The Magickers (Magickers Series #1) [NOOK Book]


A long time ago, two great sorcerers fought a duel to determine the fate of the world. Magic itself was ripped from our world, its power kept secret by a handful of enchanters. The world of Magicks, however, still exists-and whoever controls the Gates controls both worlds.

In The Magickers...

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A long time ago, two great sorcerers fought a duel to determine the fate of the world. Magic itself was ripped from our world, its power kept secret by a handful of enchanters. The world of Magicks, however, still exists-and whoever controls the Gates controls both worlds.

In The Magickers...

Enter Jason Adrian and his friends-who have been recruited by Gavan Rainwater into the most unusual summer camp on earth-Camp Ravenwyng. There, they will learn about their own special talents. They'll develop their magick powers and unlock the secrets of controlling them.

To Jason, it seems like a dream come true. But there is one thing he will have to do before he leaves this very special camp: face the evil minions of the Dark Hand...

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I must confess that when I first looked at this book, I shuddered. I read the back and, to my absolute horror, thought it sounded like a stale Harry Potter clone. However, once I started reading the book, I quickly became lost in the intriguing story line.

At summer soccer camp tryouts, a bully slide-tackles 11-year-old Jason, giving him a bad sprain and ruining his soccer dreams. With his sprained foot, he faces a summer with his stepfather's Jell-O–obsessed mother, as his stepparents are going on a late honeymoon. Fortunately, his teacher entered one of Jason's written works in a national contest and won him a wonderful opportunity: a summer at a camp for "talented individuals." Jason accepts the offer and, before he knows it, is off on a bus to Camp Ravenwyng. Although his counselors seem a bit eccentric, he has no worries. After all, this is a camp for people with "talent."

Soon after arriving, though, things become a bit strange. On the first night, on the way to the restroom, a wolf-like creature attacks him. The scar where the creature bit him turns into a tiny crescent-shaped welt. A short time later, the true purposes of the camp are revealed: It is a training ground for students with magical abilities. Thought to be dead for centuries, magic is starting to revive, and Jason and his peers are to become the next generation of conjurers -- or, as the counselors prefer to say, Magickers.

All in all, I thought Magickers was a fun story. The book makes for easy reading, with simple vocabulary and a good pace. I would strongly recommend it to all Harry Potter fans and to lovers of fantasy -- old and young. (Lincoln Foran)

Eleven-year-old Jason's dreams of attending a summer soccer camp are dashed when he is injured during tryouts. Just as he accepts that he must spend the summer with his grandmother, he receives an invitation to Camp Ravenwyng, a summer camp for the Talented. Jason is skeptical when he meets the oddly dressed counselors who usher him onto the camp bus. When the bus appears to crash into the side of a mountain only to come out on the other side of a dark tunnel, Jason realizes that this summer will not be ordinary. Jason eventually learns that his talent is to be a Magicker—one who can focus for good the force of magick that exists in the earth. His new talents are tested severely as he and his new friends must save the camp from certain destruction by the Dark Hand, those who would use magick for evil. At a glance, the book seems like a clone of the Harry Potter series as evidenced by similar plot lines: an orphaned child with magical talents who lives with unfeeling relatives; otherworldly creatures and situations; a raven who sends him his first message. It does not take long for the reader to become engrossed in the colorful characters and the suspenseful plot and to enjoy this book on its own merits. The ending clearly suggests that there will be more books in the series. Once readers—especially Harry Potter fans—discover Jason, Bailey, and the other Magickers, they will be clamoring for the next book in the series. VOYA CODES: 4Q 4P M J S (Better than most, marred only by occasional lapses; Broad general YA appeal; Middle School, defined as grades 6 to 8; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9; Senior High, defined as grades 10 to 12). 2001, DAW, 344p, $19.95.Ages 11 to 18. Reviewer: Linda Roberts
School Library Journal
Gr 5-7-Eleven-year-old Jason, an orphan who lives with his stepparents, is all set to spend the summer at soccer camp-until the school bully slams into him and he sprains his ankle. Afraid that he will be condemned to a boring stay with his grandmother, Jason eagerly accepts an alternative offer to Camp Ravenwyng. This rather dilapidated facility turns out to have an odd assortment of campers and counselors who (surprise!) are there to develop their skills as "magickers" in an effort to defeat the forces of darkness currently lining up in conflict for the fate of the world. Awkward writing, unresolved issues, and undeveloped plotlines lead up to Jason's battle in a violent "manna storm" during which he opens the gate that saves the camp-for the time being. An inevitable sequel seems planned, but those looking for kids learning magic to save the world should stick with the likes of Susan Cooper and J. K. Rowling.-Sharon Grover, Arlington County Department of Libraries, VA Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781101157473
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 6/1/2002
  • Series: Magickers Series , #1
  • Sold by: Penguin Group
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 566,683
  • File size: 435 KB

