Monday, April 22, 2019

The Ambitious Barrister and the Maid Review Tour

Sarah-Ann Jennings is quite happy to satisfy her master’s lust. Forced into domestic service by a penny pinching aunt, she is determined to make enough money to secure her own future and that of her eccentric younger brother. She rather enjoys him, besides.

There is, of course, no question of any emotional entanglement between them. Mr. Alfred Grand is a cold-hearted fortune hunter in search of a wealthy wife, after all. 

For all that, when Sarah-Ann comes to suspect that somebody may be trying to poison him for reasons of their own, she is ready to put all her energy and determination into finding out who it is. This steamy romance set in the mid-Victorian UK is definitely for over eighteens.

The man’s eye fell on me. I would have liked to think that he was wholly moved by pity at the sight of the tears welling in the eyes of the scrawny creature that I then was. There was indeed a spark of sympathy in his, but also some calculation.

That might seem to be a long word for a housemaid, but I had been educated to be a young lady. 

Mr Grand was a man who thought ahead. He saw something in me that interested him. It wouldn’t do for now, for though sixteen, I had much filling out to do. He was ready to wait, just as he was prepared to wait for the right chance to further his career. He was a man who saw potentials closed to those with a less penetrating gaze. In pursuing his goals, he was patient.  

“She will do very well, Mrs Carr,” he gave that cold smile he sometimes used. “That solves your little problem. Now, as to mine –”
The housekeeper was indignant enough to do what servants, even the higher ones, should never do. She cut him off, which was bad enough, and then she contradicted him. “Hardly, Sir. I have no time to train her, and -”

He drew back. She could not have done more to ensure I got the post. He   looked down his well shaped nose at her and cut her off in turn. “I just hired the girl, Mrs. Carr. That makes an end to the matter. See about her box and the rest.”

Later on, I was willing to bet, he would see about my box himself.

My Review:
3 stars

This definitely lived up to its description as a steamy historical romance. However, I was thrown off by the organization of the story as it seemed to be split with all the steamy scenes in the first half and then the mystery and plot in the second half.

This hampered the story as I didn’t get to know the characters that well, and only really warmed up to them once the mystery kicked in near the middle of the story.

Also, because the story was split this way, the plot in the second half ended up feeling rushed because the first half was more devoted to building up steam between the characters than building up the characters themselves or the plot. However, I enjoyed the suspense and mystery in the second half, as well as an ending that kept you on the edge of your seat till the very end.

Overall, this was a fun, short read, with an awesome closing paragraph. If you like lots of steam in your historical romances, this is the book for you.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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Marianna Green is lives in the UK, has a geekish fascination with English Literature and History, and an irrepressible sense of humour. 

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Thursday, April 18, 2019

SOUP The Future is Past and Present VBT

Scott Yonge exploded onto the national consciousness at the 2001 Garrett Awards and quickly rose to legendary status on the wings of his music and his whirlwind romance with independent film actress Michelle Zoe. What should have been a perfect life was interrupted by an ultra-right wing militant group called the American Freedom Force and its leader, Colonel Randall, who forces Scott to choose between his life and that of his son. After his heroic sacrifice, his family is left to pick up the pieces and forge ahead to a future in the vacuum he left behind.

Now, in 2021, his son Hedley inherits music for himself, becoming a star in his own right as technology gives new life to the medium. Scott's daughter, affectionately known as Soup, throws herself into unravelling the mysteries of her family's history. Michelle commits herself to keeping them all together and trying to make sense of life without the one she loves. Through it all, the AFF looms in the shadows, threatening to resurrect the pain they have just begun to overcome.

The dream wakes him, the same one. Hedley’s whispered words “Bye birdies, bye” still ring in his ears as he achieves consciousness. Sound of a different source soon intrudes: that of music playing through the PA system. It’s late, he realizes, and jumps to his feet. He can feel more than hear the rustle of people filing into the arena, bringing with them a sense of tension that will build until show time, then burst like a stick dam before a raging river with the first note. It’s 7:10 PM; an hour and twenty to go. A shrill knock comes to the door, followed by Del’s voice.

