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Shot outside the offices of M16 and left for dead by Scorpia, Alex Rider awakens in a top-secret hospital, glad simply to be alive. But danger has a way of following Alex, and when the boy in the next room is the victim of a kidnapping attempt, it is Alex who saves him -- only to be kidnapped himself. The man behind the kidnapping? None other than Nikolei Drevin, wealthiest developer in the world, and the man who single-handedly is funding the first luxury hotel in outer space, Ark Angel. Yet the project is ...
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Overview

Shot outside the offices of M16 and left for dead by Scorpia, Alex Rider awakens in a top-secret hospital, glad simply to be alive. But danger has a way of following Alex, and when the boy in the next room is the victim of a kidnapping attempt, it is Alex who saves him -- only to be kidnapped himself. The man behind the kidnapping? None other than Nikolei Drevin, wealthiest developer in the world, and the man who single-handedly is funding the first luxury hotel in outer space, Ark Angel. Yet the project is hemorrhaging millions of dollars along the way, and Drevin will stop at nothing to ceast the bleeding. Even if it means blowing up Ark Angel. Even if it means sacrificing his only son....

Featuring the most inventive chase scenes of the series, Ark Angel takes the New York Times bestselling Alex Rider Adventures to new heights and thrills.

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Editorial Reviews

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Alex Rider has just survived a sniper's bullet. Hospitalized, most teens would be content to concentrate on healing, but when Alex witnesses a murder and knows that a kidnapping is imminent, he swings into action—bandages not withstanding. Successful in thwarting the abduction, Alex immediately becomes the victim. Heart-stopping action follows, and eventually the young hero evades the killers and is rewarded by being swept away to a mysterious billionaire's estate for a time of rest and relaxation as a reward for saving the billionaire's son's life. However, even on a tropical island, trouble follows. Soon, the young orphan is, once again, the only hope of M16 and this time the CIA as well. Alex is a believable hero; his methods of escape are all possible, although hair-raising. As with each of the previous titles in the series, readers are propelled headlong into the action and love every minute of the ride. One succinct quote from the book sums up the young Englishman's status this way: "Alex Rider is the nearest thing the Brits have to a lethal weapon." This title is part of the "Alex Rider" series. Don't miss it. 2006, Philomel Books/Penguin, Ages 12 to 18.
—Janice DeLong
VOYA
In this newest installment of the Alex Rider Adventure series following the cliffhanger Scorpia (Philomel, 2004/VOYA April 2005), Alex is in the hospital recovering from an assassination attempt when he stumbles into an eco-terrorist kidnapping scheme. Thwarting the kidnappers, he becomes friends with their target, Paul, the son of Russian multibillionaire Nikolei Drevin. Drevin invites Alex to witness a launch for Ark Angel, the commercial space-station hotel he is building with the British government. While traveling with the family to the remote island used for the project, Alex begins to suspect that Drevin is not the benevolent businessman that he seems, but before Alex can sever himself from the Drevins, the CIA intercepts him. They reveal Drevin's shady mafiya past and pressure Alex to spy for them once more. Can he discover the connection between Nikolei and the eco-terrorists in time? What is the true nature of the Ark Angel project? Alex is again in a race against time to save the world-or at least a city or two. This book returns to Alex's roots, with much the same tone as Stormbreaker (2001/VOYA August 2001) or Skeleton Key (2003/VOYA June 2003) and less of Scorpia's introspection. Science, sports, and gadgets abound, as do bizarre spy-thriller villains. Alex's reluctant hero persona begins to wear a little thin, but the fast pace and continual action will keep readers fixed. Predictability aside, fans of the series will zoom through it, eager to keep up with Alex and his adventures. VOYA CODES: 3Q 5P M J (Readable without serious defects; Every YA (who reads) was dying to read it yesterday; Middle School, defined as grades 6 to 8; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9).2006, Philomel, 336p., Ages 11 to 15.
—Brenna Shanks
School Library Journal
Gr 5-10-Alex Rider is giving it up. Being a teenage secret agent is just too dangerous. He wants his old life back. As he lies in the hospital bed recovering from a gunshot wound, he contemplates the end of his career with MI6, the British secret service. But then he saves the life of Paul Drevin, son of multibillionaire Nikolei Drevin, and once again he is pulled into service. This time his mission involves eco-terrorists, rockets to space, maniacal killers, and a less-than-idyllic tropical island. Is it all in a day's work, or will this truly be Alex Rider's last mission? The action-filled plot develops quickly and keeps readers on the edge of their seats. The over-the-top characters, with their exaggerated quirks and personalities, work well in this James Bond-like novel. Detailed background, technical, and political information, essential for any spy story, is uncomplicated and easy for most readers to understand. Though there are some references to previous missions, this title can certainly stand alone. Recommend it to your reluctant readers and get ready for them to line up for the rest of the series.-Heather E. Miller, Homewood Public Library, AL Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780142407387
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 4/5/2007
  • Series: Alex Rider Series , #6
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 73,365
  • Age range: 12 - 15 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 7.70 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Anthony Horowitz
Anthony Horowitz

