Nicholas Flamel showed up in J.K. Rowling’s bother Potter—but did you recognize he yes, really lived? and his secrets aren"t safe! Discover the fact in publication six the Michael Scott’s new York time bestselling series the tricks of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel. The Location: The house of the Elders. The Time: The critical day that Nicholas and also Perenelle Flamel"s long existence.   The 2 that space one must end up being the one that is all. One to conserve the world, one to ruin it.    Sophie and Josh Newman travel ten thousands years into the past following Dr. Man Dee and also Virginia dare to the home of the Elders at Danu Talis. Yet this is no simple island—it is the legend city the Atlantis, and also Scathach, Prometheus, Palamedes, Shakespeare, Saint-Germain, and also Joan that Arc are also there.    Here, together the Flamels take their last breaths, the fight for the human being begins and ends. Except no one is sure what—or who—the twins will be fighting for.“The tricks of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel has every little thing you loved about Harry Potter, consisting of magic, mystery, and also a consistent battle of good versus evil.”—BustleRead the totality series! The Alchemyst The Magician The Sorceress The Necromancer The Warlock The Enchantress


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Michael Scott is the new York times bestselling author of The secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel series, an government on mythology and folklore, and also one the Ireland’s many successful authors. A understand of fantasy, scientific research fiction, horror, and also folklore, Michael has been hailed by the irish Times together “the King the Fantasy in these isles.” The Enchantress is the sixth book in the Nicholas Flamel series. Look for book one, The Alchemyst; publication two, The Magician; book three, The Sorceress; book four, The Necromancer; and also book five, The Warlock, all available from Delacorte Press. You deserve to follow Michael Scott on Twitter

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Chapter OneThe tiny crystal mirror was ancient.Older than mankind, that predated the Elders, the Archons and even the Ancients who had come prior to them. This to be an Earthlord artifact, wash up once the Isle the Danu Talis was ripped indigenous the primeval seabed.For millennia the mirror had actually hung on a wall in a next room in the royal residence of the sunlight on Danu Talis. Generations of good Elders, and also then the Elders who had come after them, had confused over the small rectangle of decision in the plain black framework that was no wood, no metal, nor was it stone. Back it had all the appearance of a mirror, it wasn’t a true showing glass: its surface showed only shadows, though those that peered closely claimed they recorded a hints of your skulls beneath their flesh, the the impressions the bones beneath skin. Occasionally—infrequently—some asserted to catch glimpses of far-off landscapes, polar ice cream caps, expanses that deserts or steaming jungles.At details times of the year—at the fall and summer -equinoxes—and throughout solar and lunar eclipses, the glass would shiver and show scene of times and places beyond comprehension and also understanding, exotic worlds of metal and chitin, areas where there to be no stars in the heavens and also a black sunlight hung unmoving in the skies. Generations of scholars invested their entire lives trying to interpret those scenes, yet even the legendary Abraham the Mage might not decipher its mysteries.Then one day, as soon as the Elder Quetzalcoatl was getting to out to straighten the glass, the had caught the next of his hand top top the edge of the frame. The felt a sting and also pulled far in surprise to see that he’d hurt himself. A solitary drop the blood spattered ~ above the crystal and also suddenly the glass cleared, the surface ar rippling under the curling subject of sizzling blood. In that instant, Quetzalcoatl had actually seen wonders:... The Isle the Danu Talis in ~ the heart of a large empire extending unbroken throughout the globe...... The Isle the Danu Talis burning and also shattered, rental asunder by earthquakes, the great streets and also massive buildings swallowed through the sea...... The Isle of Danu Talis simply visible beneath a sheath that ice, substantial spike-nosed whales drifting end the entombed city...... Danu Talis climbing pure and golden in the facility of a countless desert...The Elder had stolen the mirror that day and never went back it.Now, slender and white-bearded, Quetzalcoatl spread a blue velvet towel over a plain wooden table. He smoothed the fabric flat through a black-nailed hand, picking turn off threads and dust. Then he placed the black-framed rectangle of decision in the center of the cloth and gently wiped the clean through the leaf of his white linen shirt. The glass did no reflect the Elder’s hawk-nosed face: the sleek surface twisted through a gray smoke-scape.Quetzalcoatl leaned over the glass, pulled a pin from the sleeve of his shirt and also pressed the pointer of the pin right into the fleshy pad of his thumb. “By the pricking of mine thumbs. . .,” the muttered in the ancient language of the Toltec. A ruby droplet that blood progressively gathered on his smooth flesh. “... Miscellaneous wicked, this way comes.” hold his hand out over the glass, he allowed the drop come spatter top top the mirror. The surface ar instantly trembled and shimmered, the ancient crystal running v a rainbow of oily colors. Red smoke steamed turn off the glass; climate the colors cleared up into images.Millennia of experimentation and substantial quantities the blood—very small of it his—had teach the Elder how to regulate the pictures in the crystal. He had fed it so much blood the he had come to think that it to be somehow sentient and alive. Staring into the glass, the murmured, “Take me to mountain Francisco.”The mirror blurred, then washed v white and also gray light, and also suddenly Quetzalcoatl uncovered himself floating high end the city, looking under over the bay.