twice. Let alone save her from a depraved goblin. He’d sworn off women like her for good, so why did he feel the need to protect her?
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1. What inspired you to write Tempting Clover?
This story came out of left field. I can’t pinpoint who inspired me to write it, so I will say many people in my life contributed.
2. When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I was in fifth grade when I knew I wanted to be an author.
3. What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?
At five years old.
4. What genre of books do you enjoy reading?
Paranormal romance
5. What is your favorite book?
Scarletti Curse by Christine Feehan
6. Who is your favorite author and why?
Kresley Cole because she can surprise me every time. She allows her characters to do shocking things and it’s thrilling.
7. If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time where would you go and why?
I’d go see Edgar Allen Poe because he has a dark and twisted mind.
8. When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?
Most of the time it comes easy as long as the characters continue to talk to me.
9. Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?
I have a black mastiff mutt mix named Deuce.
10. What is your “to die for”, favorite food/foods to eat?
Strawberries
11. Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?
Make the time- truth is that’s the only way you will get anywhere.
Thanks for having me.
~Decadent Kane
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If I had to describe myself, it would be in a word that has infinite meanings with a complexity which falls off the tongue.
A word made up of many elements, is deceptive in appearance, and creates an illusion from the imagination.
My word would be Phantasmagoric.
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Tempting Clover by Decadent Kane #spotlight @DecadentKane #excerpt @sparklebooktour
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Book Info ~Title: Tempting Clover
Author: Decadent Kane
Genre: Paranormal erotic romance
Audience: Adults
Formats: e-book only
Publisher: Breathless Press
Cover By: Fiona Jayde
Editor: Leona Bushman
Word Count: 19300 words
ISBN-13 :978-1-77101-213-3
Release Date: 31 January, 2014
Blurb-
For two years, Clover has been at a goblin’s beck and call. Two years of no orgasms. Until she heard a rumor the sage witch could help her break the goblin’s curse. There’s only a few minor details, like how would she find love on short notice and how deadly are nightshade berries?
Reed’s life was simple, own a bar, walk to work, fight a little. He didn’t expect to tangle with a wanton elfess who disappeared on him not once but twice. Let alone save her from a depraved goblin. He’d sworn off women like her for good, so why did he feel the need to protect her?
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Clover watched his chest widen as he inhaled. He owned the bar and did the tending? Impressive. One little thing to settle. “My savior…” she purred and reached for him, sliding her body up against his. “What do you want for your heroic deed, sir?” Her voice took on a note of sarcasm. “Perhaps I should repay you with a nice, long fuck. Is that what you want?” She brushed a hand along his chest and walked a circle around him. It’s what all men wanted, and if she could oblige, she would. Despite her hurt pride, she found his masculinity, his strength penetrating every part of the bar, captivating.
“I want nothing from you. I only did what any gentleman would have done, Elfess.”
Her heart skipped. He’d already nicknamed her. Anger flared. “I can handle myself. You had no reason to interfere.” It didn’t matter that she liked the nickname and how it rolled off his tongue in that smooth low voice. She didn’t need a protector.
People began to stare.
“And what could you have done as his fist collided with your pretty face? I couldn’t have that now, could I?” His eyebrow arched.
“It wouldn’t have hit me. I would have moved out of the way. He was slow. I had everything under control. You men are all the same—only looking to fulfill your own pride, make sure you’re seen in a good light. I’m no distressed elfling.” Clover stepped back.
Anger permeated him. His nostrils flared out and his face turned the cutest shade of red. Clover resisted the urge to smile.
“Next time, I will oblige your pride.” He advanced on her, taking away the distance between them. His jaw clenched when he reached her. Clover moved backwards, wary of his intentions. His green eyes glared. “Are you worried now, Elfess?”
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About The Author ~
If I had to describe myself, it would be in a word that has infinite meanings with a complexity which falls off the tongue.
A word made up of many elements, is deceptive in appearance, and creates an illusion from the imagination.
My word would be Phantasmagoric.
A word made up of many elements, is deceptive in appearance, and creates an illusion from the imagination.
My word would be Phantasmagoric.
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Kissed by Kim Knnox @kimknox
Kissed
by Kim Knnox
Publication: February 3rd, 2014 by Entangled Novellas
Every princess should be kissed. And by a man who knows what
he’s doing. Beatricia had been enjoying just that with Farris Turner when she
was caught.
he’s doing. Beatricia had been enjoying just that with Farris Turner when she
was caught.
But running only drives her into the arms of a stranger. A
man who wants to offer her one night together, to offer her the experience her
life and duties in the city of Sun-Airor–a place set out of space and
time–have denied her.
man who wants to offer her one night together, to offer her the experience her
life and duties in the city of Sun-Airor–a place set out of space and
time–have denied her.