“You in there, dude?”

“Si,” Scott replies. All the years of the road, sharing the stage, and the music are audible in Del’s simple words. They don’t have to speak to talk; they’re on the same wavelength.

The show, the focus is the show. Whatever lies with tomorrow lives with tomorrow; they live for tonight. “I need a shower, I stink. I’ll be along soon.”

“Cool, dude, don’t forget your pants.”

He hears cowboy booted footsteps receding on the concrete floor.

A new, unidentifiable tension floats to the surface as Scott showers, rising from the dark side. It has an ominous feel about it, winding like a creeping vine around Scott’s confidence, bringing with it a sense of fear, and worse, a sense of defeat. The wariness settles on him again, draining his energy and his will. He shivers uncontrollably as coldness sets in, and he wonders if he can go on. Then it occurs to him as he cranks the hot water that this is all part of it. The plan all along was to isolate him, weaken him bit by bit, reducing him to a shell of what he is. By show time, they would see Scott as the colonel wants them to see him, a weak and ineffective fool incapable of sustaining a mission of any substance. “You will not break me,” Scott whispers. He leans his head against the cool tiles of the shower stall. “I will not give you that.”

Hello everyone.  I am an author and a musician.  I started writing this series in early 2002.  It has really been a hobby of mine until family intervened!  When my niece Candy came on board, we shot a series of videos at Bedside studios in Winnipeg, to explain questions such as “Who is Scott Yonge?” or “Soup Instructions” to explain the interactive aspect with the music.  We also did interviews such as “Travis and Candy”, “Lenny and Travis” as well as music videos for some of the songs.  The Video “All OF YOU”  has pictures of Candy and my family.  Check out the videos on the YouTube site.  We had so much fun getting them together, we hope it gives you some enjoyment as well. 

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Travis Haugen was born and raised in the prairies of Saskatchewan, lived in Calgary for over 25 years and presently lives in Winnipeg, Manitoba.

Travis has spent forty years of his life touring on the road as a musician and has spent hundreds of hours in recording studios. Travis spends much of his time writing songs, writing stories, playing music and spending valuable time with his family and close group of friends.

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Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Found Review Tour

Some think she’s a monster. He thinks she’s the love of his life.

After she sent several men to the hospital, Dame Blanche Eva Winchester is learning to control her power. But she’s also bored to tears. Enter Prince Bertie, who offers her the chance to go undercover as a waitress in order to find out who’s attacking men in the parking lots of Folk-owned clubs. Bertie’s motives aren’t entirely innocent—he’s smitten by the lethal lady’s charms. But he and Eva discover the attacks are part of a more wide-ranging conspiracy, involving the very survival of the Folk.

As their investigations bring Bertie and Eva closer, Eva finds the downside of dating a prince, even one as yummy as Bertie. But when the prince is attacked, Eva swears to protect him. To overcome a ruthless enemy, the two must stage a last-ditch battle in the blizzard-ridden mountains. And this time they’ll need more than love and super strength to survive.

Eva walked up the street from where she’d left her car. Traffic was brutal because of construction, with an office development going in at the end of the block. Bertie had found the studio for her, and she was taken by the view of the mountains from her window and the amount of natural light. Plus there was space for a workroom if she wanted to start fashioning her own product rather than contracting someone else. She could endure a few traffic jams.

In Animas I had the perfect studio. Good light, ample space, room to grow.

Except going back to Animas was out of the question. Thinking about it only made things worse. Homesickness only made her more restless.

A construction worker carrying scrap to his truck paused to make exaggerated kissing sounds as she walked by. “Oh, baby, shake that thing over here. I’ll give you the ride of your life.”

Eva flicked an imaginary speck of dust from her shoulder, and the board he was carrying whacked him in the knee. She left him hopping up and down and howling.

She never got catcalled in Animas, but they knew her there, she was one of them. And the fact they knew her was the primary reason she couldn’t go back. She wasn’t one of them anymore.

You came here to be anonymous, remember?

My Review:
3 stars

To start, this is Book 3 in the series, which I did not realize until partway in. While I was still able to follow the storyline, I would recommend reading the other two books in the series first because events that happened in the first two books came up here.