“Why isn’t that burning?” he wondered aloud. “Why are there no monster in the streets?” He had actually permitted the immortal humani Machiavelli and Billy the son to return to San Francisco in stimulate to release the creatures top top Alcatraz Island right into the city. Had they failure in their mission? Or was he as well early?The image in the crystal shifted when again and settled on the narrow size of Alcatraz, and also Quetzalcoatl spotted a heat of motion in the water. A form moved throughout the bay, leave the smudge that Alcatraz and heading toward the city. Quetzalcoatl rubbed his hand together. No, he wasn’t also late: the was just in time come witness a little chaos. It had been a lengthy time due to the fact that he had seen a city destroyed, and also he walk love a spectacle.The shade image all of sudden flickered and faded. The Elder pierced his finger with the pen again and also then again, dripping an ext of his lifeblood onto the glass, feeding it. The mirror blinked come life once much more and the image of the city re-formed, three-dimensional in its clarity. Quetzalcoatl focused and also the photo spun downward, pulling him towards choppy white-capped water. A biology lurked in ~ the waves, something huge and sinuous: a sea serpent. The Elder squinted. That was hard to make out any details, yet it seemed as if the creature had more than one head. He nodded in approval; he preferred that. It to be a pretty touch. The made feeling to send the sea creatures to the city first. He smiled, showing savage this as he imagine the monster rampaging v the streets.Quetzalcoatl watched the sea serpent sweep across the bay and also curl toward among the piers that jutted out into the water. That frowned and then nodded in understanding. It would crawl ashore ~ above the Embarcadero. Excellent: numerous tourists, high profile.Light shifted on the sea. He spotted the faintest shimmer that a blue and also red oily stain on the water and abruptly realized the the sea serpent was heading straight for it.Unconsciously, Quetzalcoatl dropped reduced still. His head dipped toward the glass, eagle nose virtually touching the surface. He can smell the sea now, salt through the faintest hints of rotting fish and also seaweed... And something else. Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply. A city need to smell that metal and traffic, scorched food and too countless unwashed bodies. However what to be he smelling here—these to be odors that had actually no ar in the city: the tartness of mint, the sweetness of aniseed, the flowery odor of environment-friendly tea.Realization win him as the monstrous creature—the Lotan—rose indigenous the sea, 7 heads darting towards the swirling red and blue stain ~ above the water. Quetzalcoatl recognized the auras and also the colors now: the red to be Prometheus, while the blue was the immortal humani Niten. And also the sickening odor of mint in the air can belong to just one man: the Alchemyst, Nicholas Flamel.Quetzalcoatl experienced them then, was standing on the finish of a pier. And yes, the mrs was there also, Perenelle the Sorceress, whom he knew from bitter experience. His tongue instantly found the an are in his teeth where she’d knocked out among his large back molars. This was no good, this to be not an excellent at all: a renegade Elder and also three that the many dangerous and also deadly humani in the Shadowrealm.Quetzalcoatl’s hands clenched right into tight fists, razor-sharp nails biting right into the flesh of his palms, dripping thin blood ~ above the glass, store the images alive. His dark eyes watched unblinkingly.... The Lotan transforming to feed on the auras...... The creature climbing from the water, balancing ~ above its tail, all 7 heads darting in to feed, mouths agape...... The speed of eco-friendly fire and the overwhelming stink the mint.“No!” the Elder hissed together he watched the Lotan transform into a tiny blue-veined egg. He observed the egg drop right into the Alchemyst’s outstretched hand. Flamel tossed that triumphantly in the air... And also a circling seagull snatched it and swallowed the whole.“No! Nonononono...” Quetzalcoatl howled his rage, his face darkening, contorting into the level serpent image that had terrified the Maya and also the Aztec. Ragged this jutted from his mouth, his eyes narrowed and his dark hair stiffened in spikes about his face. That pounded ~ above the table, the old wood cracking and only his lightning-fast reflexes conserved the mirror from falling come the floor and shattering.As easily as it had begun, the rage passed.Quetzalcoatl breathed deeply and also ran a hand v his stubborn hair, flattening it. Every Billy and Machiavelli had to do was to release a few monsters right into the city—three or 4 would have sufficed. 2 would have been fine; also one, preferably something big with scales and also teeth, would have been a start. But they’d failed, and also they would pay for the failure later—if they survived!He essential to acquire the beasts off the island, but to execute that he would have to keep the Flamels and their Elder and immortal friend busy.It to be obviously time currently for Quetzalcoatl to take it matters into his own hands. A sudden smile revealed the Elder’s needlelike teeth. He had gathered a couple of pets in his Shadowrealm—the humani would speak to them monsters—and that could allow them out to play. However no doubt the Alchemyst would attend to them in the same way he’d encountered the Lotan. No, he essential something bigger, miscellaneous much an ext dramatic 보다 a couple of mangy monstersQuetzalcoatl found his mobile on the kitchen table. He dialed the Los Angeles number from memory. It rang fifteen times before it was answered v a snarling rasp. “Do girlfriend still have actually that bag of this I marketed you millennia ago?” Quetzalcoatl started in. “I’d like to buy that back. Why? I want to usage it to teach the Flamels a lesson... And of course save them busy while I get our creatures off the island,” he included hastily. “How much for the bag? free! Well, yes, of food you can watch. Accomplish me at Vista Point; I’ll make sure there room no humani around.“Something angry this method comes. . .,” Quetzalcoatl whispered. “Heading your way, Alchemyst. Heading your way.”