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November 9, 2021
💙Two baby boys! 💙
I'm really happy to finally show you the cover for my romcom with STU REARDON, the third and final book in the 'Gym or Chocolate' series, THE BABY GAME, . Yes, you'll meet Rick and Cady again, yes, you'll meet crazy Vince and sweet Grace, and yes you'll meet their two adorable little boys.
Yes, it's Stuart and his gorgeous little boy Phoenix Rai on the cover - following his fabulous daddy's footsteps.
SYNOPSIS
💙Two couples
💙Two sets of new parents
💙Two baby boys
💙It’s going to be an education
💙It’s going to be chaos
❤️It’s going to be The Baby Game!
Best friends Rick Roberts and Vince Azzo have given up the single life and are happily married: Rick to radio host, Cady Callaghan; and Vince to event organizer and lawyer, Grace Cooper. But when both wives become pregnant within weeks of each other, are the guys up to the challenge of hormones on parade, Lamaze classes, and shopping trips for two tiny humans who are months from making an appearance?
When the babies are born, all four adults have a steep learning curve. Life never goes completely smoothly, and there are tears and tantrums along the way—and not just from the newborns.
As their children grow, life becomes an amazing adventure for the four friends. After all, looking after two tiny toddlers—how hard can it be?
✅PRE-ORDER ON AMAZON https://geni.us/BabyGame also on KUThe Baby GameThe Baby Game
Yes, it's Stuart and his gorgeous little boy Phoenix Rai on the cover - following his fabulous daddy's footsteps.
SYNOPSIS
💙Two couples
💙Two sets of new parents
💙Two baby boys
💙It’s going to be an education
💙It’s going to be chaos
❤️It’s going to be The Baby Game!
Best friends Rick Roberts and Vince Azzo have given up the single life and are happily married: Rick to radio host, Cady Callaghan; and Vince to event organizer and lawyer, Grace Cooper. But when both wives become pregnant within weeks of each other, are the guys up to the challenge of hormones on parade, Lamaze classes, and shopping trips for two tiny humans who are months from making an appearance?
When the babies are born, all four adults have a steep learning curve. Life never goes completely smoothly, and there are tears and tantrums along the way—and not just from the newborns.
As their children grow, life becomes an amazing adventure for the four friends. After all, looking after two tiny toddlers—how hard can it be?
✅PRE-ORDER ON AMAZON https://geni.us/BabyGame also on KUThe Baby GameThe Baby Game
October 19, 2021
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️Totally Booked Blog gave THE LILAC CADILLAC 5 stars!
,b>"What an incredible story! We were in floods of tears throughout this book.
The word epic tends to get bandied around a bit these days, but in the case of The Lilac Cadillac, this word is warranted, because this truly is an epic and sweeping story of love, loss, and sacrifice. And it’s a story so cleverly and sincerely brought to life by Jane Harvey-Berrick, we were left breathless in its heartbreak and beauty, taking to heart the thought-provoking message in a book that will stay with us forever. We’re told to embrace life. To live for every moment, to love no matter what obstacles are placed in our paths."
Read the full TOTALLY BOOKED review here ->
https://totallybookedblog.com/2021/10...
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
And, look below for two short extracts...
💜ONE💜
I was seventeen years old when the war started. So much a child, but believing myself an adult. I was Sylvia Edwards then, of course. I remember sitting in our drawing room as Father twiddled the dial on the wireless set, trying to find a clear signal. Usually, he huffed and puffed and made quite a meal of it, but that day the silence was profound.
When he found a signal, he glanced at Mother, an unspoken message passing between them, then he lowered himself heavily into his worn leather armchair, clamping his pipe between his teeth. He carried that pipe everywhere but never lit it—Mother hated the odour of pipe tobacco, but when I think of Father, he always has that pipe.
The wall clock in its rosewood cabinet ticked quietly, the sound of my childhood, the hands creeping forward, unaware, as I was unaware.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.05am.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.10am.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.15am.
Nobody moved and I hardly dared to breathe.
My hands were knotted together, the knuckles white and strained when the radio crackled to life and a man’s voice rang out from the Bakelite box.
