Friday, October 24, 2014

What am I up to now?

The last couple years have been dry for me, creatively. But, I've been taking some classes and finding new ways to get inspired and better ways to write. One of those ways is participating in NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month.

I'm not sure how this all works yet but I'm game to try anyway. If you're NaNoing too, I'd love to be your writing buddy: BrannanBlack.

I've got plans for a M/F story set in the same world as Eireann's tale but about 500 years earlier. I know, there should be more after Eireann's tale and there will be but... this is where my muse wants to roam.

Frankly, I'm just thrilled we're speaking again. She can roam anywhere she wants. Bend any genders and break any rules. We're getting ready to break out of our cocoon and show off our shiny new wings.

You can keep track of my progress once writing starts Nov. 1 with the widget on the left.


Friday, July 25, 2014

Wolfman Apocalypse Collection

by Brannan Black

Four years ago our world ended with the lightning fast spread of the wolfman plague. The lucky ones died. Men who survived became something from the Twilight Zone growing larger, stronger and faster with better senses than us mere humans. Oh, and aggressive? ‘Roid rage is nothing compared to these guys. They either wanted to kill it, fuck it or eat it, sometimes all three, and not in any particular order.

One of a few immune men, I live in a fortified compound with a couple dozen women, a bunch of kids and two asshole straight guys. Sounds like a man’s wet dream — unless you happen to be the last gay man standing. After a winter locked up with two guys I’ve got nothing in common with, a few dozen lonely women and about a dozen kids, I needed to get away. That’s how I ended up alone in that alley staring death in the face.

I expected to die, not find my future and someone to share it with. Not that it was all wine and roses what with angry wolfmen, militant women and a threat none of us saw coming.

The Wolfman Apocalypse Collection contains the previously released novellas Apocalypse, Revelations, Judgement, Salvation, and Genesis.

Available at: Changeling Press, All Romance ebooksCoffee Time Romance, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Amazon

Loud growls reached my ears as soon as I stepped out of the building. I crept along the shadows to peer around the corner. Son of a bitch! A couple of beasts lounged around my truck.

Four years ago the world ended, or at least that’s when the government collapsed. The plague had hit a couple years before that. It spread so fast all the doctors in the world couldn’t stop it. The media dubbed it Werewolf Syndrome. Women and children got sick, some died.Older guys or those physically weak didn’t survive what the virus did to them.

The men that survived turned into something from the Twilight Zone. They grew larger, with denser bones, stronger muscles, and deadly claws. Slightly elongated jaws came complete with lethal fangs. Their weird yellow eyes could see in the dark, and with the depth perception of a falcon. Faster reflexes and endurance made them a top predator.One of the last newscasts I saw showed one ripping an African lion apart at the local zoo and eating it.

Oh, and aggressive? ‘Roid rage is nothing compared to these guys. They either wanted to kill it, fuck it or eat it, sometimes all three, and not in any particular order. No one knows if they lost the memory of who they’d been or if they didn’t care anymore. Maybe they just plain went nuts. No one could get close enough to ask, not and live to tell about it. Not that it made them stupid. Might have been containable if it had.

Once it got started the world just tore itself apart. A fucking apocalypse. There just weren’t enough women with the combat training to handle the beasts. The women and children who managed to escape joined the few of us immune men in hidden fortresses, fighting to survive.

Unfortunately, despite the danger, sometimes we had to go scrounge for supplies. I’d seen a few bodies. Not pretty. Night Of The Living Dead not pretty. But I had the training to find what we needed. Plus, after a winter locked up with two guys I’ve got nothing in common with, a few dozen lonely women and about a dozen kids, I needed to get away. That’s how I ended up alone in that alley staring death in the face.

Two of them were leaning up against my only way out of the city. OK, I suppose I could walk the forty-plus miles back to our camp but it’d take forever and leave me exposed to more roaming beasts. I fingered my .45 but doubted I could shoot them both dead before they could get to me. Unless you hit one right between the eyes, one shot wouldn’t do more than piss them off.

Shit, my ass was fried.

A subtle breath of air raised the hair on the back of my neck. I whirled just in time to miss the full impact of the blow aimed at the back of my head. Even so, the glancing blow spun me into the wall. They jumped me so fast I had no chance at defense. Within seconds, my face ground into the cracked, muddy pavement, both arms twisted behind me so hard I thought it’d rip them out.

