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Author Spotlight and Giveaway: Iris Blobel…



Welcome to the Author Spotlight, Iris, and congratulations on the release of ‘New Beginnings”. Can you tell us a little about your newest release?

I wrote “New Beginnings” while visiting Hobart, the beautiful capital of Tasmania. I love Tasmania and as I did the tourist bus tour in the red double-decker I wondered how it would be to move to this southern city. The book begins with two sisters sitting in an office across the road from the old post office building and that is where I came up with the idea … as I was waiting for the bus.


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#SweetSat - 28/07/12

Thanks everyone for stopping by. Hope you enjoy this little sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"


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Her heart was beating as if she had just run a marathon and it took all her strength to enter the hotel and ask for his room number. The hotel lift seemed to take forever to finally reach the third floor. She took a deep breath and knocked at the door. Nicky vaguely heard him say to come in.

“Hey, Miss England. I thought I was under strict instructions: Dinner only and that at a restaurant.”

Nicky felt her knees giving way underneath her. She felt her body shaking and wasn’t enjoying being there.

“Daniel, I cannot go out for dinner with you tonight,” she said very softly.

He moved closer to her, sensing that something was wrong.

“Daniel, I am married and even though my husband lives in the States, it doesn’t change the fact that we’re married.”Nicky felt the tears running down her face. “The thing is, though, since I’ve met you, all I do is think of you. I can’t get you out of my head. I keep thinking of the way you held me when we danced. I cannot sleep because I remember the way you kissed me.” She wiped away a few tears, and with a big sigh, went on, “I just cannot have dinner with you, because I have to do what is right and that means I shouldn’t see you again. I am really, really sorry.”

Daniel just looked at her for a while. The silence made her nervous and uneasy. Nicky wanted to say something, but he held his finger in front of her lips to stop her. He took her face in his hands and looked right at her.

“You did come, though. Please don’t go,”he whispered. He moved forward to her and gently kissed her. Nicky moved back, but he held onto her hand and pulled her closer. He kissed her again and she felt herself slowly giving in to him. She had yearned for his kisses for such a long time and didn’t want to fight them any longer. They had already made her too weak. He touched her neck with his lips, gently moving his hands down her arms to her waist, slipping his hands under her shirt, caressing her back. His kisses felt like an exciting rush to her body, something so gentle, but at the same time wanting, like she hadn’t known before. He looked into her eyes as if to get her okay, picked her up in his arms and eased her onto the bed. Nicky’s body trembled as Daniel kissed every inch of her body while removing her clothes. She enjoyed the way she was being loved in such a caring yet passionate way.








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#SweetSat Sample - 14/07/12

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Sorry I haven't been part of Sweet Saturday Sample for the last few weeks, but life's been busy with two girls at home on their term break. But I'm loving it! :-)

This is another sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"



          Nicky had just come out of the shower when Daniel knocked at the door. She opened the door slightly and saw him smiling at her, with a towel her only cover. Then her mobile rang and she went back into the room. It was Shane, but she chose not to answer it. When she turned around, Daniel had already stepped into the room with her.

          “My timing seems to be just perfect,” he said with a big grin. Nicky rolled her eyes at him.

          “Okay – just a quick question. I just talked to Sash. Vonnie, her family, Erin, her little princess and Alex are camping down near Cork for a few days and are wondering whether we would like to join them on the way home. Sash could bring all the stuff,” Daniel told her.

          “You’re kidding me, aren’t you?” Nicky was slightly baffled. “Camping?” Her eyes grew big.

          Daniel moved closer. “Don’t tell me you’ve never been camping.” He smiled.

          “You don’t expect me to sleep in a tent, on a mattress out there with all sorts of crawling little bugs,” Nicky sighed.

          “Miss England, it’ll be great. I promise. You’ll camp with me and Sash in the tent and you’ll be fine. Come on.”

          She thought about it and looked into his begging eyes.

           “You owe me big time for this, Mr. Callaghan!” She quickly adjusted the towel that was in danger of slipping.