“This is London. You will now hear a statement by the Prime Minister.”
Although I could hear perfectly well, I leaned forward and imagined Neville Chamberlain sitting at his desk in front of the contraption that would broadcast his words to a waiting nation. A thin, austere man, I pictured his neatly combed salt and pepper hair; the thick, bristling moustache that hid a narrow upper lip; the formal wing-tip collar and black morning tie that reminded me of an undertaker.
Then Britain’s Prime Minister uttered the words that were to change our lives forever.
“I am speaking to you from the Cabinet Room at 10 Downing Street. This morning, the British ambassador in Berlin handed the German government a final note stating that unless we heard from them by 11 o’clock that they were prepared at once to withdraw their troops from Poland, a state of war would exist between us. I have to tell you now that no such undertaking has been received, and that consequently this country is at war with Germany.”
Stunned and silent, we listened to the rest of the Mr. Chamberlain’s speech. But the waiting was over and certainty smothered us: we were at war with Germany.
💜TWO💜
At 10.55am, I wheeled Dolly to the entrance of Cedar Court where Kelly, Tracy and several more of the care-givers waited to say goodbye. When they saw her, they started to clap.
“You look lovely, Dolly,” said Tracy. “We’re going to miss you. Norman is heartbroken.”
“Ah, men,” said Dolly with a smile. “A woman should always leave them wanting more. Besides, why would I want a wrinkly old man when the road ahead could offer a veritable youth of 80?”
Tracy bent down to give Dolly a hug, and then the other care-givers crowded around her. In a few short months, Dolly had become everyone’s favorite. Despite the joyful moment, I felt a twinge of sorrow—Dolly was so full of life and yet it was inevitable that her light would soon be dimmed forever. I pushed the thought away: I needed to be more like Dolly and live in the moment.
“Where’s your ride, Dolly?” Tracy asked, glancing at me.
At that moment, the throaty growl of the Cadillac’s engine could be heard coming down the long driveway. As it drew closer, I saw that the top was down. It looked as full of glamor and excitement as Dolly could have possibly wanted.
Whatever else I might think of Joe Fox, he was a great mechanic. I still couldn’t stand him but I’d admit that much. I thought wistfully of the rust-bucket that was my car.
“Oh my goodness, is that…?” Kelly began, then started to laugh and clap as Dolly beamed at her care-givers.
I stood by proudly as Joe Fox pulled up next to the entrance and jumped out of the Cadillac.
“Holy cow, Dolly!” he grinned. “You look like a … hell, I don’t know. What color do you call that?”
“Lilac, young man,” she said regally, but smiling widely. “Fiona colored my grays to match my car.”
I had, I really had, and it was one of my proudest moments as a cosmetologist, dying Dolly’s wispy white hair a fetching pale lilac. Her nail polish coordinated, too, of course.
“It’s freakin’ awesome,” he laughed.
“Fiona’s finest hour,” Dolly smiled in a pleased, cat-like way, patting her lilac locks.
Joe Fox glanced at me and I thought I saw the smallest glint of something like approval. But I couldn’t be sure.
Kelly and Tracy were watching open-mouthed as he helped Dolly into the passenger seat. I went to buckle her seatbelt, but there wasn’t one; and I realized with a sinking sensation that the Cadillac had been built before seatbelts were thought necessary. I hoped Joe Fox was a good driver.
He brushed me out of the way as I went to help him load Dolly’s heavy suitcases into the trunk. I watched without comment, but it was going to be a long two weeks if he continued to treat me like I wasn’t worth talking to, and my pleasure in his approval of Dolly’s colorful hair vanished.
You’re doing this for Dolly, I reminded myself.
When I hopped into the back seat, I did enjoy the surprised faces of the Cedars’ staff. I wondered if I should pretend I was just getting a ride into town, but in the end I decided that the less I said, the less I’d have to lie about later.
In that moment, with the sun glinting off the Cadillac’s polished paintwork, those iconic shark fin tail details in sharp profile, we started our journey to Las Vegas, the City of Second Chances: 1603 miles, 28 hours of driving, and the open road ahead of us.
