Drama Llamas and Writing

It’s too easy to let the drama of the INDIE publishing world consume you (me) as a writer. TOO EASY.

With all the comments about stuffers, trademarks, and plagerism, these are my thoughts.

I’ve pulled back from social media. You’ve probably noticed. I’m writing what I want to write and ignoring everything going on around me. Writing is an escape for me. I used to read to escape. Now, I write the stories I want to read. I write about strong women who find the love of their lifetimes.

I’m having the best time ever writing my new series with Jet (he’s the hubs in case you didn’t know). Just having him involved in my passion is GOLD to me. Whether any of them will ever published is irrelevant. I love writing them.

Don’t worry!!! They will be published…they’re freakin’ great books.

๐Ÿ˜

But, like the rest of my writing, they’re a departure from what I’ve done before. They’re not heavy BDSM, although that is fun to write. They’re not rockstars. What are they? They’re sweet, somewhat steamy, love at first sight, romances with a bit of suspense.

I believe in love at first sight. Jet and I met and married in less than four months and after our very first date, we knew we’d be together forever. And we’re still having the best time of our lives together.

๐Ÿ˜

Every book I write is about a strong woman. In this series (which I’m pointedly not telling you the name of yet…we’ll get there. Trust me!) …we have hurricanes to survive, mountain rescues to achieve, sunken treasure to discover and even modern day pirates to deal with. The women do the saving and rescuing and all the rest. These are strong, resilient women, role models for all the little girls out there who can be whatever they want to be. Each of these women will accomplish much with their fabulous men by their side. But, if the men weren’t there, these women would still kick major ass. I believe in the strength of women.

๐Ÿ˜

Back to Drama Llamas (I bet you thought I forgot!)

I get burned out with social media. Everything I do is after the 80hr work week which pays the bills. I’m a solo act. I write, advertise, do graphic design. I do it all. ALONE. It’s neverending, and sometimes I need to step back and reevaluate WHAT I’m doing and WHY.

I’m writing the stories I love to read, because if I don’t write them no-one will. That’s what I’m focusing on.

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ANNOUNCEMENT TIME! GREAT NEWS!

ANNOUNCEMENT! TRUST ME, you’ll want to read to the end…

I have release dates!


The first book in The One I Want series, Aiden & Ariel’s story, will be releasing on MY BIRTHDAY! It’s Jet’s present to me!


We’ll do a cover reveal on May 5th! So get ready!


Oh, and ARCs will be available a little after that too!


The One I Want: a series of love stories by JET & ELLIE MASTERS
Love is everywhere in this swoon-worthy, steamy series of combustible coupleโ€™s romance stories.


โœ… True Love

โœ… Soulmates

โœ… Happily Ever After

โœ… Second Chance Romance

Plunge head over heels as you ride out a hurricane on an oil rig. Get swept off your feet by a treasure hunter as you hunt for sunken Spanish gold. Be carried away by a Delta Force Operative in the middle of a mountain rescue. And find true love with a special ops Para-Jumper in a small town.

Dive into ๐Ÿ“š๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ญ: ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐Ÿ“š by master storytellers, Jet & Ellie Masters where your happily ever after is waiting.

๐Ÿ“• Book 1: Aiden & Ariel: May 31st

๐Ÿ“˜Book 2: Brent & Brie: Jun 21st

๐Ÿ“—Book 3: Caleb & Caitlyn: July 12th

๐Ÿ“™Book 4: Dax & Dani: August 2nd

โœ… HEA guaranteed

โœ… FREE on KU

SNEAK GIVEAWAY!For a chance at a surprise giveaway, head over to my reader group, www.elliemasters.com/TheEdge

Find the post with this picture on it and enter the sneak giveaway!

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Jet & Ellie: Our Story

Jet and Ellie Masters. 

Thatโ€™s US. 

True Love

Jet and I believe in true love. We believe you can look into the eyes of your soulmate and JUST KNOW. Many people may not believe us, but for us, we are one of the lucky few who fell in love at first sight.

I was sitting beside a swimming pool in a tiny black bikini when Jet found me. Iโ€™ll never know if it was the bikini or some other quality, but he SAW me, and jumped off the diving board to reach me. I thought he was loony, until he swam over and captivated me with his incredible blue eyes and a smile I couldnโ€™t ignore. And DIMPLES! Let’s not forget those dimples!