Muddy black biker boots filled my vision. I tried to look up,only to have my face smacked back into the pavement. “You’re not rabid,not pack. What are you beside weak and slow?” The boots came with a deep voice that rumbled out in a growl.

I was still puzzling over what he meant by “pack” or “rabid” when boots connected sharply with my ribs. Pain erupted along my hip and ribs from the other side. My yelp set off a round of cruel sniggers and growls. Fuck! Now they’d start tearing me apart for sure.

”Knock it off! Get him up.” The deep voice headed in the direction of my truck.

Rough hands with inch and half long claws on each finger jerked me to my feet like a rag doll. I’d never really worked out but at six foot with muscles gained from an active life, I wasn’t small, either.

They shoved me along behind the deep-voiced guy. Long black hair pulled back in a loose braid spilled halfway down his back. A worn black leather jacket hugged his broad shoulders. Tight, worn jeans wrapped an ass that, under other circumstances, I’d be drooling over. Shit, my cock didn’t seem to get the message that death, ugly painful death, lay just ahead.

Did I mention I’m gay? So now I could add painfully confined erection to my growing list of aches.

Three more large beasts — OK, so they’re all large — stood near or leaned against my truck. A shove sent me face first across the hood and a body slammed against me, pinning me there. Shit, the guy’s cock felt huge, and more than ready, jammed up against my ass. I was so fucked. Probably literally, and then they’d rip what was left apart.

”So, not pack, not rabid. Human, but not female. Huh. Didn’t think any human males still lived.” That deep voice moved casually around me as he spoke. The slightest movement when I tried to look at him got me shoved harder into the truck with a clawed hand gripping theback of my neck. I got the message and held still.

”Still nothing to say, little human male?”

Leave out the menacing words and that beast had one of the sexiest deep voices I’d ever heard. It pissed me off how it turned me on. “What, you want me to compliment you on how fucking smart you are?”I groaned inwardly. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that. Angry growls closed in around me. I squeezed my eyes shut figuring the end had to be near. Me and my smart mouth, I just couldn’t shut the fuck up.

A soft, throaty chuckle hit me like ice water on bare skin,shocking me back to the here and now. “I can smell your fear, and yet you defy me?” The voice leaned so close I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. “Not very smart, little human. Any one of us could rip you apart without raising a sweat.”

He nuzzled into my neck more like a lover than someone ready to rip me to shreds. His measured breathing tickled along my neck, the side of my face. I’d never found scared shitless to be sexy before, but more blood rushed south when his lips nibbled along my jaw.

”I wonder if the rest of you tastes as good.” Those had to be his fingers grazing my cheek. Shock waves of desire spread out from his touch. How the hell could I find this arousing? It’d been years since I had a lover, but still…

He moved around to the front of the truck where I could stare at the sizable bulge in his low slung jeans and the hint of ripped abs just above. My stupid cock must have liked the view because despite being smashed into a truck hood, it got even harder.

”Where are the rest of your humans?”

He wanted to talk before ripping me apart? Unheard of, didn’t even know they could hold a conversation. “I’m here alone.” Fuck, they just wanted to find more victims.

”No shit, or they’d be joining you. Bet you aren’t collecting this shit just for fun. So where are the other humans? Or are you part of another pack?” His voice no longer sounded sultry. It sounded like pain, followed by death.

I swallowed hard and pulled up every ounce of courage I could muster. “I don’t know what you mean by pack. I’m alone.”

A heartbeat’s pause, and then claws yanked me up and slammed me back down, making sure to bounce my face off the hood this time. Son of a bitch! A gush of blood flew from my nose. I didn’t think it was broken, but with so many other things hurting, who could tell?

”Fuck! OK, pretend, for a minute, I do live with others like me. Do you really think I’d tell you? And just to speed this up, is this where you promise to let me go if I tell you? Or maybe just kill me fast instead of really slow. Either way, if I did have people I cared about, I would rather you fucked me half to death before eating me for dinner, alive, than tell you anything. I’m pretty damn sure you will anyway but at least my hypothetical friends stay safe.”