The word epic tends to get bandied around a bit these days, but in the case of The Lilac Cadillac, this word is warranted, because this truly is an epic and sweeping story of love, loss, and sacrifice. And it’s a story so cleverly and sincerely brought to life by Jane Harvey-Berrick, we were left breathless in its heartbreak and beauty, taking to heart the thought-provoking message in a book that will stay with us forever. We’re told to embrace life. To live for every moment, to love no matter what obstacles are placed in our paths."
Read the full TOTALLY BOOKED review here ->
https://totallybookedblog.com/2021/10...
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
And, look below for two short extracts...
💜ONE💜
I was seventeen years old when the war started. So much a child, but believing myself an adult. I was Sylvia Edwards then, of course. I remember sitting in our drawing room as Father twiddled the dial on the wireless set, trying to find a clear signal. Usually, he huffed and puffed and made quite a meal of it, but that day the silence was profound.
When he found a signal, he glanced at Mother, an unspoken message passing between them, then he lowered himself heavily into his worn leather armchair, clamping his pipe between his teeth. He carried that pipe everywhere but never lit it—Mother hated the odour of pipe tobacco, but when I think of Father, he always has that pipe.
The wall clock in its rosewood cabinet ticked quietly, the sound of my childhood, the hands creeping forward, unaware, as I was unaware.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.05am.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.10am.
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
11.15am.
Nobody moved and I hardly dared to breathe.
My hands were knotted together, the knuckles white and strained when the radio crackled to life and a man’s voice rang out from the Bakelite box.
“This is London. You will now hear a statement by the Prime Minister.”
Although I could hear perfectly well, I leaned forward and imagined Neville Chamberlain sitting at his desk in front of the contraption that would broadcast his words to a waiting nation. A thin, austere man, I pictured his neatly combed salt and pepper hair; the thick, bristling moustache that hid a narrow upper lip; the formal wing-tip collar and black morning tie that reminded me of an undertaker.
Then Britain’s Prime Minister uttered the words that were to change our lives forever.
“I am speaking to you from the Cabinet Room at 10 Downing Street. This morning, the British ambassador in Berlin handed the German government a final note stating that unless we heard from them by 11 o’clock that they were prepared at once to withdraw their troops from Poland, a state of war would exist between us. I have to tell you now that no such undertaking has been received, and that consequently this country is at war with Germany.”
Stunned and silent, we listened to the rest of the Mr. Chamberlain’s speech. But the waiting was over and certainty smothered us: we were at war with Germany.
💜TWO💜
At 10.55am, I wheeled Dolly to the entrance of Cedar Court where Kelly, Tracy and several more of the care-givers waited to say goodbye. When they saw her, they started to clap.
“You look lovely, Dolly,” said Tracy. “We’re going to miss you. Norman is heartbroken.”
“Ah, men,” said Dolly with a smile. “A woman should always leave them wanting more. Besides, why would I want a wrinkly old man when the road ahead could offer a veritable youth of 80?”
Tracy bent down to give Dolly a hug, and then the other care-givers crowded around her. In a few short months, Dolly had become everyone’s favorite. Despite the joyful moment, I felt a twinge of sorrow—Dolly was so full of life and yet it was inevitable that her light would soon be dimmed forever. I pushed the thought away: I needed to be more like Dolly and live in the moment.
“Where’s your ride, Dolly?” Tracy asked, glancing at me.
At that moment, the throaty growl of the Cadillac’s engine could be heard coming down the long driveway. As it drew closer, I saw that the top was down. It looked as full of glamor and excitement as Dolly could have possibly wanted.
Whatever else I might think of Joe Fox, he was a great mechanic. I still couldn’t stand him but I’d admit that much. I thought wistfully of the rust-bucket that was my car.
“Oh my goodness, is that…?” Kelly began, then started to laugh and clap as Dolly beamed at her care-givers.
I stood by proudly as Joe Fox pulled up next to the entrance and jumped out of the Cadillac.
“Holy cow, Dolly!” he grinned. “You look like a … hell, I don’t know. What color do you call that?”
“Lilac, young man,” she said regally, but smiling widely. “Fiona colored my grays to match my car.”
