The Circle of Owls (The Grimalkin Book 3) Dani Swanson (best books for 8th graders .TXT) š
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The Circle of Owls
Dani Swanson
Copyright Ā© 2020 Dani Swanson
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the authorās imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. Itās not about you.
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ISBN: 9781986245340
ISBN-13: 978-1542889032
Cover by Elle Swan Design and Jessyca Bellinger
Editing by Lisa Swanson and Ken Coy
DEDICATION
To my Mom, Lisa Swanson: Thank you for teaching me, pushing me to be better and always being my cheerleader. Even when Iām being a tad ridiculous and making bad decisions, you are always there for me (even it is to tell me Iām being ridiculous). I was really lucky when they passed out moms to get you as mine. I love you.
CONTENTS
Chapter 1
3
Chapter 2
6
Chapter 3
22
Chapter 4
49
Chapter 5
56
Chapter 6
58
Chapter 7
75
Chapter 8
87
Chapter 9
104
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
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146
151
156
166
178
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227
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256
ā¦ā¦. You can only control how you react.
CHAPTER ONE
For six long months had they wandered through the icy abyss of the Izotza Mountains chasing after the Blue-Scaled Dragons. The end of the summer months was hard enough, but the wintery cold was blowing in more snow; covering every path and hiding all the creatures that were looking for their next meal. The only thing that showed any light was the small flame flickering from the entrance of the cave ā reflecting Robinās red hair against the rocks.
āI DONāT CARE! IāM SCARED, ALRIGHT?!ā Robin looked out of the entrance of the cave; nothing but the void of the mountainside could be seen for miles. The fresh powder from last nightās storm made everything blinding white. āWe canāt see the path aheadā¦.and we canāt see any of the markersā¦.and the yetis are out thereā¦and what about that albino dragon? Itāll try to eat us again!ā Her breath was becoming short and sporadic, as she stared without blinking. āWeāre going to die.ā She spoke just above a whisper. Tinker, her cat, started weaving in and out of her legs. Robin fiddled with the ends of her curly red hair which were sticking out of her hat, as she tried to control her breathing. She watched the foggy billows of her breath blow out into the nothingness.
āI think youāre overreacting just a bit, Robin.ā
Robin ran her fingers through her tangled red hair, before stuffing it back into her hat and out of her face. The fire was dying down, but Robin didnāt see much else laying around that she could burn.
āYou always do this! You get us into these situations that create more stress than what is needed! I donāt want to aimlessly run through the snow trying to avoid creatures that I canāt see!ā
āWhereās your sense of adventure? Itās fine. Okay, Iāll go, and you can wait hereā¦. alone.ā The sarcasm of the statement was thick.
āDonāt leave me! I donāt want to be alone.ā Her voice was small. The fear had consumed her. She was hugging the little grey cat in her arms, letting the vibrations of the catās purr sooth her anxiety.
āWell then, letās get going.ā
Robin wiped the tears from her eyes as she kicked dirt onto the fire. She didnāt want her tears freezing to her skin again. She bundled her coat around her and her cat, placing her book back into her bag, before venturing out to the void of the mountain top; hoping the next mountain that they climbed would bring them back to the Ice Kingās palace.
CHAPTER TWO
āSo, what youāre basically telling me is that you have no idea how you did it? Thatās rich. Nobody with magic ever reveals their secrets.ā Charles rolled his eyes as he listened to Theaās story of how she freed his soul from the purple crystal in the Kingdom of Owls.
āSeriously! I donāt know how to explain it. It didnāt feel like when I make a fireball appear, or a mud trollā¦. itās just different. Iāve tried to control other objects, I just canāt! I have no idea how I did it.ā Thea shrugged her shoulders as she adjusted her coat; Fig was trying to lay on her shoulders, making it difficult to stay fully covered by the fabric. āIām cold too, cat.ā She said in a cooing tone, as she scratched him under his chin.
The climb to the top of the Izotza mountain was getting colder the farther they went. Thea, Dean and Charles were accompanied by Fig, as they went to visit the Ice King. They were trying to keep the conversation light ā trying to ignore the growing concern in the pit of their stomachs for their missing friend, Robin. Fig on the other hand, was more concerned with the shadowy figure that had been following them off and on during their climb. Lilly Quinn had been stalking them ever since they left Deanās cabin the previous day. The little tabbyās fur would stand on end, and Thea would gently pet the cat, trying to not let on that she too saw Lilly through the trees.
āSo, you just got really emotional and then everything in the room started to attack the crystal. Thatās how you did it?ā Deanās brow was furrowed as he couldnāt wrap his head around what she was saying.
āFrom what Sorgin and Agatha had taught me, only a Supreme witch can control the āEtherā which I guess is like the void around everything that we canāt see. Like the energy in the air, the little tiny particles of dust you can see in the sunshine, the momentum of movementā¦. I donāt know guys, I just did it. I donāt know how to
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