Silence fell and oddly, I didn’t get smashed into the truck again. The overgrown beast pinning me down leaned down where I could see him. “We’re pack. We don’t eat our own kind, or your kind either.”He flashed me a wicked grin. “At least not for dinner.” The others raked me over with lewd looks and suggestive grins. One went so far as to lick his lips while staring my ass. So maybe they still wanted to fuck everything. Something of an improvement over being eaten alive…maybe.

Available at: Changeling Press, All Romance ebooksCoffee Time Romance, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Amazon

Praise for Wolfman Apocalypse (Collection)
"It’s the ultimate Alpha and the geeky human scenario. I did enjoy the plotline a lot. I recommend this book and series for a good read... Enjoy!"
-- 4 Stars from Sandra, Night Owl Reviews

Praise for Apocalypse

"It's dark and dreadful, dripping with conflict, yet has all the things that will make your heart flutter and your pulse race while you ride the edge of your man love."
-- Raine, Joyfully Reviewed

"Brannan Black weaves a great tale with fantastic characters full of emotion and depth. I was pulled in right from the start and couldn't put it down. Wolfman Apocalypse grabs your attention from the first page and keeps you on your toes all the way to the end making this a book that should not be missed."
-- Mistletoe, Whipped Cream Reviews

"...I thoroughly enjoyed this work. Brannan Black has created an intriguing world and rich characters that I wouldn't mind seeing more of."
-- Patchcat, You Gotta Read Reviews

Praise for Revelations
"Brannan Black takes the reader on an intense ride in this book. Pulling you in right from the start and keeping you entertained all the way to the end."
-- Gabrielle, The Romance Studio

"Brannan Black did a wonderful job in creating a unique post-apocalypse story. It's amazingly well written with a lot of action and Alpha sex."
-- Myrtle, Whipped Cream Reviews

Praise for Judgement
"Judgement is a solid offering in the Wolfmen series and will intrigue M/M fans as well as those who enjoyed the first two of the series."
-- Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed

"Mace and Daniel’s relationship continues to evolve. The dialogue alone is enough to keep readers coming back for more. As an added bonus, the sexual chemistry between the characters is sizzling."
-- 5 Hearts from Susan P., The Romance Studio

Praise for Wolfman: Salvation
"Old friends and new acquaintances round out a riveting story. You'll laugh and cry with this one and still be wanting more."
-- 5 Hearts from Susan P., The Romance Studio

"Brannan Black's Salvation is exceptionally emotional, as well as action packed with both internal and external chaos."
-- 4.5 Nymphs from Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs

"Have there ever been sexier wolfmen? I just love it."
-- 4 Stars from Valentina Heart, The Romance Reviews

"This series just keeps getting better with each book."
-- 5 Cherries from Mistletoe, Whipped Cream Reviews

"Brannan Black delivers another high octane ride from start to finish... the sparks flying between Mace and Daniel are pure perfection."
-- 4 Hearts from Dawn, Love Romances and More

Praise for Genesis
" impressive and exceedingly enjoyable installment to this world building series."
-- Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews

"This is the type of writing I like the most, without sugarcoating and with pure rawness at every step. I do hope we get more."
-- Valentina Heart, The Romance Reviews

"...a fast action thrill ride that will leave you breathless. Brannan Black keeps the reader glued to the edge of their seat with this latest installment and I was hard pressed to put it down."
-- Dawn, Love Romances & More

The Wolfman Apocalypse Collection contains the previously released novellas Apocalypse, Revelations, Judgement, Salvation, and Genesis.

Available at: Changeling Press, All Romance ebooksCoffee Time Romance, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Amazon

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Crested Butte Writer's Conference

Wow, what a beautiful setting!

I went with Marie Sexton and had a great time. Marie and I seem to have a lot in common, more than just both writing m/m fiction. I tried to keep my fan-girl under control but I love Marie's writing.  My favorites are the Oestend series. I urge you to check them out.

We met lots of great writers and other industry professionals like Mark Coker of Smashwords, Carlie Webber of Webber Assoc. (an agent), Christen Trimmer of Simon & Schuster books for young adults and Jessica Williams of William Morrow. The Crested Butte Writers are a great bunch of folks who write all kinds of fiction. 