Anthony Horowitz is the author of one previous book for teens: The Devil and His Boy, which received glowing reviews all around. He is also the author of several plays and television screenplays in his native England.

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Ark Angel


By Anthony Horowitz

Philomel

ISBN: 0-399-24152-9


Chapter One

The nurse was twenty-three years old, blonde, and nervous. This was only her second week at St. Dominic's, one of London's most exclusive private hospitals. Rock stars and television celebrities came here, she had been told. There were also VIPs from abroad. VIPs here meant very important patients. Even famous people get sick, and the ones who wanted to recover in five-star comfort chose St. Dominic's. The surgeons and therapists were world-class. The hospital food was so good that some patients had been known to pretend they were ill so that they could enjoy it for a while longer. That evening, the nurse was making her way down a wide, brightly lit corridor, carrying a tray of medicines. She was wearing a freshly laundered white dress. Her name-d, meacher-was printed on a badge pinned to her uniform. Several of the junior doctors had already placed bets on which of them would persuade her to go out with them first.

She stopped in front of an open door. Room nine.

"Hello," she said. "I'm Diana Meacher."

"I'm looking forward to meeting you too," the boy in room nine replied.

Alex Rider was sitting up in bed, reading a French textbook that he should have been studying at school. He was wearing pajamas that had fallen open at the neck and the nurse could just make out the bandages crisscrossing his chest. He was a very handsome boy, she thought. He had fair hair and serious brown eyes that looked as though they had seen too much. She knew that he was only fourteen, but he looked older. Pain had done that to him. Nurse Meacher had read his medical file and understood what he had been through.

In truth, he should have been dead. Alex Rider had been hit by a bullet fired from a .22 rifle from a distance of almost 250 feet. The sniper had been aiming for his heart-and if the bullet had found its target, Alex would have had no chance of surviving. But nothing is certain-not even murder. A tiny movement had saved his life. As he had come out of MI6's headquarters on Liverpool Street, he had stepped off the sidewalk, his right foot carrying his body down toward the level of the road. It was at that exact moment that the bullet had hit him, and instead of powering into his heart, it had entered his body half an inch higher, ricocheting off a rib and exiting horizontally under his left arm.