I had, I really had, and it was one of my proudest moments as a cosmetologist, dying Dolly’s wispy white hair a fetching pale lilac. Her nail polish coordinated, too, of course.
“It’s freakin’ awesome,” he laughed.
“Fiona’s finest hour,” Dolly smiled in a pleased, cat-like way, patting her lilac locks.
Joe Fox glanced at me and I thought I saw the smallest glint of something like approval. But I couldn’t be sure.
Kelly and Tracy were watching open-mouthed as he helped Dolly into the passenger seat. I went to buckle her seatbelt, but there wasn’t one; and I realized with a sinking sensation that the Cadillac had been built before seatbelts were thought necessary. I hoped Joe Fox was a good driver.
He brushed me out of the way as I went to help him load Dolly’s heavy suitcases into the trunk. I watched without comment, but it was going to be a long two weeks if he continued to treat me like I wasn’t worth talking to, and my pleasure in his approval of Dolly’s colorful hair vanished.
You’re doing this for Dolly, I reminded myself.
When I hopped into the back seat, I did enjoy the surprised faces of the Cedars’ staff. I wondered if I should pretend I was just getting a ride into town, but in the end I decided that the less I said, the less I’d have to lie about later.
In that moment, with the sun glinting off the Cadillac’s polished paintwork, those iconic shark fin tail details in sharp profile, we started our journey to Las Vegas, the City of Second Chances: 1603 miles, 28 hours of driving, and the open road ahead of us.
September 10, 2021
Historical and contemporary romance
Cover reveal day for my new romance THE LILAC CADILLAC - partly set during World War II, and partly in the modern day.
ARC readers are saying:
"Amazingly beautiful and powerful"
"Heart-wrenching and poignant"
“I have no words to tell you how beautifully this is written. You give the whole war new meaning for those who didn’t live through it. This story is epic.”
“Better tell readers to get that box of tissues out ready”
SYNOPSIS
Two women, two lives, divided by an ocean – and a secret hidden for 75 years.
London, 1939, Sylvia marries her sweetheart, Harry, in the days before he’s sent to war. It will be four, long years before she sees him again.
In 2019, Fiona McCloud is struggling to make ends meet in her small Iowa town but has big dreams of a more glamorous life. In private, the plus-size woman fantasizes about being Marilyn Monroe. In reality, she’s a part-time hairdresser and beautician at the Cedars Retirement Village.
Fiona’s favorite resident is 97 year-old Dolly. The world thinks Dolly is disgraceful, with her octogenarian lover and addiction to fast cars.
And then there’s Joe Fox, the sulky and sensual gardener, a Native American with flowing black hair and wary eyes.
When Dolly decides to take a road trip to Las Vegas, she persuades Fiona and Joe to come with her. They don’t know that Dolly has an ulterior motive, or that this journey will change their lives forever.
Amazon: https://geni.us/LilacCadillac
Apple: https://apple.co/3iZJsH8
Nook: https://bit.ly/2WxsSXa
Kobo: https://bit.ly/3y8umoJ
The Lilac Cadillac
ARC readers are saying:
"Amazingly beautiful and powerful"
"Heart-wrenching and poignant"
“I have no words to tell you how beautifully this is written. You give the whole war new meaning for those who didn’t live through it. This story is epic.”
“Better tell readers to get that box of tissues out ready”
SYNOPSIS
Two women, two lives, divided by an ocean – and a secret hidden for 75 years.
London, 1939, Sylvia marries her sweetheart, Harry, in the days before he’s sent to war. It will be four, long years before she sees him again.
In 2019, Fiona McCloud is struggling to make ends meet in her small Iowa town but has big dreams of a more glamorous life. In private, the plus-size woman fantasizes about being Marilyn Monroe. In reality, she’s a part-time hairdresser and beautician at the Cedars Retirement Village.
Fiona’s favorite resident is 97 year-old Dolly. The world thinks Dolly is disgraceful, with her octogenarian lover and addiction to fast cars.
And then there’s Joe Fox, the sulky and sensual gardener, a Native American with flowing black hair and wary eyes.