Kristen Lamb ruled as the best speaker IMHO. Despite food poisoning and altitude issues, she was the most dynamic speaker I've seen in a very  long time.  Her three classes were not only funny and engaging but she gave lots of good information and really knew her topics including some cool back ground on communication through the ages. The best part, her classes weren't just plugs for her books! I really hate when I sit through an hour long live infomercial. Thanks to Kristen I have a new plan for blogging.  Yes, I will be blogging more often and bopping over to facebook and twitter, too. 

I'll be picking up her books: "We Are Not Alone" and when it comes out July 4th, "Rise of the Machines—Human Authors in a Digital World".  You can find out more about Kristen on her blogs: and

She's created a whole online community called the WANA's.  I've been checking that out too.  Looks really cool.

Who are your favorite speakers?

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Denver Pride Fest This Weekend

Join me and my fellow Colorado LGBT writers including Marie Sexton, George Seaton, Caitlin Ricci, Tabatha Heart, Carter Quinn and more  at Denver PrideFest this weekend.  We'll be in booths B16 & B17. Stop to chat with us.

In addition to meeting the authors, you can purchase books including the anthology "Out in Colorado" with stories from six Colorado authors: George Seaton, Cari Z, Tabatha Heart, Caitlin Ricci, Lichen Craig, P.D. Singer.  Here's the blurb from publisher Storm Moon Press:

"This collection brings six talented authors from the Centennial State together under one title, all offering their take on what it means to be Out in Colorado. These stories explore the cultures and mores of the state as only native authors can, each bringing a unique perspective on the diverse peoples and changing attitudes that are quickly coming to define this state in transition. First, in Something Old, Something Blue, Justin Pauldino, the adopted son of Denver's Italian mob boss, is a one night stand kind of guy and likes it that way, until his latest bed partner, Michael Blu, upsets his applecart world enough to make him consider settling down. When Justin decides to put his best foot forward with Michael—a third generation attorney, whose father and grandfather have an unpleasant history with Justin's adoptive father—Justin's world is turned upside down when his good intentions set in motion a series of events that will change his life forever. Then, Joey Graham has demonstrated his Casual Brilliance and landed the job of his dreams out of school; the only catch is that he has to move to Colorado to do it. Fortunately, Joey's got a new coworker who's more than happy to introduce him to everything his new home has to offer. Next, in a yearly tradition, five friends had gotten together in a cabin in the winter mountains of Colorado, but one of them has been lost for years. This year, all five friends will be back together and discover secrets that will change their lives forever, in Spirit's Fire.

In Take a Bow, Brandon's daughter's wedding is approaching quickly, and the nervous father realizes that if he is to keep from embarrassing his little girl during the father-daughter dance, he needs some lessons pronto. But the gorgeous and charismatic dance instructor, Crispin, has Brandon too distracted to learn when all he can think of is dragging the man down for some dancing of a more horizontal sort. Next, stuck in an abusive relationship with the cultured and sophisticated (and closeted) Ethan, a relationship that is quickly spiraling downward, Trevor feels Frozen, lost and left behind as everything spins on around him. When a sudden turn of violence forces Trevor to face the tragedy that his life has become and make a hard choice, it could be the awakening he needs, or it could be the last decision he ever makes. Finally, being an otter shifter, though fun, comes with its own set of problems for Lon, not the least of which is the need to be in his shifted form for at least a few hours every week. This biological imperative threatens his budding romance with University of Colorado adjunct professor Corey when an accident in the back country leaves Lon unable to make his shift without revealing his furry secret, in Slip/Slide/Snow."

 If you can't make it to PrideFest, the anthology can be purchased here.

Find out more about PrideFest at their website:

Thursday, May 23, 2013

National Relief Efforts -- Matching Funds Aid to Oklahoma Disaster Victims

From the desk of Margaret Riley

Wanna help? We do too. Use the code Relief2013 on any order and we'll give you 7.5% off your entire order, and we'll add a matching 7.5% donation to aid national relief efforts for victims of the Oklahoma disaster. (Unrestricted discount code, and you may use this code more than once)

Margaret Riley

Monday, February 4, 2013

News release from TRS

  • Changeling Press Birthday Party @ TRS February 5th!