The bullet had missed his vital heart structures, but even so, it had done plenty of damage, tearing through the subclavian artery, which carries blood over the top of the lung and into the arm. This was what Alex had felt when he was hit. As blood had poured out of the severed artery, filling the space between the lung and the thoracic cage, he had found himself unable to breathe. Alex could easily have died from shock or loss of blood. If he had been a man, he almost certainly would have. But the body of a child is different from that of an adult. A young person's artery will automatically shut itself down if cut-doctors can't explain how or why-and this will limit the amount of blood lost. Alex was unconscious, but he was still breathing, four minutes later, when the first ambulance arrived. There wasn't much the paramedics could do: IV fluids, oxygen, and some gentle compression around the bullet's point of entry. But that was enough. Alex had been rushed to St. Dominic's, where surgeons had removed the bone fragments and put a graft on the artery. He had been in the operating room two and a half hours. And now he was looking almost as if nothing had happened. As the nurse came into the room, he closed the book and settled back into his pillows. Diana Meacher knew that this was his last night in the hospital. He had been here for ten days and tomorrow he was going home. She also knew that she wasn't allowed to ask too many questions. It was there in large print on his file:

PATIENT 9/75958 RIDER/ALEX:

SPECIAL STATUS (MISO).

NO UNAUTHORIZED VISITORS. NO PRESS.

REFER ALL INQUIRIES TO DR. HAYWARD.

It was all very strange. She had been told she would meet some interesting people at St. Dominic's, and she had been required to sign a confidentiality clause before she began work. But she'd never expected anything like this. MISO stood for Military Intelligence: Special Operations. But what was the secret service doing with a teenage boy? How had Alex managed to get himself shot? And why had there been two armed policemen sitting outside his room for the first four days of his stay? Diana tried to push these thoughts out of her mind as she put the tray down. Maybe she should have stuck with the NHS. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Looking forward to going home?"

"Yes."

Diana realized she was staring at Alex and turned her attention to the medicines. "Are you in any pain?" she asked. "Can I get you something to help you sleep?" "No, I'm all right." Alex shook his head and for a moment something flickered in his eyes. The pain in his chest had slowly faded, but he knew it would never leave him completely. He could feel it now, vague and distant, like a bad memory.

"Would you like me to come back later?"

"No, it's all right, thanks." He smiled. "I don't need anyone to tuck me in."

Diana blushed. "That's not what I meant," she said. "But if you need me, I'll be just down the hall. You can call me anytime."

"I might do that."

The nurse picked up her tray and walked out of the room. She left behind the scent of her perfume-heather and spring flowers-in the air. Alex sniffed. It seemed to him that since his injury, his senses had become more acute.

He reached for his French book, then changed his mind. To hell with it, he thought. Irregular verbs could wait. It was his own future that concerned him more. He looked around at the neat, softly lit room that tried hard to pretend it belonged to an expensive hotel rather than a hospital. There was a TV on a table in the corner, operated by a remote control beside the bed. A window looked out over a wide north London street lined with trees. His room was on the second floor, one of about a dozen arranged in a ring around a bright and modern reception area. In the early days after his operation, there had been flowers everywhere, but Alex had asked for them to be taken away. They'd reminded him of a funeral parlor and he had decided he preferred being alive.

But there were still cards. He had received more than twenty and he'd been surprised how many people had heard that he'd been hurt-and how many had sent a card. There had been a dozen from school: one from the head; one from Miss Bedfordshire, the school secretary; and several from his friends. Tom Harris had sent him some photos taken on their trip to Venice and a note:

They told us it's appendercitis but I bet it isn't.

Get well soon anyway.

Tom was the only person at Brookland who knew the truth about Alex.

Sabina Pleasure had somehow discovered he was in the hospital and had sent him a card from San Francisco. She was enjoying life in America but missed England, she said. She was hoping to come over for Christmas. Jack Starbright had sent him the biggest card in the room and had followed it up with chocolates, magazines, and energy drinks, visiting him twice a day. There was even a card from the prime minister's office-although it seemed the prime minister had been too busy to sign it.

And there had been cards from MI6. One from Mrs. Jones, another from Alan Blunt (a printed message with a single word-blunt-signed in green ink as if it were a memorandum, not a get-well card). Alex had been surprised and pleased to receive a card from Wolf, the soldier he had met while training with the SAS. The postmark showed it had been mailed in Baghdad. But his favorite had been sent by Smithers. On the front was a teddy bear. There was no message inside, but when Alex opened the card, the teddy bear's eyes blinked and it began to talk.

