Under the Serpent Sea (Secrets of Droon, Book 12)

Under the Serpent Sea (Secrets of Droon, Book 12)

Tim Jessell, Tony Abbott

Language: English

Pages: 32

ISBN: 2:00335624

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Tony Abbott is the author of more than ninety books for young readers, including THE SECRETS OF DROON series; middle-grade novel KRINGLE; and THE HAUNTING OF DEREK STONE series. He was the recipient of the 2006 Golden Kite Award, as well as the 2009 Edgar Award. Tony was born in Ohio, and now lives with his wife and two daughters in Trumbull, Connecticut. Visit him online at www.tonyabbottbooks.com.

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“Did anything happen?” asked Neal, stretching his neck. Eric shot a smile at Keeah. “Not too much.” “Then we’d better get back to the dome,” said Julie, doing a little wiggle. “My snake hearing was telling me that the fighting is worse.” As they headed back through the door, Eric turned one last time. The dark lid over the pit glowed for an instant, as if it were red-hot. And he thought he heard Om whisper once more before the chamber went black. “Eric, come on,” said Keeah. “Our battle

in her net, then was dragged into the darkness by the Ninns. “I will find you!” Relna called to her sister. “I will never give up hope!” A moment later, the witch was gone, the Ninns were gone, and the undersea world was quiet, peaceful, and still. Even Demither’s guards had disappeared into the far corners of the green city. “It is over,” said Queen Relna. “We must go.” Linking their hands, Keeah and her mother whispered strange words together. Surrounded by a glistening bubble of air,

hands.” “Keeah has indeed done well today,” Galen said. “And against such terrible odds!” Then he hugged the princess and her mother tightly. As he did, Julie stared at him, then at the dark water below, then at Galen again. “Wait a second … if you were up here the whole time, then who was that ugly monster down there —” Julie stopped. She jumped. “Oh! It was him, wasn’t it? It was Sparr! He’s even uglier now. And I thought he was you! Oh! I bopped him! I bopped Sparr! With this hand!”

some blackboard erasers on the desk, and a new word came to him. “Lev … ta … lem!” Amazed, Eric watched as a stream of sparks left his fingertips and drifted over to the erasers. The erasers wobbled once, then rose from the desk. “I’m doing it!” he cried. “I’m doing it —” The door squeaked. “Oh, no!” He shoved his hands in his pockets, and the erasers crashed to the floor in a puff of dust. Mrs. Michaels entered the room. She started to cough. “My goodness, Eric, what are you doing?” She

everything works right.” Eric was about to respond when he spotted something on the horizon. “What’s that?” Darkness was spilling up over the edge of the sea, turning the waves from green to black. “Holy cow,” said Julie, squinting. “It’s … ships. Hundreds and hundreds of ships. Black ones. And they’re coming this way.” “Who would be crazy enough to be out in this hurricane?” asked Neal. “Besides us, I mean.” “Whoever it is, you must hurry!” Friddle shouted. “The hurricane is growing

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