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Goblins in Georgia
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4368073Goblins in Georgiahttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/goblins-in-georgia-9798223537878/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4064935/image.jpg?v=638432679037570000https://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4064358/image.jpg?v=6384326781105000008282MXNWrite from the Heart PublicationsInStock/Ebooks/4295774Goblins in Georgia8282https://www.gandhi.com.mx/goblins-in-georgia-9798223537878/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4064935/image.jpg?v=638432679037570000https://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/4064358/image.jpg?v=638432678110500000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20249798223537878_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_<p><strong>Meet Camille LaMontagne. Her parents have a surprise for her. A motorbike, a legacy as a voodoo priestess, and an arranged marriage. Whats a girl to do?</strong></p><p>Through the years, Id been sheltered from the family business. While some kids were groomed nearly from birth, I had no idea what my mother actually did for a living. After all, her answer was different every time. If she was running late, she could be teaching a craft class. I thought she meant basket weaving, since we had plenty of baskets around. When she told me she was going to work early to do a reading, I thought she might be an author, since she was constantly writing in books. So naturally, when I overheard her talking about whipping a batch up, I imagined she was a baker...not that shed made so much as a cookie around our house.</p><p>Not once did I think my mother was a voodoo priestess. Never did I imagine that she expected me to take over her shop and replace her when she was ready to retire. So, you can imagine my surprise when I graduated with a degree in library science and she tried to present me with a husband for my graduation gift.</p><p>James was from Haiti and our merger...I mean...our marriage would unite two of the most powerful voodoo families. Of course, I knew nothing about any of this...not the arranged marriage, not magic, and not our family history. I had an entirely different path planned. For years, Id been taking solace in books. This was how I managed to stay out of trouble. When I didnt lose myself in a story, strange things happened. Now, I realize this was probably magic. All I knew for sure was that I wanted no part of it.</p><p>Thats why I left and my mother wasnt stopping me. Thats all I could ask for. Even my father feared her. And yet for some reason, when I reached the driveway, he mimicked the sound of a morning dove to call me over to the garage. Inside, he had a motorcycle. This was his graduation gift to me. I wasnt sure I could drive it, but I wanted to badly. He gave me a quick tutorial and sent me on my way. Daddy had always understood me, even when I didnt know myself.</p><p>I had no plans. I was going to let the road decide my destination. Soon, I ended up in Georgia. And I thought I might have reached the end of my journey too. Somehow, I blew a tire and wiped out. I wasnt badly injured, but if it werent for Serena, I wouldve been killed. Id stumbled into a goblin trap.</p><p>Yes, goblins were real. Yes, goblins were deadly. And yes, I was seething because my mother taught me nothing all these years. Serena saw straight to my soul and took pity on me. Though not a voodoo priestess, she shared what she knew. I thought she was doing this out of the goodness of her heart. I shouldve known better. Serena needed me. The goblins were too much for her alone. She needed my help. I needed her counsel. Id seen her chase off no fewer than three potential suitors the first day I was in town. If shed teach me how to lose James, Id do whatever she asked to get those goblins gone.</p><p>A pact was made. Lessons were learned. I only hoped that with our combined skills love would be lost and goblins would be gone. Id never imagined the goblins and James could be so...stubborn.</p>...9798223537878_Write from the Heart Publicationslibro_electonico_9798223537878_9798223537878Diane JonesInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/draft2digital_ipp-epub-7dbf00f8-d6da-4b0c-802b-5058ffcc0af6.epub2024-01-01T00:00:00+00:00Write from the Heart Publications