          He donned a smile of anticipation, took her face into his hand and softly touched his lips to hers.

          “They say nothing beats sitting by the campfire under the stars.” He looked into her blue eyes before brushing her lips with his again.

          “You’re taking advantage of the situation here, Mr. Callaghan,” Nicky said softly.

          He smiled conspiringly. “Shh,” he whispered into her ear and took her hands off the towel. He kissed her gently as he laid her down on the bed. Nicky closed her eyes in pure happiness as he caressed her body softly with his lips. It was an overwhelming sensation that made her give into her feelings.




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#SweetSat Sample - 23/06/12

This is another sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"

Nicky is my main character. She lives in London with her two young girls. She's just made friends with two Irish women (Siobhan & Erin) who are now in London to enjoy the sights with two of their friends (Daniel & Sasha)

On the way she saw a clock and decided that it was time to go home. She didn‘t like driving in the dark but, more importantly, she still had to get to her car using the underground, a rather unappealing thought and she was slightly annoyed for not having thought about that earlier.
On her way back to the group she bumped into Daniel when she was casually brushing off some crumbs from the chips she had been nibbling.

"You‘re making a habit out of this, Miss England," he said."It‘s not really my fault that you have a tendency to always be in my way, Mr. Callaghan."
Daniel laughingly shook his head. "By the way, thanks for a great day!"
"I don‘t believe that one bit. Going shopping all day must be a man‘s worst nightmare."
"I have a feeling it was for you as well. You don‘t come across as a big shopper. So thanks!"
Nicky blushed, but tried to cover it up by brushing the rest of the crumbs off her shirt. She felt his finger under her chin. He lifted it up gently and moved forward towards her. She heard his quiet words, "I could go shopping every day with a guide like you," and then he gently kissed her lips. Nicky‘s heart raced but instead of pulling away she opened her lips under his, inviting him to move ahead. For a very brief moment the world around her didn‘t exist and she was overwhelmed with a rush of emotions.





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#SweetSat Sample - 16/06/12


This is a sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"

Nicky is my main character. She lives in London with two young girls. She's just made friends with two Irish women who are now in London to enjoy the sights with two of their -male- friends.


“Yes, that’s my husband.”
Daniel raised his eyebrows. “I had no idea, honestly. So he’s in the States and you’re living here with your kids?”
“Yes.”
“Do you still love him?”
Nicky hesitated. She was quite tempted to give him an honest answer, an answer she thought he deserved, but she had no idea where he was going with this questioning, so she lapsed back to her old self and put up her safety wall.
“This is none of your business.” Nicky was about to stand up when he took hold of her hand and held her back.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I am really sorry,” he said.
She looked at him and knew he was sincere with his apology. “Sorry, Daniel. People have been digging into my private life for such a long time and so often, purely for gossip and financial reasons, it has become very difficult to trust people.”
Nicky sensed Daniel’s look on her. She was expecting him to comment on what had just been said, but he remained silent. It was an odd feeling, a feeling as though he was about to take her in his arms, but the moment soon passed. She was relieved, because the friendship and the trust that came with it were still too new. He was still holding her hand, though, and Nicky made no attempts to take it away. She liked to feel his gentle hands on hers.
“Love is such a big word,” she said. “People just use the word, without even thinking what it actually means. Most of us don’t even know what it means, until we’ve found our true love. ”
“My grandfather always says: ‘you know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.’”
Nicky smiled at the sentiment. “I think I might like your grandfather.” She was well aware of the fact that Daniel had caused her many sleepless nights over the last few weeks.


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My journey so far.



Okay, so I was asked to write a little blog post, however, the person didn't really like it. Fair enough, isn't it. But before it lands in the virtual rubbish bin, I thought I might as well post it on here.