"Alex-very sorry to hear you've been hurt." The bear was speaking with Smithers' voice. "Hope you get better soon, old chap. Just take it easy-I'm sure you deserve a rest. Oh, and by the way, this card will self-destruct in five seconds."

Sure enough, to the horror of the nurses, the card had immediately burst into flames.

As well as cards, there had been visitors. Mrs. Jones had been the first.

Alex had only just come around after surgery when she appeared. He had never seen the deputy head of Special Operations looking quite so unsure of herself. She was wearing a charcoal-gray raincoat, which hung open to reveal a dark suit underneath. Her hair was wet and raindrops glistened on her shoulders.

"I don't quite know what to say to you, Alex," she began. She hadn't asked him how he was. She would have already gotten that from the doctors. "What happened to you on Liverpool Street was an unforgivable lapse of security. Too many people know the location of our headquarters. We're going to stop using the main entrance. It's too dangerous."

Alex shifted uncomfortably in the bed but said nothing.

"Your condition is stable. I can't tell you how relieved I am personally. When I heard you'd been shot, I ..." She stopped herself. Her black eyes looked down, taking in the tubes and wires attached to the boy lying in front of her, feeding into his arm, nose, mouth, and stomach. "I know you can't talk now," she went on. "So I'll be brief.

"You are safe here. We've used St. Dominic's before, and certain procedures are being followed. There are guards outside your room. Someone will be there twenty-four hours a day as long as necessary.

"The shooting on Liverpool Street was reported in the press, but your name was kept out of it. Your age too. The sniper who fired at you had taken a position on the roof opposite. We're still investigating how he managed to get up there without being detected-and I'm afraid we've been unable to find him. But right now, your safety is our primary concern. We can talk to Scorpia. As you know, we've had dealings with them in the past. I'm sure I can persuade them to leave you alone. You destroyed their operation, Alex, and they punished you. But enough is enough."

She stopped. Alex's heart monitor pulsed softly in the dim light.

"Please try not to think too badly of us," she added. "After everything you've been through-Scorpia, your father ... I will never forgive myself for what happened. I sometimes think it was wrong of us ever to get you involved in the first place. But we can talk about that another time."

Alex was too weak to reply. He watched as Mrs. Jones got up and left, and he guessed that Scorpia must have decided to leave him alone, because a few days later the armed guards outside his room quietly disappeared.

And now, in just over twelve hours, he would be out of here too. Jack had already been planning the weeks ahead. She wanted to take him on vacation to Florida or perhaps the Caribbean. It was October and the summer was definitely over, leaves falling and cold breezes coming in with the night. Jack wanted Alex to rest and regain his strength in the sun-but secretly he wasn't so sure. He picked up the textbook again. He never thought he'd hear himself say this, but the truth was he just wanted to go back to school. He wanted to be ordinary again. Scorpia had sent him a simple, unforgettable message. Being a spy could get him killed. Irregular verbs were less dangerous.

There was a movement at the door and a boy looked in.

"Hi, Alex."

The boy had a strange accent-Eastern European, possibly Russian. He was fourteen, with short blond hair and light blue eyes. His face was thin, his skin pale. He was wearing pajamas and a large dressing gown, which made him seem smaller than he was. He was staying in the room next door to Alex and really had been treated for appendicitis, with complications. His name was Paul Drevin-the surname was somehow familiar-but Alex didn't know anything more about him. The two of them had spoken briefly a few times. They were nearly the same age, and the only teenagers on the corridor.

Alex raised a hand in greeting. "Hi."

"I hear you're getting out of here tomorrow," Paul said.

"Yes. How about you?"

"Another day, worst luck." He hovered in the doorway. He seemed to want to come in, but at the same time something held him back. "I'll be glad to leave," he admitted. "I want to go home."

"Where is home?" Alex asked.