Meet the Author

Emily Drake lives in a sand castle by the sea…well, actually, it’s a dusty house full of wonderful old books, cats, and a rambunctious cocker spaniel puppy. And, on a good day when the smog clears, you can see the Pacific Ocean. When she’s not reading or talking with the cats or playing with the puppy, she is thinking of Bailey-isms and writing. Somewhere in the house is a grown-up daughter who likes to read and write histories of the fantastic and brings home pottery from class which looks as if it must have been made in another realm, so she fits in extremely well. Emily is married to a nice gentleman who works very hard in the real world and is often a bit bemused by the goings-on in the sand castle but has a good sense of humor about it all. There are other sons and a daughter who are scattered to the Trade Winds but who write and call home often. All in all, a good day is one in which books can be read and written and enjoyed by anyone Emily can reach. At the moment, the pup only considers a book as a good chew-toy, but she’s hoping he’ll outgrow that. Emily does not normally talk about herself like this, but the cats insisted upon it, like royalty.
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The Magickers, Chapter One
Chapter One

Once Upon A Midnight

The moon hung like a silver lantern in the midnight sky and white sand below his feet made a soft shushing sound as he moved. His sneakers sank with every step, and he pulled his T-shirt closer around him as the sea mist fell like a cold, cold rain. The sea looked like black glass, except where the tide broke on the shore in glowing foam and hissed into silence.

The castle stood before him on broken stone, as though the sea had pulled most of the shore from under it, wearing the land away. It looked more like a ruin than a castle, dark jagged tears into the walls and towers, shadowy breaches of despair. Jason stood for a moment, staring at it. A cold wind pressed round him. He'd gotten this far before....

He walked around the castle, widdershins, three times, a long walk for his eleven-year-old stride although he stretched his legs as far as he could. Then, and only then, he approached it. He could feel the stone sense him, awakening.

Putting his hand out to the great gate surrounding the castle, unlike a moat or drawbridge, he passed his palm over the immense brass door knocker and the lock sculpted as a dragon's head and tail. He snatched his hand back, knowing what would happen, and even then almost not in time! Flames sprouted from the opening jaws and flared nostrils. The air smelled hot and brassy.

"Sssssssson of wizardssssss passsssss..." the door knocker hissed.

The gate creaked open with a howling screech.

Jason dashed through the opening gate before the knocker could do anything else. He tripped on rubble immediately and went to his knees with a cry, his yelp echoing harshly back at him. He stood, dusting himself off and cast a look around. A broken roof overhead still blocked out most of the sky, and moonlight came through in razor rays, looking sharp enough to cut. As it illuminated the area, he saw that he stood where he stood. A fallen tombstone lay in front of him. Half in moonlight, half in shadow, another one tilted not too far ahead of him. Jason whirled around.

Out of the shadow, something grabbed at him. He spun to face it...cold marble angel with her hand outstretched, a pleading look on her face, her wings folded at her back. He took a deep breath and stepped away. This was no was an immense tomb. Stone walls built around a decaying burial ground. He took a deep breath to steady himself. Although he knew what he sought, he'd never been this far before.

