Twelve-year-old Gordy Stitser is one of the few people who knows the truth about the secret society of potion masters, because not only is Gordy’s mom on the Board of Ruling Elixirists Worldwide (B.R.E.W.), but she has also been training Gordy in the art of potion-making. Gordy is a natural, and every day he sneaks down to the basement lab to invent new potions using exotic ingredients like fire ant eggs, porcupine quills, and Bosnian tickling juice. One afternoon, Gordy receives a mysterious package containing an extremely rare potion known as “The Eternity Elixir.” In the right hands, the Elixir continues to protect society. But in the wrong hands, it could destroy the world as we know it. Now, sinister potion masters are on the hunt to steal the Eternity Elixir. It’s up to Gordy, his parents, and his best friends, Max and Adeline, to prevent an all-out potion war.
|Publisher:||Shadow Mountain Publishing|
|Series:||Potion Masters Series , #1|
|Edition description:||First Edition|
|Product dimensions:||5.30(w) x 7.60(h) x 0.90(d)|
|Lexile:||690L (what's this?)|
|Age Range:||10 - 18 Years|
About the Author
Frank L. Cole lives with his wife and three children out West. When he's not writing books, Frank enjoys going to the movies and traveling. He is the author of nine books. He is an active promoter of reading and using your imagination and has been to more than 120 schools presenting to kids. His philosophy is "With a good imagination you can solve any problem you ever come up against in life!"
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One of the guards nodded at Gordy's mom. She held up her security badge. "This badge does more than let someone onto the property. This is an all-access pass. It is linked to my body signature. Anyone trying to enter B.R.E.W. without security clearance, will be arrested and possibly imprisoned. That's why I had to file paperwork to have you cleared to accompany me today." Wanda nodded toward the glass room. "Anyone trying to enter there without this pass, could face something much, much worse." "Like what?" Gordy whispered. "Death for starters. If you're lucky." His mom grinned and Gordy couldn't tell if she was being serious or not. Something told him that she was only half joking. "What's in there?" "That room contains the Vessel." His mom pointed to a glowing chalice behind the glass. Resting on a crystal pedestal, the chalice looked like a large golfing trophy, with handles on either side, and a wide mouth filled with some sort of liquid. It was the liquid producing the silver light and Gordy marveled at its surprising brilliance. "It is the source of our power here at B.R.E.W. The Vessel grants authority to all members of the Board, including me." She clasped a hand on Gordy's shoulder. "It's how we've been able to make such impressive developments in society. All of our medical findings, our weapons, and technological advancements. Even Bolter's lonely floor of automotive improvements can be linked to the Vessel." From inside the room, the potion remained in a state of constant activity. Gordy wondered what made it move so much. It wasn't resting atop a cauldron or any source of heat, nor was it hooked to a centrifuge. And yet the Vessel's contents never settled. The surface ceaselessly rippling. "That mixture is the most important potion ever invented," Gordy's mom said. "Thus the reason for such heightened security. It needs to be protected." "From who?" Gordy wondered. Wanda licked her lips and sighed. "Unfortunately, B.R.E.W. has its share of enemies."