"I'm not sure." Paul was completely serious. "We live in London a lot of the time. But my father's always moving. Moscow, New York, the South of France ... he's been too busy even to come in and see me. And we have so many houses, I sometimes wonder which is my home."

"Where do you go to school?" Alex had picked up on the mention of Moscow and assumed that Paul must be Russian.

"I don't go to school; I have tutors." Paul shrugged. "It's difficult. My life's sort of weird, because of my father. Because of everything. Anyway, I'm jealous of you getting out before me. Good luck."

"Thanks."

Paul hesitated a fraction longer, then left. Alex gazed thoughtfully at the empty doorway. Perhaps his father was some sort of politician or banker. On the few occasions they had spoken, he'd gotten the impression that the other boy was friendless. He wondered how many kids were admitted into this hospital who had fathers willing to spend thousands to make them better, but who had no time to visit them while they were there.

It was nine o'clock. Alex flicked through the television channels, but there was nothing on. He wished now that he had accepted the sleeping pill from the nurse. A little sip of water and he would have been out for the night. And out of the hospital the next day. Alex was looking forward to that more than anything. He needed to start his life again.

He watched half an hour of a comedy that didn't make him laugh. Then he switched off the television, turned off the light, and curled up in the bed one last time. He rather wished Diana Meacher had come back to see him. Briefly he remembered the scent of her perfume. And then he was asleep.

But not for long.

The next thing Alex knew, it was half past twelve. There was a clock beside the bed, its numerals glowing in the dark. He woke up reluctantly, trying to climb back down into the pit from which he had come. The truth was, it was difficult to sleep when he had done nothing to make him tired. All day he'd been lying there, breathing in the clean, conditioned atmosphere that at St. Dominic's passed for air.

He lay in the semidarkness, wondering what to do. Then he got up and slipped into his dressing gown. This was the worst thing about being in the hospital. There was no way out, nowhere to go. Alex couldn't get used to it. Every night for a week, he'd woken up at about the same time, and finally he'd decided to break the rules and escape from the sterile box that was his room. He wanted to be outside. He needed the smell of London, the noise of the traffic, the feeling that he still belonged to the real world.

He put on a pair of slippers and went out. The lights had been dimmed, casting no more than a discreet glow outside his room. There was a computer screen gleaming behind the nurses' station but no sign of Diana Meacher or anyone else. Alex took a step forward. There are few places more silent than a hospital in the middle of the night and he felt almost afraid to move, as though he were breaking some sort of unwritten law between the healthy and the sick. But he knew he would just lie awake for hours if he stayed in bed. He had nothing to worry about. Mrs. Jones was certain that Scorpia was no longer a threat. He was almost tempted to leave the hospital and catch the night bus home.

Of course, that was out of the question. He couldn't go that far. But he was still determined to reach the main reception with its sliding glass doors and-just beyond-a real street with people and cars and noise and dirt. By day, three receptionists answered the phones and dealt with inquiries. After eight o'clock there was just one. Alex had already met him-a cheerful Irishman named Conor Hackett. The two of them had quickly become friends. Conor was sixty-five and had spent most of his life in Dublin. He'd taken this job to help support his nine grandchildren. After they'd talked awhile, Alex had persuaded Conor to let him go outside, and he had spent a happy fifteen minutes on the sidewalk in front of the main entrance, watching the passing traffic and breathing in the night air. He would do the same again now. Maybe he could stretch it to half an hour. Conor would complain; he would threaten to call the nurse. But Alex was sure he would let him have his way.

(Continues...)



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  • Posted April 22, 2010

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    One of the greatest books in the Alex Rider Series!!!