When Dolly decides to take a road trip to Las Vegas, she persuades Fiona and Joe to come with her. They don’t know that Dolly has an ulterior motive, or that this journey will change their lives forever.
Amazon: https://geni.us/LilacCadillac
Apple: https://apple.co/3iZJsH8
Nook: https://bit.ly/2WxsSXa
Kobo: https://bit.ly/3y8umoJ
The Lilac Cadillac
July 8, 2021
Free short story: THE CITY GIRL & THE COWBOY
Erin Spencer loves her life in the city. Being sent on assignment to a ranch in Oklahoma is her boss's idea of joke. But when Erin meets real-life cowboy, Dylan, she doesn't feel like laughing. Drooling, definitely.
Read this new short story for FREE in my July newsletter
http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
Each month I write a new short story for newsletter readers.
Last month: THE DUCHESS OF RICHMOND’S BALL ( in the style of Jane Austen) set in 1815 on the eve of the Battle of Waterloo
Next month; THE RUMSPRINGA OF EDNA PEABODY, set in 1969, the Summer of Love!
Read this new short story for FREE in my July newsletter
http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
Each month I write a new short story for newsletter readers.
Last month: THE DUCHESS OF RICHMOND’S BALL ( in the style of Jane Austen) set in 1815 on the eve of the Battle of Waterloo
Next month; THE RUMSPRINGA OF EDNA PEABODY, set in 1969, the Summer of Love!
June 5, 2021
NEW Historical romance
For fans of an epic romance spanning the decades!
THE LILAC CADILLAC is a book that's been calling for me to write it for a long while now. It's partly set in London during World War Two, and partly set in Iowa in the modern day.
It's been a real labour of love, and because I'm so excited to have written my first historical romance, I'm putting it on pre-order for just 99 pennies.
Synopsis
Two women, two lives, divided by an ocean – and a secret hidden for 75 years.
London, 1939, Sylvia marries her sweetheart, Harry, in the days before he’s sent to war. It will be four, long years before she sees him again.
Out October 19th, 2021
Amazon https://geni.us/LilacCadillac
Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-...
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/the-...
AppleThe Lilac Cadillac http://books.apple.com/us/book/id1569...
THE LILAC CADILLAC is a book that's been calling for me to write it for a long while now. It's partly set in London during World War Two, and partly set in Iowa in the modern day.
It's been a real labour of love, and because I'm so excited to have written my first historical romance, I'm putting it on pre-order for just 99 pennies.
Synopsis
Two women, two lives, divided by an ocean – and a secret hidden for 75 years.
London, 1939, Sylvia marries her sweetheart, Harry, in the days before he’s sent to war. It will be four, long years before she sees him again.
Out October 19th, 2021
Amazon https://geni.us/LilacCadillac
Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-...
Kobo https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/the-...
AppleThe Lilac Cadillac http://books.apple.com/us/book/id1569...
May 3, 2021
BOOTCAMP SPA
There's a new short story in my newsletter/reader club THIS WEEK!
Make sure you're signed up to receive BOOTCAMP SPA!
NEWSLETTER/READER CLUB http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
If you've missed the first four stories, I've put them on my website
SHORT STORIES http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/2021/0...
When you sign up for my newsletter/reader club, you'll also receive an ebook of my heartbreaking novella PLAYING IN THE RAIN for free - and you can unsubscribe at any time.
#contemporaryromance #motorcyclegang #mcstory #shortstory #shortstsories #newsletter #romcom #authorjaneharveyberrick
Make sure you're signed up to receive BOOTCAMP SPA!
NEWSLETTER/READER CLUB http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
If you've missed the first four stories, I've put them on my website
SHORT STORIES http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/2021/0...
When you sign up for my newsletter/reader club, you'll also receive an ebook of my heartbreaking novella PLAYING IN THE RAIN for free - and you can unsubscribe at any time.
#contemporaryromance #motorcyclegang #mcstory #shortstory #shortstsories #newsletter #romcom #authorjaneharveyberrick
April 20, 2021
FREE short story in my MAY neewsletter
Newly single Mimi thinks she's going for a week for rest, relaxation and spa treatments.
