The Sorceress (The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel)

The Sorceress (The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel)

Michael Scott

Language: English

Pages: 512

ISBN: 0385735308

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Nicholas Flamel appeared in J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter—but did you know he really lived? And he might still be alive today! Discover the truth in Michael Scott’s New York Times bestselling series the Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel with The Sorceress, book three.

   Nicholas Flamel's heart almost broke as he watched his beloved Paris crumble before him. The city was destroyed by Dee and Machiavelli, but Flamel played his own role in the destruction. Sophie and Josh Newman show every sign of being the twins of prophecy, and Flamel had to protect them and the pages from the Dark Elders.
   But Nicholas grows weaker with each passing day. Perenelle is still trapped in Alcatraz, and now that Scatty has gone missing, the group is without protection. Except for Clarent—the twin sword to Excalibur. But Clarent’s power is unthinkable, its evil making it nearly impossible to use without its darkness seeping into the soul of whoever wields it.
   If he hopes to defeat Dee, Nicholas must find an Elder who can teach Josh and Sophie the third elemental magic—Water Magic. The problem? The only one who can do that is Gilgamesh, and he is quite, quite insane.

“Master yarnspinner that he is, Scott expertly cranks up the suspense while keeping his now-large cast in quick motion….This page–turner promises plenty of action to come.”—Kirkus Reviews

Read the whole series!
The Alchemyst
The Magician
The Sorceress
The Necromancer
The Warlock
The Enchantress

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“Know this: if we meet again, I may not remember you.” He pulled the thick sheaf of mismatched pages from under his shirt, extracted the topmost sheet and pressed it into her hand. “And if I do not, then give me this. It will remind me of the girl who shed a tear for the lost king. Go now. Get to the leygate.” “But I don’t know where it is,” Sophie said. “The Alchemyst does ….” He turned to look at Flamel, and Sophie followed his gaze. At that moment Flamel’s aura winked out as he crumpled to

Josh to Sophie and looked her up and down. Josh noticed that his sister blinked hard and wrinkled her nose. Then she clamped her mouth tightly shut and stepped back. “See what I mean?” Josh said. “He needs a bath.” He brushed dirt off the sword blade and took a step closer to his sister. The man looked harmless, but Josh could tell that something about him angered—or was it frightened?—the Alchemyst. “Yeah.” Sophie tried not to breathe in through her nose. The stench from the man was

move. The reflected light turned Dee’s face into a grinning skull. Josh had seen Sophie focus her aura, had watched her shape it around her body; he’d felt its healing properties on his own skin, but he had no idea how she did it. Joan had trained her. But he’d had no one to train him. “Sis …?” “I’m here.” Sophie was instantly by his side. “How did you …” He groped for the right word. “How do you get your aura to focus?” “I don’t know. I just … I guess I just concentrate really hard.” Josh

carefully lifted his left leg. A black adder dripped from his ankle. “How long will these last?” he asked. “Long enough.” Shakespeare smiled. Brushing strands of lank hair out of his eyes, he raised his hand to the twins in the car. “We only part to meet again.” “You didn’t write that,” Palamedes said quickly. “I know, but I wish I had.” Then, surrounded by the hounds, William Shakespeare slipped under the metal hut and disappeared. Gabriel waited until the other hounds had followed him.

artist in the world. She had trained most of the great warriors and heroes of legend and had saved the Flamels’ lives on more than one occasion. They had returned the favor. Even though the Shadow was more than eighteen hundred years her senior, Perenelle had come to think of her if not as a daughter, then certainly as a niece. “Tell me what happened, Scatty,” Perenelle demanded. “Nicholas and the children escaped to London. He was taking the twins to see Gilgamesh.” Perenelle nodded. “I know

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