Ayesha Farhat

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“Marlowe, hm?” He glanced at the cover and held the novel out to her. She snatched it from his hand. “You know Marlowe?” Agatha scoffed, but she was impressed, truthfully. “Of him.” Her, Agatha corrected mentally with a sense of pride. Marlowe’s success was one of her life’s greatest joys as a Sister Solstice.
Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)
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