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I honestly have to admit that if you had asked me a few years ago that my second book would be released by a publisher I would’ve said something along the line “Get outta here!” I think it would have been late 1980s that I had read my last book .... and then fast forward to the next century, one night I was bored, the computer in front of me, I just typed away. Knitting didn’t work, stitching didn’t work, typing was next. It turned out to be a nice story and with some encouragement by my husband I had it “professionally critiqued”. AND SHE LIKED IT. Then I felt lost. I submitted it to one or two publishers and Literary Agents, but with no research or even doing any homework, I obviously didn’t format it correctly let alone all the other little things you need to do. Impatient, I checked out the possibilities for printing and it was reasonably affordable. Remember this was before Kindle and the eBook era. I printed a few for family and friends, but people loved it so much I re-ordered even more. The book did really well considering all. I fell in love with the whole idea of writing. I had read heaps of books by the time my second book was finished. Yes, there had been more boring, cold nights J And with more knowledge about the do and don’ts I approached the whole submitting process with a different attitude and more patience ... AND lucky us writers ... there are way more eBook publishers out there than there were years ago. They like to have a read before saying no! So this is how I ended up with Astraea Press and I have to say as a novice author I feel very much at home with them. As they grow, so do I. I have a question and it gets answered, silly, naive or straight forward – they’re always there for you!

So more or less this is my story ... unusual probably, because I never ever would have seen myself a published author or loving the process of writing. Writing doesn’t come easy to me, but there are still heaps of stories in me to tell and I’m sure if I keep it slow and easy I’ll be able to put them into nice words one after the other – with a lot of patience, I’ve learnt that part, too!



Blurb of "Journey to Her Dreams"

Would you travel around the world to uncover the reason for your dreams?

Hollie Anderson does.


A young woman from Tasmania who lives on a farm just outside Launceston, she has got good looks, likes her job and loves to hang out with her friends. She should be happy, right?
But it’s a recurrent dream that throws her daily life into chaos and takes her on a journey to Ireland. While on her quest for answers she meets Sam in Dublin under unusual circumstances and both women, so different in many ways, find out they have one thing in common - and it changes their lives forever





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Sequel to Sweet Dreams, Miss England

Just as often as the readers are telling me off regarding the ending of Sweet Dreams, Miss England, do I get asked about a sequel. I've been adamant that there would be no more "Nicky", but a few ideas have been floating in my mind and I've come up with a couple of possible ideas.


Here's one idea for a start. Let me know what you think!


"Good Morning, Miss Ireland'

Nicky's eyes shot wide open. "Are you sure?”
He moved the screen so it was visible for her. “Would you like to see it for yourself?”
Staring at the screen she slowly shook her head in disbelief. Her head fell back into the tiny cushion and she focused on a small dot at the ceiling. “I can’t do this. Not on my own. How - ”
“Nicky?”
She turned to look at her doctor, eyes filling with tears.
“There are ways ...”
She shook her head from side to side. “No,” she whispered. “How long?”
“I’ve got to do proper measuring, but I’d say about 12 – 14 weeks.”
Nicky was calculating in her head. About three months. Goddamn it!

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          “You do know you could have it all, Miss England. You just have to spread your wings and learn to fly. Simply reach out and follow your dreams. It’s all out there,” Daniel, whispered into her ear.
           






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          Nicky had another quick word with Robert while trying to connect the mobile to the charger. All was going well and they were looking forward to seeing her the following weekend. Robert didn’t mention Shane so she assumed there were some issues and she avoided asking as well. They quickly said their goodbyes. Troubled, she looked out across the sea again. She knew too well that things weren’t going well on the other side of the Atlantic. She wished she could just reach out and be there.

          Nicky had just come out of the shower when Daniel knocked at the door. She opened the door slightly and saw him smiling at her, with a towel her only cover. Then her mobile rang and she went back into the room. It was Shane, but she chose not to answer it. When she turned around, Daniel had already stepped into the room with her.

          “My timing seems to be just perfect,” he said with a big grin. Nicky rolled her eyes at him.

          “Okay – just a quick question. I just talked to Sash. Vonnie, her family, Erin, her little princess and Alex are camping down near Cork for a few days and are wondering whether we would like to join them on the way home. Sash could bring all the stuff,” Daniel told her.