Commitment-phobe Josh thinks the week-long bootcamp is going to be a tough Marine-style training.
One of them is wrong, but which one?
My new short story BOOTCAMP SPA will be in my May newsletter. Make sure you're signed up!
Jane Harvey-Berrickhttp://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
Commitment-phobe Josh thinks the week-long bootcamp is going to be a tough Marine-style training.
One of them is wrong, but which one?
My new short story BOOTCAMP SPA will be in my May newsletter. Make sure you're signed up!
Jane Harvey-Berrickhttp://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
February 18, 2021
FREE short story
Best laid plans and all that ... I didn't like the romcom short that I wrote for the February newsletter, so I've decided to tackle a different idea.
GARBAGE MAN 🗑
Lissa forgets to take out the trash. The next morning, she rushes when she hears the garbage truck (who hasn't done that?!) and gets locked out of her front door. It's February and there's a foot of snow outside her front door. She's saved by one of the guys hauling her trash and ... well, you'll have to wait for my newsletter to find out what happens next!
☀️FREE☀️short story in next week's newsletter - and every month!
If you haven't signed up to receive it yet, you've got until the weekend before this story rolls out!
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GARBAGE MAN 🗑
Lissa forgets to take out the trash. The next morning, she rushes when she hears the garbage truck (who hasn't done that?!) and gets locked out of her front door. It's February and there's a foot of snow outside her front door. She's saved by one of the guys hauling her trash and ... well, you'll have to wait for my newsletter to find out what happens next!
☀️FREE☀️short story in next week's newsletter - and every month!
If you haven't signed up to receive it yet, you've got until the weekend before this story rolls out!
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February 1, 2021
Free short story romcom in my February newsletter
Good morning!
I hope you enjoyed the free short story in my January newsletter. If not, make sure you're signed up or you'll miss the next story, coming in a couple of weeks: NOTORIOUS.
This time, the genre is romcom, so I hope it puts a smile on your face.
"Gemma is mistakenly identified as the scarlet woman homewrecker who has had an affair with a famous actor. The repercussions ripple out further than she expects. But there’s a plus side, too."
FEBRUARY NEWSLETTER: NOTORIOUS - a short story romcom
http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
I hope you enjoyed the free short story in my January newsletter. If not, make sure you're signed up or you'll miss the next story, coming in a couple of weeks: NOTORIOUS.
This time, the genre is romcom, so I hope it puts a smile on your face.
"Gemma is mistakenly identified as the scarlet woman homewrecker who has had an affair with a famous actor. The repercussions ripple out further than she expects. But there’s a plus side, too."
FEBRUARY NEWSLETTER: NOTORIOUS - a short story romcom
http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
January 14, 2021
A free short story every month
MY NEWSLETTER IS COMING SOON!
I'll be releasing the first newsletter of 2021 soon, and each month will include a completely new and original short story.
I did something similar once before, writing a chapter a month about a US Marine and a war correspondent, then sent them all over the world on assignments and deployments. These monthly chapters eventually became the book BATTLE SCARS. It was great fun to do write that way, and I know that you guys really appreciated getting another chapter each month.
At the end of 2021, I'm going to gather all the short stories together in one place and publish them as THE YEAR BOOK.
Battle Scars
So, please make sure that you're signed up to my newsletter http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
And if you want to know more about BATTLE SCARS, check it out here - it's in KU Amazon https://geni.us/VgaB
I'll be releasing the first newsletter of 2021 soon, and each month will include a completely new and original short story.
I did something similar once before, writing a chapter a month about a US Marine and a war correspondent, then sent them all over the world on assignments and deployments. These monthly chapters eventually became the book BATTLE SCARS. It was great fun to do write that way, and I know that you guys really appreciated getting another chapter each month.
At the end of 2021, I'm going to gather all the short stories together in one place and publish them as THE YEAR BOOK.
Battle Scars
So, please make sure that you're signed up to my newsletter http://janeharveyberrick.co.uk/newsle...
And if you want to know more about BATTLE SCARS, check it out here - it's in KU Amazon https://geni.us/VgaB
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