The Sword of Summer (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard, Book 1)
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Magnus Chase has always been a troubled kid. Since his mother’s mysterious death, he’s lived alone on the streets of Boston, surviving by his wits, keeping one step ahead of the police and the truant officers.
One day, he’s tracked down by an uncle he barely knows—a man his mother claimed was dangerous. Uncle Randolph tells him an impossible secret: Magnus is the son of a Norse god.
The Viking myths are true. The gods of Asgard are preparing for war. Trolls, giants and worse monsters are stirring for doomsday. To prevent Ragnarok, Magnus must search the Nine Worlds for a weapon that has been lost for thousands of years.
When an attack by fire giants forces him to choose between his own safety and the lives of hundreds of innocents, Magnus makes a fatal decision.
Sometimes, the only way to start a new life is to die . . .
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happening. He looked up and screamed as half the room collapsed on top of him, burying Geirrod under a thousand tons of rock. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor in a whiteout of dust and debris, trying my best to cough up my lungs. Slowly the air cleared. A few feet away, Sam sat cross-legged, also hacking and gasping, looking like she’d been rolled in flour. “Blitzen?” I called. “Hearth?” I was so worried about them I forgot about my broken leg. I tried to stand and was surprised to
Loki.” Sam inched away. “You know about that? Listen, Lord Thor—” “Girl, stop calling me lord. I’m a god of the common people, not a lord! And don’t worry, I won’t kill you. Not all of Loki’s brood is evil. Even Loki himself…” He heaved a sigh. “I kind of miss the guy.” Sam looked at him sideways. “You do?” “Oh, sure.” Thor scratched his red beard. “Most of the time I wanted to kill him, like when he cut off all my wife’s hair, or convinced me to wear a bridal gown.” “Do what now?” I asked.
studied me with dark hungry eyes. “Very well,” Helgi said. “Bring forth the vala and—” Between the roots of the tree, where the waterfall hit the dark lake, a massive bubble erupted. BLOOP! On the surface of the water stood three women shrouded in white. Except for the crackle of cooking fire and the sound of the waterfall, the hall was silent. Thousands of warriors watched, frozen in amazement, as the three white women glided across the floor, heading toward me. “Sam?” I whispered. “Sam,
doubt. His cheeks had lightened to the color of wet clay. “Kid, you may have noticed I never hung around with you much during the day?” “I…yeah. It was like Hearth took the day shift. You took the night shift.” “Exactly. Dwarves are subterranean creatures. Sunlight is deadly to us. Mind you, not as deadly as it is to trolls. I can stand a little bit, but if I’m out for too long I start to…uh, petrify.” I remembered the fight on Longfellow Bridge, how Blitzen had been wearing a broad-brimmed
Sam demanded. “Magnus was already dead when I chose him! You and the elf weren’t doing him any good with your plastic sign and your squeaky arrows!” Blitz stood straight, which didn’t make him much taller. “I’ll have you know my friend is a great rune caster.” “Really?” Samirah asked. “I didn’t see him using magic on the bridge against Surt.” Hearthstone looked offended. Would have. Got sidetracked. “Exactly,” Blitz said. “And as for me, I have many skills, Valkyrie.” “For instance?” “For