    You don't have to love James Bond, space travel, or tropical islands to love this book. Ark Angel is another twisty ride through the amazing life of Alex Rider, fourteen year old turned spy. Alex finds himself again mixed up in everything absolutely evil when he wakes in the hospital after being shot. Told to go and recouperate with an extremely rich man and his son, Alex finds that some friends can be your foes. Alex travels to many places during this book and boy does he travel fast. You will not be able to put this book down once you start it because every paragrah ends in another twist in the plot. I recommend reading this awesome book if you love a book that never gets slow and always leaves you hanging on the edge of your seat begging for more.

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 15, 2012

    The books are AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I'm reading this book and I really want to finish the book right this second! Horrowits is great at writing books, I think Horrowits should write a second Alex Rider series they are so AWESOME!!!!! Everyone should be reading the Alex Rider right this second!!!!!! The series has a lot of mystery, adventure, and suspence.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 28, 2011

    Great Action Thriller!!

    This book started out with a security conference where a reporter mentions the threat of a terrorist group called force three. Meanwhile, Alex Rider was in a top secret hospital recovering from a serious injury. He wanted to give up his life as a spy but that was far from happing as four men came into the hospital wanting to find Paul Drevin. Alex saves Paul and learns that he is son of Nikolei Drevin, an eccentric billionaire. Nikolei is an enemy of force three because he is a threat to the environment. Alex goes to stay at Nikolei¿s house and learns that he is extremely competitive. Alex talks to some former CIA agents and is brought up to the speed with the fact that Drevin is a dreadful man. Drevin is aware that Alex knows everything so he locks Alex in a hangar and explains everything to him. He wanted to crash Ark Angel, his space hotel, into the pentagon so his criminal files would be destroyed. However, Drevin was killed in a plane crash so Alex did not have to deal with him anymore, but the difficult part was yet to come. Alex went to Ark Angel to move the bomb on the hotel so that the explosion would cause no harm. Alex was able to best Kaspar, the leader of force three, and return successfully and safely back to earth.
    The theme of this book was probably: those with evil intentions will always be trampled by those with good intentions.
    I really enjoyed this book because it was a real page turner. This book could not easily be set down. Each page brought the appearance of a new twist in the plot. It was also cleverly written because sometimes those with the worst intentions seemed like the best people. I also liked how Horowitz made the book short but still packed with action He did well on not lingering too much on details.
    The only dislikes I had with this book were the lack of flaws of the main character. He was able to escape from the hardest situations and was always perfect. This book is not read for reality but still, it would have been nice if the main character was not perfect.
    You should definitely read this book because it is so interesting, you feel as if you are not even reading. It is very well written and if you are into action packed novels, this one is a must.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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    Posted October 11, 2012

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    4 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 21, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    I Also Recommend:

    Ark Angel - another Alex Rider master piece.

    I loved this book. I don't read much, but I love reading these. They are easy to read and not too long, but still full of action and suspense. I read this book in less than a day, because I couldn't put it down. The Alex Rider series is a series that I love. This was a great book and I would recommend it too a friend. Anthony Horowitz (who I met in England when I was 10) is a great writer. I love the Alex Rider series and the power of 5 series. This book is great for a person who doesn't like a long book, but still has a great story line. I am definetily going to read the sequel Snakehead.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 2, 2012

    Lucian-Madrigal

    Very fast-paced I loved the Space Chapters!!!!

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 6, 2012

    I Absolutely Lllllllllllllluuuuuuuuuvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeee it

    Buy this book or I wileat your soul.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 30, 2014

    Awesome

    Really nice book i think, i really liked it for this type of book, anyway the series is one of the best and i have read many series so ya really recommended

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 30, 2014

    Goood

    Sophia williams

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 12, 2014

    Kinda good

    Good, but like the other alex rider books, I don't like how the villians always die at the end and theres a murder at the beginning of the book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 16, 2014

    If you don't appreciate profanity...

    DON'T READ THI SERIES!!!!