    Join us for a special party to help celebrate the ninth birthday of Changeling Press! One lucky winner will win 9 books from Changeling Press, their choice of titles!

    Anne Kane
    Ashlynn Monroe
    Ayla Ruse
    BJ McCall
    Brannan Black
    Cynthia Sax
    Kate Hill
    Marteeka Karland
    Megan Slayer
    Melyssa Jay
    Renee George
    Sam Cheever
    Sarah Makela
    Sean Michael
    Shelby Morgen
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    The event will be held exclusively at our PARTY SITE. Hope to see you there!

  • Thank you!

    The staff at The Romance Studio

    Thursday, January 31, 2013

    For a limited time, Island Wolfman: Paradise at 20% off

    Island Wolfman: Paradise now available through Coffee Time Romance. For a limited time buy it a 20% discount!

    Read the entire first chapter at D. ReneƩ Bagbypresents first chapters!

    Marooned. Alone with only the voices in my head -- and an island full of sex crazed wolfmen... They call this Paradise? Really?
    What started out as a romantic cruise -- a last ditch effort to save our fading marriage -- turned ugly when my wife, Cecily, dumps me off me on an island in the middle of the Caribbean. To be fair, the virus was turning the men into monsters. All the men got left behind, to keep the women safe. But did she have to look so happy to get rid of me?
    Immune to the virus that's ripped our world apart, I'm the only human left on this damnable island. I'm a slightly neurotic forty-year-old college professor playing Robinson Crusoe on the Island of Dr. Moreau.
    "Oh please, Ari. You're far from Robinson Crusoe. He was a real man."
    Oh, and my wife? She's still nagging me, if only in my mind. And now there's a certain wolfman after me who just doesn't understand I'm not looking to switch teams. Then there's the heat and humidity, wild wolfmen ready to attack, and a hurricane looming on the horizon.
    Island life is far from paradise.

    Praise for Paradise
    "Zack is incredible and his pack members are fascinating. They are a powerful combination of innocence and instinct... all the makings of another great ride. I can't wait for the next."
    -- 4 Stars from Emma, Night Owl Reviews

    "This book was a great read. Each of the characters vividly come to life and emotions jump off of the pages in this story."
    --4 Hearts from Gabrielle, Love Romances & More
    "Paradise is an original, a kind of quirky yet fascinating look at life which proves that there can be a happily ever after even in the strangest of circumstances..."
    -- Lisa, Joyfully Reviewed
    "I grinned when I first read the blurb for the first book of the Island Wolfman series. I was going to get more of the rough stuff, meet new characters and just enjoy Black's terrific world. I got just what I had expected. Recommended for readers who like it different."
    -- 4 Stars from Valentina Heart, The Romance Reviews

    Monday, January 21, 2013

    Straight from the desk of my editor:

    "It's Inauguration time in the US! All politics aside, here's to another 4 years. :-)
    And of course there's a discount code for that -- what's a party without a sale? 10% off on any purchase, unrestricted, from now till it's not 1/21/2103 anywhere in the world. Code: Inauguration2013

    Margaret Riley   Publisher"

    And that includes my newest release, Bind Faith, Wolfman Tales 3.

    Blind Faith, Wolfman Tale 3 Now available at Changeling Press

    Love is a leap of faith. And love conquers all. Right? If only it were that easy.

    Blurb: Life among humans. Not something my two wolfmen ever expected to experience again. The women at the compound are just as surprised to find themselves sharing their sanctuary with the very wolfmen they're trying to protect themselves from. Learning to trust each other won't be easy but I have faith, in my wolfmen and our love. Love conquers all. Right? If only it were that easy.

    Tuesday, January 15, 2013

    Blind Faith, Wolfman Tale 3 coming Jan 18

    Love is a leap of faith. And love conquers all. Right? If only it were that easy.

    Blurb: Life among humans. Not something my two wolfmen ever expected to experience again. The women at the compound are just as surprised to find themselves sharing their sanctuary with the very wolfmen they're trying to protect themselves from. Learning to trust each other won't be easy but I have faith, in my wolfmen and our love. Love conquers all. Right? If only it were that easy.