          “You’re kidding me, aren’t you?” Nicky was slightly baffled. “Camping?” Her eyes grew big.

          Daniel moved closer. “Don’t tell me you’ve never been camping.” He smiled.

          “You don’t expect me to sleep in a tent, on a mattress out there with all sorts of crawling little bugs,” Nicky sighed.

          “Miss England, it’ll be great. I promise. You’ll camp with me and Sash in the tent and you’ll be fine. Come on.”

          She thought about it and looked into his begging eyes.

           “You owe me big time for this, Mr. Callaghan!” She quickly adjusted the towel that was in danger of slipping.

          He donned a smile of anticipation, took her face into his hand and softly touched his lips to hers.

          “They say nothing beats sitting by the campfire under the stars.” He looked into her blue eyes before brushing her lips with his again.

          “You’re taking advantage of the situation here, Mr. Callaghan,” Nicky said softly.

          He smiled conspiringly. “Shh,” he whispered into her ear and took her hands off the towel. He kissed her gently as he laid her down on the bed. Nicky closed her eyes in pure happiness as he caressed her body softly with his lips. It was an overwhelming sensation that made her give into her feelings.

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"All in all I really did enjoy this book and I think the author has a real gift for story telling. So I’ll give the book 4 out of 5 stars"

"Overall, a very well written novel from a very talented writer.
My Rating: 4"


"All of the characters are a VERY unique that are possibly people that you know in real life. The overall story (minus the extra back-story) is a story that is very real and very relate able"

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            Her heart was beating as if she had just run a marathon and it took all her strength to enter the hotel and ask for his room number. The hotel lift seemed to take forever to finally reach the third floor. She took a deep breath and knocked at the door. Nicky vaguely heard him say to come in.

          “Hey, Miss England. I thought I was under strict instructions: Dinner only and that at a restaurant.”

          Nicky felt her knees giving way underneath her. She felt her body shaking and wasn’t enjoying being there.

          “Daniel, I cannot go out for dinner with you tonight,” she said very softly.

          He moved closer to her, sensing that something was wrong.

          “Daniel, I am married and even though my husband lives in the States, it doesn’t change the fact that we’re married.” Nicky felt the tears running down her face. “The thing is, though, since I’ve met you, all I do is think of you. I can’t get you out of my head. I keep thinking of the way you held me when we danced. I cannot sleep because I remember the way you kissed me.” She wiped away a few tears, and with a big sigh, went on, “I just cannot have dinner with you, because I have to do what is right and that means I shouldn’t see you again. I am really, really sorry.”

          Daniel just looked at her for a while. The silence made her nervous and uneasy. Nicky wanted to say something, but he held his finger in front of her lips to stop her. He took her face in his hands and looked right at her.

          “You did come, though. Please don’t go,” he whispered. He moved forward to her and gently kissed her. Nicky moved back, but he held onto her hand and pulled her closer. He kissed her again and she felt herself slowly giving in to him. She had yearned for his kisses for such a long time and didn’t want to fight them any longer. They had already made her too weak. He touched her neck with his lips, gently moving his hands down her arms to her waist, slipping his hands under her shirt, caressing her back. His kisses felt like an exciting rush to her body, something so gentle, but at the same time wanting, like she hadn’t known before. He looked into her eyes as if to get her okay, picked her up in his arms and eased her onto the bed. Nicky’s body trembled as Daniel kissed every inch of her body while removing her clothes. She enjoyed the way she was being loved in such a caring yet passionate way.






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            Her heart was beating as if she had just run a marathon and it took all her strength to enter the hotel and ask for his room number. The hotel lift seemed to take forever to finally reach the third floor. She took a deep breath and knocked at the door. Nicky vaguely heard him say to come in.

          “Hey, Miss England. I thought I was under strict instructions: Dinner only and that at a restaurant.”

          Nicky felt her knees giving way underneath her. She felt her body shaking and wasn’t enjoying being there.

