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V C Andrews, V. C. Andrews, V.C. Andrews
If There Be Thorns - Dollanganger
English · Paperback
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Informationen zum Autor One of the most popular authors of all time, V.C. Andrews has been a bestselling phenomenon since the publication of Flowers in the Attic , first in the renowned Dollanganger family series, which includes Petals on the Wind , If There Be Thorns , Seeds of Yesterday , and Garden of Shadows . The family saga continues with Christopher’s Diary: Secrets of Foxworth , Christopher’s Diary: Echoes of Dollanganger , and Secret Brother , as well as Beneath the Attic , Out of the Attic , and Shadows of Foxworth as part of the fortieth anniversary celebration. There are more than ninety V.C. Andrews novels, which have sold over 107 million copies worldwide and have been translated into more than twenty-five foreign languages. Andrews’s life story is told in The Woman Beyond the Attic . Join the conversation about the world of V.C. Andrews at Facebook.com/OfficialVCAndrews. Klappentext Previously published by Vanda Productions, LLC, 1984. Chapter One: Jory Whenever Dad didn't drive me home from school, a yellow school bus would let me off at an isolated spot where I would recover my bike from the nearest ravine, hidden there each morning before I stepped onto the bus. To reach my home I had to travel a winding narrow road without any houses until I came to the huge deserted mansion that invariably drew my eyes, making me wonder who had lived there; why had they deserted it? When I saw that house I automatically slowed, knowing soon I'd be home. An acre from that house was our home, sitting isolated and lonely on a road that had more twists and turns than a puzzle maze that leads the mouse to the cheese. We lived in Fairfax, Marin County, about twenty miles north of San Francisco. There was a redwood forest on the other side of the mountains, and the ocean too. Ours was a cold place, sometimes dreary. The fog would roll in in great billowing waves and often shrouded the landscape all day, turning everything cold and eerie. The fog was spooky, but it was also romantic and mysterious. As much as I loved my home, I had vague, disturbing memories of a southern garden full of giant magnolia trees dripping with Spanish moss. I remembered a tall man with dark hair turning gray; a man who called me his son. I didn't remember his face nearly as well as I remembered the nice warm and safe feeling he gave me. I guess one of the saddest things about growing bigger, and older, was that no one was large enough, or strong enough, to pick you up and hold you close and make you feel that safe again. Chris was my mother's third husband. My own father died before I was born; his name was Julian Marquet, and everyone in the ballet world knew about him. Hardly anyone outside of Clairmont, South Carolina, knew about Dr. Paul Scott Sheffield, who had been my mother's second husband. In that same southern state, in the town of Greenglenna, lived my paternal grandmother, Madame Marisha. She was the one who wrote me a letter each week, and once a summer we visited her. It seemed she wanted almost as much as I did, for me to become the most famous dancer the world had ever known. And thus I would prove to her, and to everyone, that my father had not lived and died in vain. By no means was my grandmother an ordinary little old lady going on seventy-four. Once she'd been very famous, and not for one second did she let anyone forget this. It was a rule I was never to call her Grandmother when others could overhear and possibly guess her age. She'd whispered to me once that it would be all right if I called her Mother, but that didn't seem right when I already had a mother whom I loved very much. So I called her Madame Marisha, or Madame M., just as everyone else did. Our yearly visit to South Carolina was long anticipated during the winters, and quickly forgotten once we were back and safely snuggled in our little v...
Product details
| Authors | V C Andrews, V. C. Andrews, V.C. Andrews |
| Publisher | Pocket Books USA |
| Languages | English |
| Product format | Paperback |
| Released | 30.12.2014 |
| EAN | 9781476799469 |
| ISBN | 978-1-4767-9946-9 |
| Dimensions | 105 mm x 172 mm x 25 mm |
| Series |
Dollanganger Dollanganger |
| Subject |
Fiction
> Suspense
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