One will have the power of wings of fire . . . Sunny has always taken the Dragonet Prophecy very seriously. If Pyrrhia's dragons need her, Clay, Tsunami, Glory, and Starflight to end the war, she's ready to try. She even has some good ideas on how to do it, if anyone would listen to her. But shattering news from Morrowseer has shaken Sunny's faith in their destiny. Is it possible for anyone to end this terrible war and choose a new SandWing queen? What if everything they've been through was for nothing? Buried secrets, deadly surprises, and an unexpected side to scavengers are all waiting for her in the shifting sands of the desert, where Sunny must decide once and for all: Is her destiny already written? Or can five dragonets change their fate and save the world . . . the way they choose?
The truth: Nicholas Flamel's tomb is empty. The legend: Nicholas Flamel lives. Nicholas Flamel is the greatest Alchemyst to ever live. The records show that he died in 1418, but what if he's actually been making the elixir of life for centuries? The secrets to eternal life are hidden within the book he protects—the Book of Abraham the Mage. It's the most powerful book that has ever existed, and in the wrong hands, it will destroy the world. And that's exactly what Dr. John Dee plans to do when he steals it. There is one hope. If the prophecy is true, Sophie and Josh Newman have the power to save everyone. Now they just have to learn to use it.
Spoooky... As Halloween draws closer (only 5 days!!!) I have decided to postpone my book reviewing for today and write a spooky tale! If you enjoy it, make sure to SMASH the comments section with your amazing and kind comments. For my creative writing course, I'm taking in BLANK BLANK County, in BLANK BLANK country, in BLANK BLANK... Okay, you get it. Well, anyway, my oh so very best teacher gave us a few prompts to write a scene from. Hence the creepy and nerve-racking clown scene I made. Hence me wanting to write another one. Hence THIS. So, without further ADO, I present to you: The Mirror of Okdor! Tap, tap, tap. "Argh!" Hannah grunted, throwing her markers down on the carpet. "I'm trying to draw here!" Hannah peered up, at the window in front of her. Was it coming from there? Quickly checking the clock, Hannah shook her head. It has midnight. How had she been drawing for that long? Mother would be v...
Hi Ted!
ReplyDeleteTed did not like my brother lol... he mainly just hopped to me. (sorta. Not really)
DeleteStill, no toad ever liked me:(
DeleteIf you find many toads, or frogs, I bet one will like you.
DeleteIt's only a matter of time! 😊
DeleteI just noticed that his eyes are very beautiful, also, is he still there?
ReplyDeleteIn my yard? I think he is! He might be hibernating or something for Winter.
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