          “Daniel, I cannot go out for dinner with you tonight,” she said very softly.

          He moved closer to her, sensing that something was wrong.

          “Daniel, I am married and even though my husband lives in the States, it doesn’t change the fact that we’re married.” Nicky felt the tears running down her face. “The thing is, though, since I’ve met you, all I do is think of you. I can’t get you out of my head. I keep thinking of the way you held me when we danced. I cannot sleep because I remember the way you kissed me.” She wiped away a few tears, and with a big sigh, went on, “I just cannot have dinner with you, because I have to do what is right and that means I shouldn’t see you again. I am really, really sorry.”

          Daniel just looked at her for a while. The silence made her nervous and uneasy. Nicky wanted to say something, but he held his finger in front of her lips to stop her. He took her face in his hands and looked right at her.

          “You did come, though. Please don’t go,” he whispered. He moved forward to her and gently kissed her. Nicky moved back, but he held onto her hand and pulled her closer. He kissed her again and she felt herself slowly giving in to him. She had yearned for his kisses for such a long time and didn’t want to fight them any longer. They had already made her too weak. He touched her neck with his lips, gently moving his hands down her arms to her waist, slipping his hands under her shirt, caressing her back. His kisses felt like an exciting rush to her body, something so gentle, but at the same time wanting, like she hadn’t known before. He looked into her eyes as if to get her okay, picked her up in his arms and eased her onto the bed. Nicky’s body trembled as Daniel kissed every inch of her body while removing her clothes. She enjoyed the way she was being loved in such a caring yet passionate way.


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Nicky was on her way to the hotel to see Daniel. He had rung her a few days earlier and as usual he didn’t want to leave a message on her answering machine, but drove her insane with his perseverance.

          “Hello.”

          “Hi there, it’s me.”

          “I sort of had an idea, Mr. Callaghan. Nobody else ignores my answering machine the way you do. It’s very late and I’m about to go to bed.”

          “I’m sorry, Miss England. I won’t take much of your time. I’ll be flying out to the States on Wednesday with a stopover in London. I thought I could come earlier and have that dinner I owe you.”

          “What about Alex?” Nicky asked.

          “Alex isn’t coming. He preferred to spend some time with Erin, so Sash is coming instead, which is great. He didn’t get the same flights, though, so I’ll be catching up with him in Chicago.”

          “Look Daniel ...” she started to say, but Daniel interrupted her.

          “Miss England, it’ll only be for dinner. And I’ll be a good boy, I promise.”

          Nicky sighed.

          “It’s just dinner,” he said.

          “Ok, Daniel. Only dinner and I will meet you there. There’ll be no flirting, no kissing and no whatsoever,” she said.

          “This is the second time you mention whatsoever. One day you really have to show me what it exactly is,” Daniel said with a smile in his voice.

          “You’re pushing it!” Nicky said.



 

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          Nicky followed Siobhan’s directions to find Daniel. The door was open and she watched him as he lay on the couch with the blanket just covering his lower part of his body. Nicky quietly cursed Siobhan for putting her in this situation. She gazed at his well-trained chest rising with every breath. There it was again, this feeling she couldn’t control. All she wanted was to touch him, but all she was hoping for was for someone to get her out of this room. How could she find the strength to resist him when his nearness alone confused her?

          She gave a quick intake of breath for courage and went over to Daniel to sit on the little tea table nearby. She quietly said his name, but there was no response. She carefully touched him and said his name again. There was a moan and he started to wake up. He rubbed his hands over his face to help him open his eyes. As soon as he saw Nicky though, a big smile appeared on his face.

          “Good morning, Miss England.”

          Nicky, still a bit hesitant, smiled back at him. “My little Emily usually wakes me with a coffee and a kiss,” he said cheekily.

          Nicky smiled and shook her head as she straightened up. She went back into the kitchen, and grabbed a cup and some coffee.

          Siobhan looked across the room at her. “Don’t ask! Apparently there’s a right way to wake up Mr. Callaghan.”

