Sky Raiders (Five Kingdoms)
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In a world that lies between reality and imagination, a “fanciful, action-packed adventure” awaits (Publishers Weekly, starred review). Come and claim it in this first book of the Five Kingdoms series, from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Fablehaven and Beyonders series.
Cole Randolph was just trying to have a fun time with his friends on Halloween (and maybe get to know Jenna Hunt a little better). But when a spooky haunted house turns out to be a portal to something much creepier, Cole finds himself on an adventure on a whole different level.
After Cole sees his friends whisked away to some mysterious place underneath the haunted house, he dives in after them—and ends up in The Outskirts.
The Outskirts are made up of five kingdoms that lie between wakefulness and dreaming, reality and imagination, life and death. It’s an in-between place. Some people are born there. Some find their way there from our world, or from other worlds.
And once you come to the Outskirts, it’s very hard to leave.
With the magic of the Outskirts starting to unravel, it’s up to Cole and an unusual girl named Mira to rescue his friends, set things right in the Outskirts, and hopefully find his way back home…before his existence is forgotten.
out!” Cole called. “Everyone back away!” He watched to make sure the cells were empty. “Looks good,” Liam said. “Go ahead and disconnect from that big body,” Cole suggested. There was a pause, and fake Mira’s lip twitched upward in a sneer. Then the tendril fell from fake Mira’s back. “The cloak is smoking,” Twitch whispered. He was right. Wisps of steam or smoke were rising from the shawl. Cole stood near enough to feel the heat. Despite this, fake Mira showed no discomfort. In fact, she
Earth?” “No,” Cole said. “But we have a lot of this stuff. Like that T-shirt over there. It’s for a movie called Medal of Shame. It doesn’t belong here.” “Nothing belongs in the castles,” Mira said. “It’s why they’re worth raiding. You never know what you might find. It might be valuable or useful. It might be garbage. But it’s there for the taking.” “If you don’t get killed.” “You’re catching on.” Cole picked up the breastplate. It was heavier than he had expected. “First and last, worry
proved yourself,” Lyrus said. “You deserve to be rewarded. What manner of prizes would you prefer?” “Do you have any special weapons?” Cole asked. “You know, that are shaped to do useful things? Or treasures with secret abilities, like my cloak?” “You’re wise to ask. There are three such items: a painting that foretells the next day’s weather, a jewel that will always return to the first person who kisses it, and a bow that requires no arrows. They were prepared to reward discerning eyes, but
people who came with me have passed away,” Declan said. “Only those with potent shaping skills can slow the aging process, as my apprentices have. With clearer foresight I might have brought more couples, but there was little time. One couple formed from those I brought, but they were unable to have offspring. The last of my regular staff passed on almost ten years ago.” “Others must have come through the cloudwall,” Twitch said. “The last explorers we know of came here more than fifty years
cleanly so as to reveal a perfect cross section of the inside, like a full-size dollhouse. The street ended at a reedy lake. Drowned buildings poked out of the foul water for another hundred yards. “The town is totaled,” Cole said. “How big is this thing? It looks like a giant had a temper tantrum. What can’t Carnag do?” “Some of this might have been done physically,” Mira said. “But a lot of it had to be shaping—the lumps in the road, the coral, the house neatly sliced in half. Maybe all of