"Don't stop me now," he said quietly. His voice echoed back in a mutter he could not understand. Jason went around a chunk of granite. The moonlight struck on gothic engraved letters R I P as he passed by.

The gate clattered and shuddered behind him as the wind shivered through harder and faster. He could feel it cut through his clothes as though it came out of the dead of winter. Moonlight skipped across row after row of headstones and beyond them, a shadow dark doorway into the castle wall...if indeed it was a castle at all. Perhaps a crypt! At the far side of the graveyard, a blackened stick of a tree twisted out of the ground, its gnarled branches and twigs like grasping arms with contorted hands reaching out.

He had to get to that doorway-had to. What he needed to know, what he had to find must lie beyond there. Jason steadied himself as he walked between the rows of headstones, many blank, some with their carvings worn away except for a letter here and there, others fallen to unreadable rubble. The wind tugged at the dead tree's branches and its stiff twigs pounded at a tombstone like skeletal fingers. Tap...tap...tap.

A yellow-eyed crow sat on the top branches, watching him. An immense bird, it seemed to soak up all the shadows of the graveyard and grow larger with every movement it made. It ruffled its wings.

Jason hurried past, his sneakers sending up puffs of ashy dust. He pinched his nose to stifle a sneeze, not wanting to wake whatever might sleep here...if anything did. The shuffle of his steps and the tap - tap of the tree branch was more than enough noise for him! Not everything here was dead, he thought...he hoped! And he had to hurry to find out if he was right.

A single splinter of moonlight pointed a way through the door. He stepped through it.

Inside, moonlight danced almost as if it were sunlight coming through a window. He stood in...a room. Not quite a room, it was nearly bare, but a room with a rocking chair and a window and a small writing desk up against the wall, and Jason thought his heart would stop because he knew this room! Oh, it wasn't the same, but he knew it and he hurried farther inside, because someone sat in the rocking chair. Could it be the person he'd hoped to find? The someone he could barely remember no matter how hard he tried?

"Mom?" said Jason softly as he drew near. Warped wooden floorboards creaked ominously under his weight. His heart thudded in his chest like a great drum beating. His hand went out to the shadowy woman's shoulder. He could just see the back of her head, her body as she sat resting in the chair. Only in a dream could he get this close-

Ker-ACK! He plunged downward as the floor gave way, tumbling him into total darkness, and when he hit, it was on cold stone and he lay for a moment, breathing hard, his pulse skipping now. The moonlight had followed him down, pooling around him like a puddle of spilled milk, sour spilled milk, and he stood slowly.

Cold, icy stone all about him, pressing close, and at the other end of the narrow passageway, a solid, long, yet tablelike object. He rubbed his eyes and took a cautious step forward, no longer sure what was solid and what was not. As he moved toward it, he could see what it was. A stone sarcophagus, a coffin, like the ancient Egytians had used. He turned around to go back, but the passage had narrowed to a mere slit, closing, and he had nowhere to go!

"I'm all right," he said to himself. "I'm fine." Like a chant, he repeated it over and over, as he was forced toward the coffin step by step. He'd gone as far as he wanted to, enough was enough, memory or dream, he didn't care, he did not want to go any closer.

But he had no choice as the passage narrowed behind him, nudging him forward. The stone coffin became clearer, a man lying on its top, arms crossed over his chest, himself granite or as still as stone. Etched into the side were two words: Jarred Adrian.

His father's name.

Jason could feel every inch of him raise in goose bumps. No! This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to see them both alive! Alive and warm, and his.... He stopped in his tracks. He wanted out! Out or...he put his head back, looking where moonlight rayed through from above...out or up! He could hear the tap- tap of the dead tree in the cemetery overhead. Looking into the shadows, he could see black roots, twisting down, splitting the stone. There had to be a way out. Up! Yes...up! He jumped and grabbed the roots and began to pull himself up and out. The tree felt slimy and slippery, bark and stubs catching at him, snagging, but he shinnied up stubbornly as the tree tried to wrap itself about him. The roots surged around him like giant wings, trying to hug him and hold him. He swore he could see yellow crow's eyes in the winged darkness pecking and grasping at him. He fought back. Up! Up!