Our first date, was not typical, and probably not the thing of first loves or true loves. We talked about nothing other than our very horrible, and very EX-significant others. Weโ€™d both been badly hurt and were unwilling to travel back down that road. What we didnโ€™t know was that in talking about our past failures, we were ever so slowly falling in love with our forever. Jet swept me off my feet and I planted a smile in his heart.

It took less than three hours to fall in love.

Three months later, Jet asked me to be his forever. I said YES, unequivocally YES, without hesitation. We married a few short weeks later and have been together ever since. True love. We lived it. We believe it, and we want to bring that to you.

Jet and I are writing a THE ONE I WANT series together. It’s a collection of spicy contemporary couple’s romance stories. All are ‘tied’ together in some way. Each book is a standalone, and all come with a heaping spoonful of 3-4 flame scenes, with the piรจce de rรฉsistance…a Happily Ever After.

In each book, youโ€™ll read about a strong kickass woman. We’re talking helicopter pilots, commercial boat captains, wildlife adventure guides, a veterinarian…you get the picture. Strong, accomplished women who don’t need a man in their lives, but who can’t help stumbling across ‘THE ONE’.

Sparks will fly.

These stories are about love at first sight. Theyโ€™re heartfelt and true to what Jet and I believe about love. We believe that special spark exists, and we’re bringing it to you, one story at a time.

The men in these stories are pretty amazing too! You’ll see Green Berets, Delta operatives, Air Force Para-jumpers, and more. Of course, strong women deserve strong men. Right?

I hope you’ll join us as we launch THE ONE I WANT series.

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Jet & Ellie: True Love and Romance

Jet and Ellie Masters. 

Thatโ€™s US. 

We are the dynamic duo, a husband and wife team, who wrote The One I Want series, a collection of love stories. Thatโ€™s right. We write about romance, the sexy, twisty, suspenseful stories with hot alphas and kickass heroines with swoon-worthy moments to feed your inner romantic and carry you away.

Our stories are beautiful, love at first sight, sensual romances that feature strong, professional, women and their journeys at finding love. Each book is about a different coupleโ€™s love story, and are standalone romances. You can read them in any order without any spoiled plots.

Jet and I fell in love at first sight and married four months later. What can we say? We write what we know! And weโ€™re bringing our stories to you, because we believe in true love and romance.

Jet and I have written the kind of books that will stay with you long after the pages are read. If you believe in true love, romance, happily ever afters, and finding The One You Want, then open that first page and strap in for an incredible journey as this amazing collection of standalone romances sweeps you off your feet.

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Accepting Stress Means Letting Go

I have a daily inspirational ‘thing’ I do, and today the posting was about accepting stress. I didn’t really understand what that meant, because we’re supposed to eliminate or reduce stress in our lives. I read the little inpsirational bit I was supposed to read, then realized I had done just that the other day.

What does this mean?

Accept Stress? Who wants to accept it?

Well, I think we can all agree that it’s great to prevent stress. I mean, who wants stress in their lives? Right? And when stress does arise, we all want to find ways to cope with it.

Sometimes, the best thing we can do, when we’re not able to prevent stress, or alleviate stress, is to accept stress. This is most important when stress is unavoidable.

What is unavoidable stress?

It’s a source of stress that you have no control over, meaning your actions to prevent it, alleviate it, or avoid it, aren’t possible. In these instances, fighting stress can cause more stress.

Why?

Because this isn’t something you can control, and fighting will leave you unsuccessful, prolonging and increasing the duration and severity of the stressor.

Accepting stress does not mean you’re a passive player. What it involves is being aware of why you’re stressed, being mindful, acknowledging, and understanding what it is that’s making you feel stressed. Secondly, recognizing that the stress is beyond your control. There is nothing you can do to avoid it, prevent it, or alleviate it. It’s about being honest with yourself that the situation isn’t something you can change.

Once you realize this, you can then take steps toward accepting the stress. This is an active process, which is why accepting stress is not passive.

First off, stop trying to control the uncontrollable. It’s in our nature to want to control everything in our lives, but this simply isn’t possible. Release the need to control it.

Then, LET GO.

Once you’re no longer trying to control the stressor, you can release the negative emotions you’re holding onto which are associated with the stress. Release them. Until you do, you won’t be able to truly accept the stress.

Finally, seek opportunities to learn from what happened. You might just find a silver lining, or find yourself lightened by the burden of trying to control something beyond control.

I stopped trying to control the uncontrollable because it only increased my stress when I failed to eliminate it. I had no power. This caused frustration, and frustration led to more stress.

I couldn’t prevent it.

I couldn’t avoid it.

I couldn’t alleviate it.