It’ll be her only chance before she’s forced to enter a
loveless marriage…but who exactly is her stranger? And what will kissing him
reveal?
loveless marriage…but who exactly is her stranger? And what will kissing him
reveal?
@kimknox
Saving Quinton by Jessica Sorensen @jessFallenStar
SAVING QUINTON by Jessica Sorensen (February 4, 2014; Forever E-Book; $4.99)
Nova Reed can’t forget him-Quinton Carter, the boy with the honey-brown eyes who made her realize she deserved more than an empty life. His pain was so similar to her own. But Nova has been coming to terms with her past and healing, while Quinton is out there somewhere, sinking deeper. She’s determined to find him and help him . . . before it’s too late.
Nova has haunted his dreams for nearly a year-but Quinton never thought a sweet, kind person like her would care enough about a person like him. To Quinton, a dark, dangerous life is exactly what he deserves. And Nova has no place in it. But Nova has followed him to Las Vegas, and now he must do whatever it takes to keep her away, to maintain his self-imposed punishment for the unforgivable things he’s done. But there’s one flaw in his plan: Nova isn’t going anywhere . . .
About the author:
Jessica Sorensen is a #1 New York Times and USA Todaybestselling author who lives with her husband and three kids in Idaho. When she’s not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.
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Lost Without You (Lost #2.5) by BJ Harvey @bjharveyauthor #Excerpt
Title: Lost Without You (Lost #2.5)
Author: BJ Harvey
Expected Release: Jan 30th
Hosted by: The Book Avenue
Long before he moved to New York to protect Elle Halliwell, Shay McCarron felt like a drifter.
Working with his best friend, Brax, he took whatever job he could get to survive until mob boss, Victor Bertorelli, offered them both the opportunity of a lifetime, a life line.
Now working security and close protection for some of Georgia’s richest families, the boys are living the high life. High profile jobs, nights of easy women, and copious alcohol…with their very lucrative, if not slightly illegal occupation, the boys think they’re sitting pretty.
Brenna, the youngest daughter of mob boss, Victor Bertorelli, hates her family’s mob ties, their morals, the whole damn thing. She wants to get as far away from them and the notorious Bertorelli name as she can.
Until the blonde haired, green eyed, cocky as hell Shay storms into her life and succeeds in capturing her attention, and her heart.
Unfortunately, it’s the very world they live in that will tear them apart forever.
Get to know the history of the best friend who gave his all in the highly acclaimed Lost series.
Shay
I never believed in the whole one true love philosophy. To be honest, it sounded like a stinking pile of crap that some feminist created to explain every woman’s obsession with being in love.
Thinking back on it, it blindsided me.
I was an easygoing, freethinking bachelor with no commitment, and no worries. Just fast cars, faster women, and a rather healthy income that seemed well above the pay grade for the work Brax and I did.
So color me stupid that I would be the one left speechless the day I met Brenna Bertorelli, the one woman who didn’t want anything to do with me. The same woman who would capture my heart and make me truly believe in the notion of soul mates.
Brenna was that for me.
Shay McCarron – 25 years old. Estranged from parents and twin sister. Works for South Security with his best friend and Army buddy Brax James. Loves his Black GTO, the fast life and fast women.
Brenna Bertorelli – 22 years old. Just returned to Atlanta after four years away at college. Hates her family legacy and the ‘princess’ title that seems to follow her around. Has two older, protective older brothers and has been forced to live with her parents for the foreseeable future.
Brax James – 26 years old, Shay’s best friend and partner. Works for South Security. Victor Bertorelli is his boss.
Victor Bertorelli – Shay and Brax’s boss and Brenna’s father.
BJ Harvey is the Amazon Bestselling Author of The Bliss Romantic Comedy Series and The Lost Romantic Suspense Series. An avid music fan, you will always find her with headphones when writing, and the speakers blaring the rest of the time. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful children, and a full-time university student. BJ resides with her family in what she considers the best country in the world—New Zealand.
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Conning For Keeps by Seleste DeLaney @Selestedelaney #review
Conning For Keeps
by Seleste DeLaney
Publication: February 3rd, 2014 by Entangled Novellas
Lovers undercover…
This was a sick book! I cant give away any spoilers, so I will say that I was almost stuttering. OK there is this part where the agents, obviously undercover sort of covert people, are actually hypnotized. What a twist! I guess if you speak to the subconscious mind you dont have to worry about an agent giving away details right? This is something so different. I was upset it was a novella, cause it was GREAT!
There ia a romance between the agent/con artist Marissa and her new partner for this job, Trevor Harris. If you want a great, different read then try this new Entangled release.
@Selestedelaney
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