          She was about to go back into Daniel’s room, when Siobhan gave her two biscuits. “He loves his HobNobs.”

          Daniel hadn’t moved an inch, but sat up when he saw Nicky. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

          “I had no idea, I had such strong competition,” she said, giving him the cup of coffee and the biscuits.

          “Are you flirting with me, Miss England?”

          “I wouldn’t like to hurt Emily’s feelings. So, no, I’m not. I just do things the way they’re done around here,” she said cheekily.

          “She usually rubs my back in the bath as well,” he grinned.

          “Don’t push it, Mr. Callaghan,” Nicky replied on her way out. “And you’d better get ready if you want to give me a lift to the airport.”


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          She was still puzzled by Shane’s plans to have them over, so she rang Jamie after dinner. She apologised for ringing the night before Chris’s birthday, but Jamie just laughed. He had gone out with friends. Nicky shook her head. She should have known. Chris took every opportunity to have a drink with his mates. Both women went through the details again for the next day, when Jamie noticed that there was something Nicky wanted to talk about.

          “What’s up, Nicky? I have a feeling something’s bothering you.”

          “You just know me too well, Jamie.” Nicky giggled.

          “This, in itself, is a huge accomplishment, you have to admit. Anyway, what’s up?”

          “It’s the holidays again. I’m sorry to bring it up before Chris’s birthday, but it’s really bothering me.”

          “I have noticed, but I really cannot understand why.”

          “Jamie, the reason we came back to London was that I was always on my own or with the kids. Shane was constantly somewhere else, and when he was at home, it felt like he wasn’t really.”

          “Nicky, perhaps he knows that, and just wants to have a good holiday.”

          “There’s something else.” Nicky was silent for a while and Jamie wasn’t really sure whether to push the issue or just wait for Nicky to keep on going.

          “What is it, Nicky?” Jamie finally asked carefully.

          “I’ve met someone. And I shouldn’t tell you, because nothing happened. I only met this person, but the thing is I cannot get him out of my mind.”

          Jamie was quiet.

          “Are you still there, Jamie? Please tell me you’re not going to give me a lecture or anything.”

          “I assume he’s from Ireland.”

          “Yes.”

          “Did you meet him in Dublin?”

          “Yes.” Nicky told Jamie the whole story about how she had met Daniel, but stopped short of the kiss. Jamie listened and absorbed each detail of the story unfolding in front of her. She had had no idea.

          “They invited me to come over again in two weeks for a festival, and I would love to go,” Nicky finished her story.

          “Wow, just let that all sink in first,” Jamie said.

          “I’m sorry, really sorry to dump this on you,” Nicky said timidly.

          “Ok, so you’re obviously having a great time with these folks and I’m sure we can look after the girls for that weekend if, and only if, you promise me not to do anything foolish with Daniel. But I still have no idea what’s that got to do with going to L.A.”

          “I don’t know either. I’m all confused. I suppose I can only think of the six months we spent there last year which was quite a debacle. I sometimes wonder if Shane likes the girls at all or whether he still loves me.”

          Jamie tried to console her best friend. She thought that Shane did indeed still love her otherwise he wouldn’t have wanted her to come over. He might still have some castings planned, but not each day. She asked Nicky for her word that she would look into it again and possibly see a travel agent to have a few trips organised for her stay in the U.S.

          “How about the weekend?” Nicky asked shyly.

          “You’re a dag, my best friend,” Jamie was laughing. “Yes, you can go to Dublin and, no, I will not tell a soul.”

          “Oh, I just love you, Jamie Carter.”

          Jamie grew serious. “Nicky, if I find out that you’re not sticking to the deal, trust me, you will be in deep trouble.”

          “I’ll be a good girl,” Nicky promised. “I’ll see you tomorrow, nice and early.”

          Nicky went to bed, very content to know she was going to Dublin again and, quite to her surprise, there was no apprehension and unsettling nerves, just sheer excitement in her.



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