I accepted it wasn’t something I had the power to change.

I took stock of my situation, being mindful of what it was that was making me stressed. There was nothing I could do to change it. It was beyond my power.

So I let go.

As soon as I accepted my powerless over the source of my stress, a profound calmness swept through me. A burden lifted. I didn’t have to fight anymore. In accepting my powerlessness, I found strength.

Then, this morning I read my daily inspirational ‘thingy’ and was like WOW. Imagine that? You can accept stress!

Without struggle there is no strength.

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Thoughts on writing.

I love dragons. Always have. My love began when I read the Pern Dragon Rider Series by Anne McCaffrey and her husband, Tom. I simply fell in love with the whole concept and devoured those books. I also love that she wrote them with her husband. To share something like that with the one you love is nothing short of amazing.


Jet and I are writing a series of love stories. I’m polishing up the third book and finishing the fourth. These are wonderful books which are all about love at first sight. Jet and I fell in love during our first date. We were married four months later. We believe in true love and want to share our passion with you.


I know Game of Thrones is coming…who on Earth doesn’t KNOW this, and there are dragons in Game of Thrones. If you are a dragon lover too and have not yet read the Dragon Riders of Pern, wander over to your favorite bookseller and take a look. You won’t be disappointed.

That’s a guarantee!

If you want to check out the Dragon Riders of Pern series, you can do that here.

https://amzn.to/2WAtwhs

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NOW LIVE

โœจ๐Ÿ”ฅ Ellie Masters NEW RELEASE! ๐Ÿ”ฅ โœจ
โœจMarch 19thโœจ

She’s MINE: a Captive Romance

#CaptiveRomance #DarkRomance #HEA #EllieMasters #ElliemastersNewRelease

Buy Link:ย https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine
Goodreads:ย https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_GR
BookBub:ย https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_BB

โœ… Standalone
โœ… Dark Romance
โœ… Feisty Heroine
โœ… Alpha Male
โœ… Captive Romance
โœ… HEA guaranteed
โœ… FREE on KU

I’m very excited for this release, and hope you enjoy it too.
________________________________________

A Dark Captive Romance that Will Keep You on the Edge of Your Seat!


My father gave me to a stranger in exchange for debts owed.
Abducted. Imprisoned. Enslaved.
This is my existence.
Uncompromising and relentless in getting what he wants, the man who owns me makes my temper flare, my blood boil, and my body come alive. He’s getting under my skin, making me submit to his will, and desire things I should never want.
Iโ€™m his prisoner.
Iโ€™m his slave.
But, I will be his undoing. 
If he thinks to claim me, heโ€™s in for a fight, because I am my fatherโ€™s daughter, and they will both reap what theyโ€™ve sown.
At least, that is the plan.


This is a dark romantic thriller which contains scenes some may find disturbing. There is FULL consent (NO non-con: so relax, you can enjoy this!). You’ll get one sexy Alpha Male, a feisty heroine strong enough to put him through his paces, and an amazing dark storyline. Sit back. Relax. And strap in for one hell of a ride!