    Coming Jan 18 to Changeling Press

    Adult Excerpt:

    The waiting room smelled of warmed fake leather, worn carpet and antiseptic. Some heat radiated off the windows. I bet it was nice outside. Being cooped up here sucked, major sucked.

    A loud bang rattled a glass window.

    "Eeek!" I nearly fell off the stiff seat of the waiting room couch I jumped so hard.

    "Sorry, Mei, didn't mean to startle you." Derek flopped down on the couch next to me with a frustrated huff. I pulled him to lay his head on my lap and ran my fingers through his silky hair, gentle little strokes designed to soothe. He let out a deep sigh and let go of a small amount of the tension thrumming through his body. I ran soft, teasing caresses over the tight line of his jaw, smooth since he'd just shaved. He settled a bit more.

    The sound of Jay's pacing echoed around the otherwise too quiet waiting room. My boys did not take inactivity well. Especially not forced inactivity. And until the women of this refugee compound said otherwise, here we had to stay.

    Actually, they had to stay; I could leave anytime. I think that irritated them even more, that I could come and go at will while they would be shot for poking their noses out the door.

    "Jay, sit your ass down. You're making me crazy!" Derek snarled. All the tension he'd let go returned with friends. It radiated off him like sparks of electricity.

    Jay's frustration came out in a deep growl. "Sorry, Derek, I just hate sitting still."

    Derek growled back, a deep dangerous sound that vibrated from deep inside. His head jerked up from my lap.

    I offered soothing strokes through the tangle of his long hair and a gentle tug. "Shh, Derek. It's OK. It'll work out." I hoped to distract them from their restlessness. No such luck. My guys were more about action than words. It made me realize just how much time we'd spent rolling around in bed or asleep those first few days. After that, they roamed near the shelter while I enjoyed the fresh air. Were all wolfmen this active by nature? "Have you had any more thoughts on how to help them increase their security?"

    "How am I supposed to do that when we're caged up in here?" The tight clip of his words expressed his agitation quite clearly.

    Gently, I tugged at his hair, urging him to lie back down. "I know, lovers. Waiting is never easy, but we don't have a lot of choices at the moment."

    I heard rustling and then Jay sank down against the front of the couch. He flopped back against me and I stroked his head. "Jay? What happened to your dreads?" A short wiry brush replaced the tangled mat that turned into nature's own dreadlocks.

    He leaned into my touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "Derek helped me with it this morning. Do you like it?" He sounded hesitant.

    I ran my fingers all over his head searching through tight curls no more than a quarter inch long. "Yes, mate, I do. Nice to card my fingers through your hair."

    We stayed like that for a while, me stroking them. Contentment filled me, something I never thought I'd feel again. And love. God, how I loved my wolfmen!

    Derek shifted in my lap, leaning over to nuzzle Jay's neck. Jay turned, kissing the inside of my wrist. With my hand on his cheek, he leaned in to kiss Derek. Strong jaw muscles danced under my hand as their kiss swiftly moved from sensual to heated. Tingles flowed up my arm, lighting sparks all along my skin.

    Hot, moist lips kissed my hand, my wrist. Derek sucked my thumb into his mouth. Ahh, that felt amazing! A zing of passion zipped down to my pussy.

    Jay nibbled down my arm until he kissed Derek with my thumb sucked from one mouth to another. My breath caught. Heat flushed my body.

    I ran my now wet thumb down Jay's throat as my other hand tugged and stroked in Derek's silken locks.

    They went back to kissing each other, encouraging me to "watch" them with my hands. Soft sexy rumbles purred through their bodies and right to my sex like great big vibrators.

    Derek rolled over so his face was buried between my legs. "Mmmm, Mei smells hot!"

    Having a man's face sniffing my crotch shouldn't have been as sexy as it was. The little growly groans had my panties wet in no time. Next thing I knew, Jay was on the couch with me, laving hot kisses on whatever wasn't covered in cloth. His big strong hands cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples with his thumb.

    I sucked in a deep breath, desire radiating out from his touch. Derek had pulled his head out of the way and skilled fingers rubbed over my mons. God, I was burning up! And then it stopped. Completely stopped. Irritated growls issued from both guys.


    "Got an audience."

    Friday, November 23, 2012

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