My biggest complaint was that the pacing of the mystery side was off. For example, the big reveal of the rebellion leader didn’t make sense. When the secret was revealed, it came out of nowhere since so much of the build-up didn’t happen on-page, a classic show vs. tell case.

The best part was the romance between Bertie and Eva. I want to read the earlier books just to see where these two started from to end up here, together. I especially loved how the smooth-talker Bertie kept tripping up in front of Eva, as it cracked me up while also showing a different side of him than I was expecting. My second favorite part was the worldbuilding and different take on the fae.

All in all, this was a good book, though I would recommend starting from the beginning of the series to help make sense of what’s happening in the series conclusion (book 3).

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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Meg Benjamin is an award-winning author of romance. Her newest series, the Folk, is a paranormal series from Soul Mate Publishing set in Colorado. Meg’s Konigsburg series is set in the Texas Hill Country and her Salt Box and Brewing Love trilogies are set in the Colorado Rockies (all are available from Entangled Publishing). Along with contemporary romance, Meg is also the author of the paranormal Ramos Family trilogy from Berkley InterMix. Meg’s books have won numerous awards, including an EPIC Award, a Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Holt Medallion from Virginia Romance Writers, the Beanpot Award from the New England Romance Writers, and the Award of Excellence from Colorado Romance Writers. 

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Monday, April 15, 2019

Kindred NBtM

In Kindred we find the Damuzi twins settling into their new home with Kori Lark’s family. Desperate to keep the dangerous truth of their identity a secret, Charlie and Tirigan educate themselves on everything that was kept from them, while delving deeper into their mother’s past.

In the future, Tirigan is dealing with the complicated emotions that overwhelm him after the events of Passage. In an attempt to control the situation, Tirigan turns inward and cuts himself off from those who need him most.

By the time Charlie and Tirigan’s timeline’s merge, a burning mystery is solved, and more than one relationship begins to unravel.

Friendship. Trust. Dependency. Lies.

The Damuzi twin’s story continues.

“Sorry for taking over your room,” I tell him, walking until the hallway ends in a slatted wooden door. I push it open as Oleander sighs dramatically behind me.

“Yes. I am incredibly put out. You should be ashamed of yourselves.”

Even though Oleander laughs, a jolt of guilt runs through me. He must see my regret in the sudden tension of my shoulders, because the Gyan’s laugh immediately disappears.

“I’m kidding, of course.” He places a hand on my shoulder, essentially swallowing it whole and forcing me to look up at him. “I’m thrilled to give you my room, Charlie. Over the moon about it. Really! Are you in the market for a new limb, by chance? Because I’ve got a couple with your name on them.”

“My name? Really?” I tease, challenge in my eyes despite the kindness in his.

“Don’t believe me?” Oleander’s brow’s raises comically. “Have a look, yourself.”

The tall Gyan raises his arms out as much as he can in the small hallway, exposing his forearms. There, written in long, flourishing strokes, is my name.

“How?” The question escapes before I can think better of it. Oleander searches my baffled expression for what feels like several minutes. I haven’t a clue what he finds there, but whatever it is makes him smile ruefully.

“You really don’t know what you’re capable of. Do you?”

“I… I guess not. No,” I respond quietly. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Charlie.” Oleander shakes his head. “You are who you are.”

A reluctant interview with twins Charlie and Tirigan Damuzi, protagonists of The Akasha Series. Interview given by Avias Rallidae, good friend of the twins, and conducted after the events of Kindred: Book II of The Akasha Series.

Avias: “Ah, if it isn’t my favorite aliens. Are you ready for the interview?”

Charlie: “Why are we doing this again?”
Tirigan: “Technically, we’re only half Anunnaki. Alien hybrids would be more accurate.”

Avias: “Right. Shall we begin?”

Charlie shrugs. Tirigan simply blinks until Avias break the silence again. Each twin looks equally put out by the interview Avias has so kindly offered to conduct.

Avias: “So, why don’t you tell us a little about yourselves. How you came to be where you are, and what your goals are.”