I bounced with excitement as I neared the thick doors of the palatial monstrosity which had been my prison for the past twenty-one years. Z was out on a business trip. Iโ€™d be in and out, then gone, and would never again have to face the darkness in my fatherโ€™s eyes.
.
As long as Z and I kept our distance, me in boarding school and him with his business, life allowed me to deny the truth. I was the rich socialite daughter of the illustrious Zane Carson, multi-millionaire who collected properties and corporations for sport. I dated who I wanted. As long as I didnโ€™t sleep with married men or had my name splashed in the tabloids, Z and I maintained a peaceful coexistence.
.
But that no longer mattered, because I vowed to be free of his overbearing ways. I had plans to pub crawl from Scotland to Germany in one long summer of debauchery with my girlfriends before hitting the books and beginning my new life. All I had to do was stuff my backpack with a couple of pairs of jeans, T-shirts, and one naughty black dress.
.
At twenty-one, I had a bachelors in Computer Science from MIT which set me free. No longer would I be a slave to Zโ€™s money or his insufferable rules.
.
I put my weight behind the heavy, ornate door and pushed. This would be the last time I entered this house. 
.
I stepped across the threshold and lurched to a stop.
.
Z stood in the middle of the sweeping foyer. His coal dark eyes bore down on me beneath thick bushy brows. Heavy shadows gathered in his stormy gaze and a scowl framed his face. Two men stood with him; two large, intimidating men.
.
Years of rejection and emotional manipulation left no love lost between me and Z. In my head, he wasnโ€™t father or daddy. He was simply Z. I had long since whittled my fatherโ€™s name down to a single letter. I hated him, only because I craved the love he denied me with the irrational need of a child. In front of others, I maintained a civil facade, however, and called him Papa. I did that now.
.
โ€œPapa? I didnโ€™t think you would be home.โ€ My sandals slapped against Italian marble as I pulled up short.
.
โ€œRaven.โ€ His harsh, clipped tones made my heart lurch. There was no tenderness for me in his greeting.
.
Disapproval tugged at the corners of his mouth and his displeasure radiated in the flare of his nostrils and the pinch of his eyes as he surveyed my state of dress.
.
His women wore their hair in tightly wound buns or French twists. I kept mine loose because it irritated him and it hung down to my waist. But his eyes skipped over my hair, made no mention of my lack of makeup, and moved to my summer tank top and cut off shorts. Thatโ€™s when his eyes widened, showing white around inky blackness.
.
โ€œPapaโ€ฆโ€ My throat constricted and I subconsciously wrapped an arm across my chest, covering my unsupported breasts.
.
Z demanded perfection in his female companions. 
Seeing his daughter in cut-off jeans, and a spaghetti tank top without a bra garnered more reaction in three seconds than Iโ€™d gotten out of him in twenty-one years.
.
โ€œYouโ€™re dressed like a whore.โ€ His teeth ground out a horrible sound as his jaw clenched.
.
My gaze flew to the men. Surprise fluttered in my belly that he would speak so crudely in front of company.
.
โ€œPapa?โ€ The word hung between us as he came at me.
.
His fingers latched around my wrist, biting into the tender flesh. My free hand pulled at him, trying to loosen his grip, but my efforts were useless against the steel band of his fingers. He yanked me toward the men.
.
โ€œAs promised.โ€ He thrust me at the largest man. โ€œDebt paid.โ€
.
An impossibly huge man pulled me from Z’s grip.
.
I turned wild eyes to Z.
.
I looked to the man who had given me life and saw the truth etched in the granite lines of his features. Comfort never came through the cold-hearted man who dominated my life. He never once touched me with love.
.
The set of his jaw confirmed the truth. I couldnโ€™t believe what was happening, but the men lent a certain degree of reality to the situation.
.
The man who took me from Z, wrapped an arm around my waist as I kicked out trying to get free. It was a useless gesture. My efforts to free myself were laughable, but then I wasnโ€™t thinking rationally. My mind reeled with my fatherโ€™s words. What did he mean by debt paid?
.
The man pressed his lips to my ear and whispered. โ€œYou belong to another now.โ€

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See What’s Coming!

๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ผ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ถ ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ!

ย โœจMarch 19thโœจ
๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป:ย https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine

โœจ๐Ÿ”ฅ Ellie Masters NEW RELEASE! ๐Ÿ”ฅ โœจ

๐’๐ก๐ž’๐ฌ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐„: ๐“ช ๐“’๐“ช๐“น๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ

#PREORDER #ComingSoon #CaptiveRomance #DarkRomance #HEA#EllieMasters #ElliemastersNewRelease

๐“ ๐“ญ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ด, ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“น๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“น ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“ธ๐“ท ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ฎ๐“ญ๐“ฐ๐“ฎ ๐“ธ๐“ฏ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ป ๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ฝ.

๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป:ย https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine

Add to Goodreads: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_GR

Add to BookBub: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_BB

โœ… Standalone
โœ… Dark Romance
โœ… Feisty Heroine
โœ… Alpha Male
โœ… Captive Romance
โœ… HEA guaranteed
โœ… FREE on KU

Read the blurb and excerpt and tell me what you think!
________________________________________
My father gave me to a stranger in exchange for debts owed.
Abducted. Imprisoned. Enslaved.
This is my existence.
Uncompromising and relentless in getting what he wants, the man who owns me makes my temper flare, my blood boil, and my body come alive. He’s getting under my skin, making me submit to his will, and desire things I should never want.
Iโ€™m his prisoner.
Iโ€™m his slave.
But, I will be his undoing. 
If he thinks to claim me, heโ€™s in for a fight, becasue I am my fatherโ€™s daughter, and they will both reap what theyโ€™ve sown.
At least, that is the plan. Now, I’m not so sure.

๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine
________________________________________
This is a dark romantic thriller which contains scenes some may find disturbing. There is FULL consent (NO non-con: so relax, you can enjoy this!). You’ll get one sexy Alpha Male, a feisty heroine strong enough to put him through his paces, and an amazing dark storyline. Sit back. Relax. And strap in for one hell of a ride!
________________________________________

I bounced with excitement as I neared the thick doors of the palatial monstrosity which had been my prison for the past twenty-one years. Z was out on a business trip. Iโ€™d be in and out, then gone, and would never again have to face the darkness in my fatherโ€™s eyes.
.
As long as Z and I kept our distance, me in boarding school and him with his business, life allowed me to deny the truth. I was the rich socialite daughter of the illustrious Zane Carson, multi-millionaire who collected properties and corporations for sport. I dated who I wanted. As long as I didnโ€™t sleep with married men or had my name splashed in the tabloids, Z and I maintained a peaceful coexistence.
.
But that no longer mattered, because I vowed to be free of his overbearing ways. I had plans to pub crawl from Scotland to Germany in one long summer of debauchery with my girlfriends before hitting the books and beginning my new life. All I had to do was stuff my backpack with a couple pairs of jeans, T-shirts, and one naughty black dress.
.
At twenty-one, I had a B.S. in Computer Science from MIT which set me free. No longer would I be a slave to Zโ€™s money or his insufferable rules.
.
I put my weight behind the heavy, ornate door and pushed. This would be the last time I entered this house.ย 
.
I stepped across the threshold and lurched to a stop.
.
Z stood in the middle of the sweeping foyer. His coal dark eyes bore down on me beneath thick bushy brows. Heavy shadows gathered in his stormy gaze and a scowl framed his face. Two men stood with him; two large, intimidating men.
.
Years of rejection and emotional manipulation left no love lost between me and Z. In my head, he wasnโ€™t father, or daddy. He was simply Z. I had long since whittled my fatherโ€™s name down to a single letter. I hated him, only because I craved the love he denied me with the irrational need of a child. In front of others, I maintained a civil facade, however, and called him Papa. I did that now.
.
โ€œPapa? I didnโ€™t think you would be home.โ€ My sandals slapped against Italian marble as I pulled up short.
.
โ€œRaven.โ€ His harsh, clipped tones made my heart lurch. There was no tenderness for me in his greeting.
.
Disapproval tugged at the corners of his mouth and his displeasure radiated in the flare of his nostrils and the pinch of his eyes as he surveyed my state of dress.
.
His women wore their hair in tightly wound buns or French twists. I kept mine loose because it irritated him and it hung down to my waist. But his eyes skipped over my hair, made no mention of my lack of makeup, and moved to my summer tank top and cut off shorts. Thatโ€™s when his eyes widened, showing white around inky blackness.
.
โ€œPapaโ€ฆโ€ My throat constricted and I subconsciously wrapped an arm across my chest, covering my unsupported breasts.
.
Z demanded perfection in his female companions.ย 
Seeing his daughter in cut-off jeans, and a spaghetti tank top without a bra garnered more reaction in three seconds than Iโ€™d gotten out of him in twenty-one years.
.
โ€œYouโ€™re dressed like a whore.โ€ His teeth ground out a horrible sound as his jaw clenched.
.
My gaze flew to the men. Surprise fluttered in my belly that he would speak so crudely in front of company.
.
โ€œPapa?โ€ The word hung between us as he came at me.
.
His fingers latched around my wrist, biting into the tender flesh. My free hand pulled at him, trying to loosen his grip, but my efforts were useless against the steel band of his fingers. He yanked me toward the men.
.
โ€œAs promised.โ€ He thrust me at the largest man. โ€œDebt paid.โ€
.
An impossibly huge man pulled me from Z’s grip.
.
I turned wild eyes to Z.
.
I looked to the man who had given me life and saw the truth etched in the granite lines of his features. Comfort never came through the cold-hearted man who dominated my life. He never once touched me with love.
.
The set of his jaw confirmed the truth. I couldnโ€™t believe what was happening, but the men lent a certain degree of reality to the situation.
.
The man who took me from Z, wrapped an arm around my waist as I kicked out trying to get free. It was a useless gesture. My efforts to free myself were laughable, but then I wasnโ€™t thinking rationally. My mind reeled with my fatherโ€™s words. What did he mean by debt paid?
.
The man pressed his lips to my ear and whispered. โ€œYou belong to another now.โ€

๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine

Add to Goodreads: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_GR

Add to BookBub: https://elliemasters.com/Shes_Mine_BB

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Monday Goals

What are your goals for the week?

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Monday Goals

What are your goals for the week?

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