The Last of Gavinne

The Last of Gavinne

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After a severe concussion, Phoebe slips into a coma that lasts for five years. In her dreams, she walks in a land called Gavinne, a world of speaking animals and enchanted waters. There, she meets a guardian of heaven named Marcus. Captured by his beauty, she knows he is the one she wants to spend eternity with. But soon enough, she recovers from her coma and leaves Marcus behind. Or so she thinks. As a guardian, he captured her and can now walk on mortal land. Phoebe must choose if she will stay with her childhood friend, Dmitri, or go with Marcus to heaven and sit next to him on the right hand of god for eternity.
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