Charlie: “This is stupid.”
Tirigan: “You are fully aware of this information and our present circumstances. I must concur with my sister. This is extremely foolish and a waste-”

Avias (speaking through his teeth): “For the sake of our audience, just answer the damn questions, will you?”

Charlie: “Fine. We’re Charlie and Tirigan Damuzi, children of a lying alien and a secretive human.”
Tirigan: “Anunnaki and Tessera to be more exact.”
Charlie: “Whatever. Our mother was kidnapped and our father left us in a monster infested forest. We didn’t know what we were until we were seventeen. That’s when we got our powers back.”
Tirigan: “That’s when we received our powers, yes, but we didn’t really understand the full extent of them for some time. We are still adjusting.”

Avias: “And your purpose? Goals? “

Charlie: “Avoid the people that did everything they could to ensure we’d never exist, and now want us dead, all while we try to reunite our family.”
Tirigan: “And perhaps not endure unnecessary and extremely odd interviews such as this in the future.”

Avias rolls his eyes so viciously, one might fear permanent brain damage.

Charlie: “And maybe, in the future, we could make some better friends.”

Avias: “Okay! Next question. How exactly did we come into acquaintance?”

Tirigan: “We met at the solstice festival the Tessera hold twice a year. Our mother left us a letter that instructed us to find your father, Kori.”
Charlie: “Which was insanely easy to do, by the way. I’m still not over that.”

Avias: “No one is.”

Tirigan: “Your father and mother took us in, and now we live with you, your parents, your brother Robin, your sisters Bo and Cyra, as well as your best friend Oleander, who moved from New Cardiff to Pacoa with your family two years ago.”
Charlie: “Kor’s promised to help us look for our mother, while the rest of you help educate us on the powers we never knew we had.”

Avias: “Can you speak a little more on those powers?”

Tirigan: “Yes.”

Avias: ”...”

Charlie huffs out something inane, as she often does.

Charlie (after several moments of stubborn silence): “Unlike fully human Tessera, we have the ability to invoke all four elements. Whereas, plebeians such as yourself, can only invoke one. Avias purses his lips, but does not respond to the rude and extremely inaccurate comment. We also have accelerated healing powers because of our Anunnaki blood, and will outlive you by at least three hundred years.”

Tirigan: “We cannot, however, transfer any of the four elemental powers into the stones Tessera use to extend their power to others. We can only transfer-”

Avias: “Not so fast, Tirigan. We musn’t give away all your secrets.”

Tirigan: “My patience with this game is wearing thin.”

Avias: “Alright, one last question! How are you feeling going into the next part of your story?”

Charlie: “I’m feeling overwhelmed, exhausted, suspicious of everyone, and maybe a little turned on. It’s complicated.”
Tirigan (side-eyes his sister’s response, appalled): “I am feeling determined, hopeful, and perhaps also experiencing some level of shame for certain actions.”
Charlie (staring at her brother mischievously): “Nothing else, Tir?”
Tirigan: “No, I’d say that’s sufficient.” (He shifts awkwardly in his chair, blushes adorably)
Charlie: “So you and Avias haven’t been flirting since-”

Avias: “Right then! Interview over. Carry on!”

Read The Akasha Series from the beginning! Books I & II, Passage & Kindred, are free today and tomorrow (4/15 & 4/16) on Kindle. Look for the first character companion novella this fall, entitled Captive. The third book in the series, Salvage, will be released in 2020.

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Indie Gantz grew up in Northern Virginia and received her Psychology degree at George Mason University. Despite her passion and curiosity for the human mind, Indie left her chosen field of study to finally give voice to the many imagined minds she has created.

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Thursday, April 11, 2019

Edger Lives Review Tour

Our dork of destiny rides again!

Edger is falling for Mary, his bodyguard, kick-ass spy, and cover wife. But she’s so hopelessly out of his league, it’s clear someone’s going to get hurt. Less clear? That someone may be the Prime Minister of Australia.

