The Primortus Chronicles
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Skylee’s mouth twisted into a smirk. Of course, she’d heard Hawk calling out to her earlier, nevertheless, she continued on her way. And now, limping down the crowded sidewalk, it felt as if her Humusara was pulling her along. So much so, she didn’t even slow her pace when her V-phone vibrated in her pocket. Oh boy…must be another mommy text, she thought, pulling it out and gazing at the screen. It read:
Touching her V-phone screen, Skylee typed:
She pushed send, feeling a little guilty for not telling the whole truth. Within seconds, her phone buzzed with another text.
“Love you too,” she said into her V-phone and pressed send again.
Hobbling along faster, Skylee could feel the steady cooling of her amulet through the fabric of her shirt as she put her V-phone back in her pocket. Oookay, my Humusara must really want to tell me something.
A few months ago, she would have never believed that a book could summon her, or that she would risk her life for an amulet. A tiny part of her wondered if her mom should have waited to give them to her—when she turned fifteen. Er, like in around seven months, she reminded herself, realizing it was beside the point. As if Brinfrost cares how old I am. She reached up and felt the gash on her blood-caked ear. Truthfully, it was a good thing she had her Humusara and Elementum. They had saved her. And Chrism…
Skylee touched her icy amulet. The fact that it had grown even colder scared her. This is NOT good. Her gut instinct told her someone she loved was in danger. In spite of her knee pain, she pushed forward, hoping her Humusara would have the answer.
“Hmm…which street did we park on?” she asked herself, scanning all around in search of the parking garage.
Up ahead, she saw a dark plume of smoke, rising between two buildings. Maybe that’s why my amulet is freezing? She hobbled towards it a bit faster. It seemed to take forever for her to wade through the overcrowded sidewalk. She finally made it, but the moment she turned the corner, she saw a smoldering fire atop a dumpster. Waddling past it, she noticed a broken window. Her pulse raced when she heard familiar voices coming from inside. As she drew nearer, black smoke blew in her face. She placed her hand over her mouth and cautiously moved down the wall.
“Will!” she yelled. “Airon—Will! Where are you?” She thought she spotted movement through the smoke. “Hey, is that you?”
She didn’t think it possible, but her amulet grew more frigid. Frantic, she searched for a door, finding one farther down the alley. Calling for them again, she believed she heard their muffled voices inside.
She pushed the door open, revealing a long empty hallway. They’re here, she told herself. I know they are. Halfway down the corridor, she spotted another door at the end of a small staircase, she yelled, “Will!”
“Help!” said a stifled voice.
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Skylee crept into the room, carefully avoiding the open suitcases, shoeboxes and clothing scattered on the floor. Dressing for the wedding had created quite a mess. She had wanted to clean it up, but her almost stepsister insisted that her father had hired people to do such things.
As she approached the package, her pulse raced. Skylee normally opened a present slowly and carefully like a doctor performing surgery, but her excitement made her eagerly tear through the wrapping.
Inside, cushioned on a bed of crumpled paper, was a brown leather book bound with four gold rings. A diamond shape was carved into the front cover. She held the book close to her heart realizing that it could be her father’s journal, a look into his soul. Turning it over, she examined it more closely and tried to imagine him holding it in his hands. Despite her feeling of excitement, a deep sadness washed over her.
Skylee reached up and pushed back the heavy curtains, flooding the room with sunlight. As she opened the book, a musty odor filled the room even though the cover looked new. She thumbed through the crisp white pages to find page after page of strange hand written lettering, which appeared to be an ancient language. Skylee squinted at the lettering and tried to make out the words.
Holding the book closer to her face, she decided it was a language she had never seen before. Her heart sank in disappointment. It wasn’t her father’s journal. Why…she wondered…why did my dad want me to have a book that I can’t read?
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Originally posted on Readwritelove28:
after a catastrophic disaster, the world has regained its balance with the help
of the Primortus. They have secretly walked amongst us since the beginning of
time, protecting the earth with the power of the elements. When a fourteen-year-old
girl is given two mysterious gifts from a father she never knew, she is drawn
into their dangerous world of magic.
of the Eleventh Elementum to survive. With the help of Will (her best friend),
his cousin and her new stepsister, she seeks out the evil that threatens New
Zealand. But a black-eyed stranger is watching their every move. Now, two
powerful beings will battle one another and the outcome will determine our way
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Eleventh Elementum (The Primortus Chronicles, #1)
by J.L. Bond and Val Richards
Summary from Goodreads:
It has begun! Fourteen years after a catastrophic disaster, the world has regained its balance with the help of the Primortus. They have secretly walked amongst us since the beginning of time, protecting the earth with the power of the elements. When a fourteen-year-old girl is given two mysterious gifts from a father she never knew, she is drawn into their dangerous world of magic.
She must learn to wield the power of the Eleventh Elementum to survive. With the help of Will (her best friend), his cousin and her new stepsister, she seeks out the evil that threatens New Zealand. But a black-eyed stranger is watching their every move. Now, two powerful beings will battle one another and the outcome will determine our way of life.