"Wake up!"

Jason bolted upright in his bed, blankets twisted around him, gasping. "Wake...up."

He took a deep breath. Sharp moonlight sprayed across his bed, as white as the bright sun, striking his face. He shook. He drew in another deep breath.

He rarely slept through an entire night. Jason sat there for a moment. He turned his head, trying to read his clock despite the dark, shifting shadows that filtered through his room in the still of the night. Rays of light like silvery swords guided his glance. There in the corner, was a wooden rocking chair, the only thing he had left of his mother. His soccer gear sat neatly folded on the seat, his backpack hanging from its arm. Bookshelves stretched across one entire wall. He could read some of the titles: Sword in the Stone, The Dragonriders of Pern, The Last Unicorn, The Dragonbone Chair, and others. Too many to actually see but he knew them all well.

They were braced in their places on the shelf by stuffed animals here and there. Three teddy bears, a fat stuffed cat, and two bunnies. In the sunlight, all would look rather well loved and with a bare spot here and there. On the top shelf lay a squadron of toys from X-men and Star Wars, squared off to contest one another. There was a small CD player on the nightstand next to him with a collection...well, a stack, of CDs, two of which needed to be returned to Alicia. A book lay folded back on the nightstand, too, its chapter heading reading: DRAGONS BARRED THE WAY to the kingdom of the dead.

So that's where he got that nightmare from this time. He should know better.

Everything was familiar. Jason felt a little better and prepared to scrunch back down in bed. Then ...

—From The Magickers by Emily Drake (c) June 2001, Daw Books, a division of Penguin Putnam, used by permission.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 5, 2003

    Magickly Intriguing

    My cousin gave me this book to read and when I first looked at the cover I thought, 'Eeh, I don't know...' But I read it and, WOW!! That book was awesome!! Since my cousin gets them all before I do, I just get all of the books in this series from her. The Magickers was a thrilling tale that made me want to read more. I would love to have that experiance at a summer camp! Also, I would love to have friends like that. It would be a neat feeling to have that big of a secret, but I don't know if I could keep it from my best friend!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 20, 2003

    Read it, you'll love it!

    This is an incredibly original book. The characters have diverse personalities but can still band together when needed.The story combines different legends and the adds its own unique twist to the story, making it very modern. It has ghosts, thieves,spies, indians,hippies, and a whole lot of Magickers. My overall judgement of this book......Read it,you'll love it!!!!!!!!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 23, 2002


    I LOVED this book! it is soooooo good1

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 18, 2001


    While expecting another Harry Potter lookalike, I was delightfully surprised to find myself caught up with the out of the ordinary adventures of this middle school age group of kids. Every page brought the unexpected, and the characters were so well developed, believable, and entertaining. I loved Bailey's quirkiness, Jason's vulnerability, and the whole lot of quirky camp 'counselors'. Emily Drake certainly has captured the essence of this age group and has brought along with it a delicious sense of magic and what it might do. This obviously will have a sequel and I am very anxious to see it!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 11, 2001

    A thrilling and exciting book for all

    I am so glad I got this book, when I started reading it i couldn't put it down. It is fill with magic and thrills a minute on every page. This very talented writer has captured my imagination and I can't wait until she writes her next book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2001

    It's summer camp filled with magic and excitement--literally!

    Emily Drake's first novel about middle school children learning about life and magic was wonderful! I couldn't put down the excerpt and I can't wait to get my hands on the whole book! I love Bailey and her slightly-off quotations, and all the characters are brilliant! Drake captures all the insecurities of those impressionable years and reflects them masterfully in the youths that she writes about.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 25, 2005

    I loooooooove this book!

    I loved this book so much, as well as the rest of the series. I'm always hoping that emily drake will make another book for it though it hasn't happened yet.

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