When Mary confesses her desire to kill the world leader whose assassination Edger’s supposed to prevent, Edger’s superpowers pick the worst time to stop working. Without a fully functional psychic superhero, their team of spies can no longer order him to probe Mary’s mind for ill intent. The stage is set for a confrontation that threatens to strip a defenseless Edger of his loyal protector just when he needs her most.

Return to the Collective Unconscious, this time with Listerine-chugging stoners, Hollyweirdos, commie-alien-kung fu robots, one space gorilla-unicorn, and an exceedingly lovesick Vladimir Putin.

Mind your fingers and toes on page 270. Those skydiving mind-control monkeys have been known to bite!

All the trucks are in the air.

“Run!” Dad yells, peering upward, one leg bent, hands raised toward the airborne fleet rocketing toward space.

My knees buckle, and the action serves to reboot my body mechanics. I hobble off as fast as I can manage, making it three steps before the shock force of an explosion slams me from behind. My ears pop. My feet leave the ground. Shoulder raking across concrete, I skid to stop. More explosions ring out behind me. I cover my head.

Something wet drops from my brow. I prop myself up on one elbow, wince, collapse onto my side. My arm is a mass of gravel and scrapes. I touch my finger to the inside of my cheek—blood. A spike-like blast erupts, so loud it glows in my ears, a pure white sound. The movie reel of life sputters and jams. The air is incinerator hot. Someone’s moaning. It takes me a second before I realize it’s me. I’m on my side.

The air shimmers. Another explosion erupts from the far side of the parking lot, the flash briefly outlining Dad and Nostradamus. Dad falls backward. Nostradamus faces me, his head cocked sideways. His arm makes another throwing motion. High above, a tiny Peterbilt is bearing down on me like a meteorite. I struggle to get to my feet, twist my ankle, fall. The rising trill of the incoming missile hollows my throat. This is it. I’m going to die.

My Review:
5 stars

I absolutely loved this book. Honestly though, I don’t how the heck to review it, as I don’t think any review can truly capture the sheer fun and zaniness of this book.

It reminded me a lot of the early seasons of Chuck (if you like this show, you should read this book), just with even more insanity and WTH moments. Plus, sky-diving monkeys and a gorilla-unicorn.

I will say I wished I had read Edger (book 1) first, as I felt thrown into the deep end when I started this book, and had to play catch-up to figure out who everyone was and their backstory.

All in all though, this was a fast, fun read, with non-stop action and plenty of hijinks and hilarity. Well worth a try.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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David Beem loves superhero movies, taekwondo, and flossing. He lives in Djibouti with his family and crippling self-doubt. To help actualize David’s inner confidence, visit his website and buy all the stuff.

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

The Game Warden's Mate Blurb Blitz

The Hunt. As the new Game Warden, Xrez Ym’ihla brings patrons from across the galaxy to track prey in a game built to enslave the weak and mate the strong. The business is a long running family legacy and Xrez is determined to succeed as his father had before him. He hadn’t meant to let one human occupy his thoughts, mind, and body.

His lies may come back to haunt him, but if he reveals the truth, he’ll ruin his chance to capture the heart of the one he wants.

The Prey. Esme Valdez had her entire life planned from an early age. As a chemist, her life was average and mundane, just the way she liked it. Until the impossible happened. Never did she imagine being abducted by aliens and forced to participate in a survival of the fittest game called The Hunt. If she survives and makes it to the end, she’ll be freed. If not, she’ll be forced to mate the one who captures her.

Esme is determined to win at all costs, even if it means putting her trust in a sexy alien who taunts her in the most delectable way.

Their love was built on betrayal. Can she trust him with her heart and life?

“You’re in The Hunt. There are three ways to leave the arena. You can get yourself killed, captured by a hunter or win.” He briefly glanced their way. “From what I’ve observed so far you’ll be captured and processed before the day is over.”

“Hunt?” the male asked. His eyes were opened wide. Panic and fear splashed across his face.

The female gasped and clutched the male tighter, pressing her body against his back. “Arena?”

Xrez stared at them, pitying them for the circumstances that they’d found themselves in. It wasn’t their fault that they were useless. They were a product of their species. And it wasn’t their fault they were on Turolois. His father was to blame for that.