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    Posted April 5, 2014


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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 31, 2014

    Alex Rider

    Extremely good book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 15, 2014

    To SK

    POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST. GET THE POINT NOW?????? IF YOU DONT POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST POST. I HOPE YOU GET THE POINT NOW. ~horsegirl

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2014

    To sk

    When is soonish?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 8, 2014

    To SK

    This is the creator of Odyn. If you would like some more backround for her then here goes. Her mother died well before she was old enouh to know her. Because she had no other known relatives she was at the mercy of the goverment. She spent the beginning of her life in foster care and then when she was old enough she went to year round boarding school. At first she was pretty much a nobody that people basically forgot was there. One day she got fed up and went all out, dyeing her hair tyedyeing her clothes and being as loud as possible in class. After awhile she got fed up with school too and ran away. She traveled all around the country fending off monsters. As noticable as she was she never really had any friends besides Gilly until she came to camp. She met Gilly when he helped her out of a tight spot with a drakon!! Hope thats enough backround for Odyn to do a part in her P.O.V. Thanks!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 21, 2014

    To SK you have to read this helpful

    If you turm of you nook while in the middle of a post you can save your progress if this dosn't work that would be weird because it worked for a dozen times hope this helps ~ Jack

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 8, 2014

    How is this possible

    How is March 8 before March 7 p.s. 3rd for S.K.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 22, 2014

    The Legend of Samuel Knight part 34

    Well I guess I owe an explaination as to why I haven't posted, but I don't have one. I figured out a way to type with my messed up arm, but I just hadn't felt like posting. I probably lost a fan or two, but now I'm back. The samuel knight results are still messed up so look around with those. As for my story contest leave all entries at res. 7. This part will be in Odyn's p.o.v. I think this will be the last backstory part so on with story! --- I'd never seen everyone in such deep thought. Everyone's expressions would change ocassionally. I wondered what they were thinking about. Then Gilly climbed onto my shoulder. I stared into his dark yellow eyes. It made me think about the time I'd met him....... I woke up again. These nightmares were getting out of control. The only thing I saw was a horrible monster. It looked like a dragon. It would always chase me into an ally and as it was about to strike I'd wake up. It was just a dream so I had nothing to fear, right? I got dressed and started my walk to class. I lived on the school campus so it wasn't far. Then again I wish it was. Jackson Military School. The school for "special cases" as I was told. By that they ment children who were kicked out of foster care and not old enough to live by themselves. I was about to walk into my classroom, but I got called into Colonel's office. Colonel was the principal of this school and a former veteran and he demanded to be treated as such. I walked into the small room which was lined with awards and photos. Colonel was sitting as his desk and he didn't look happy. Then again he always seemed to have a scowl, but this looked way worse. I sat down in a nearby chair. "Let's just get this over with. I violate the dress code, I talk in class, I don't obey the rules, and blah blah blah." He stood up and walked over to me. He was about 6' 6" so he was big. He grabbed my arm and then it happened. He changed shape before my very eyes. In a moment the monster from my dreams was holding onto me. I freaked out and grabbed the fire extinguisher off the wall. I bashed it off that monster's head and managed to escape. I ran out of the school, but the beast was hot in pursuit. Just like in my dream in cornered me in an ally. I thought that it was the end. I closed my eyes and heard a loud squeak like noise. I opened them to see a lemur attacking that dragon. It couldn't hold off that monster forever so I had to help. I grabbed a metal rod and jumped on the beast's back. I raised the pole up to strike his head, and the strangest thing happened. A bolt of lightning came down and struck the pole as I hit the monster. I blacked out. I woke up in a pile of golden sand and the lemur was licking my face. "You saved my life," I said to it. "Do you have a name?" It stood there staring at me. "I'll call you Gilly. Would you like to come with me?" It climbed on my shoulder so I took that as a yes. After some traveling we made our way to camp and I learned I was a demigod. Then we came on this quest and through all of this Gilly is still my best friend. --- Well what'd you think? Let me know. Next part at Alex Rider book 7. - SK

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 17, 2013

    Very good

    All the alex rider books are very interesting, once you start reading it you can't stop.
    I really like it

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