“My advice? Summon an escape pod. Two hunters followed me and should be closing in on our position. If you leave now, you’ll have a chance to put distance between you and them. They are pack hunters and skilled at what they do. Leaving here on foot is no longer an option as they’ll pick up your scent and corral you into a trap.”

The male scrunched his face, and his lips thinned. “You sound bonkers, man. If you aren’t going to help, get out of here.” Spittle dropped from his lips. “What’s with the bad costume anyway? Are you some messed up cosplayer?”

Xrez didn’t have the energy to indulge these two any longer. No matter what he said, it wouldn’t register in their tiny brains. He’d given them sound advice, and they hadn’t made a move to save themselves.

He took one last glance at the pair of weaklings. If a hunter didn’t capture them soon, their stupidity would get them killed. Yes, it was best that they were taken right away so he could focus on helping the other humans to Level Two.

“I’m so scared of that thing, Spencer,” the woman cried. “It’s so ugly. It looks like a monster.”

“Don’t worry, Mary Ann. This is just a crazy scheme to frighten us. I hate weirdos like him,” the male said in hushed tones. “Ignore him. Maybe if we do, he’ll go away and leave us alone.”

Monster? Ugly?

Is that how humans viewed him? The females of his species found him attractive, virile and strong.

Xrez shrugged. The female didn’t know what a good mate was considering what she’d been used to on Earth. Xrez left the opposite way he’d come, following the scent of one female in particular. He hadn’t gotten two clicks away before he’d heard the screams. It seemed the Cyrox’s efforts had paid off. They’d just acquired a male and female without having to do very much work at all.

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Monday, April 8, 2019

The Virgin Club Book Blast

Challenge: Lose my virginity before my 24th birthday. Time Left: 23 days.

Appletinis, a semi-meltdown, and a ‘Lose My Virginity Challenge’ post. That's all it took for my little blog to go viral.

I’m going to be fine. I’m anonymous. I can just delete the post and pretend it never happened. No big deal, right?


My co-worker crush, Logan—gorgeous, yummy and out of my league—found out about my secret deadline-driven cherry popping quest.

Humiliated would be an understatement.

Fortunately, my besties come to the rescue with a brilliant plan that involves my trending blog. If all went smoothly, I'd not only win over the untouchable Logan but also live my dream of becoming a full-time writer.

The plan isn’t just brilliant, it's perfect… until my new boss, Alexander Freeman comes into the picture with his Brooks Brothers suit and Tom Ford briefcase.

So what if the Stiff is hot? I will not ruin my one chance with Logan or my dream career.

But I'm in more trouble than I originally thought.

Turns out Alex has a few intentions of his own and a huge secret I'm totally unprepared for.

Keeping to my inescapable what goes up, must come down philosophy, it seems only fitting that during my first job interview, I tripped over a cord and face-planted into someone’s desk, breaking my nose. You wouldn’t believe the amount of blood that can come out of your face. By the horrified gasps of those in the office and their reluctance to come anywhere near me, you would’ve thought I had transformed into a hideous zombie, unsteady on my feet, reaching out for help and gurgling through the faucet of red flowing out of my nostrils.

Thankfully, someone did eventually come to my rescue. With watering eyes and searing pain, and in a state of panic from the amount of blood on my shirt and hands, I could put girl power on the wayside. Adrenaline doesn’t give a crap about your sense of independence or not wanting someone to be your “savior.” It has only one job—survival.

I took his help without shame.

Although I couldn’t see his face through blurred vision, I still remember his voice, calming me and telling me that I’ll be fine and how he had had his nose broken twice. My heartbeat eventually slowed to a more normal rate as he waited with me for an ambulance. There’s something reassuring about having someone by your side who understands you. Someone who had been through it and was willing to go through it again with you.

I never got his name, and I sure as hell won’t go back for a second interview.

So if you’re out there, I just wanted to say thank you.

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1. Surround yourself with some incredible, kick-ass women you call friends.

2. Don’t worry about failure or mistakes. It’s how you respond to them that makes all the difference.

3. An appletini is never complete without two cherries.

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