The Ten
Pinnacles
An Ancient One Captured. A Counterfeit Revealed. Dungeon Battles.
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The Pursuit Book That Drags You Deeper Into the Realm of Gargoyles
From the multiple award-winning teen author Brandon King comes the first volume of his YA series inspired by the classic works of Tolkien, and the spirit of Riordan, Sanderson, Locke, Carr and Myers. Perfect for teens and young adult readers who yearn for contemporary epic fantasy adventures that remind them of Narnia and Middle Earth.
Will the Kinapping of Gargoyle Infants Finally Reveal the Hidden Gargoyle Kingdom to the Rest of the World?
By now, Danielle and her young friends have fought many battles against—and with—gargoyles all over the world. Yet it is clear that they are far from victory. At every turn, it seems as if their enemy only gets stronger. And more devious. Will they be able to rise to each new challenge…forever? She wonders, “When will our luck run out?”
So far their friendship has been strong enough to withstand the enormous hatred of their foe. But can it survive the growing distrust coming from the gargoyles they have fought alongside of and nearly died for? And how does “the Cult of Fires” fit in?
The Ten Pinnacles introduces infant gargoyles (“garglings”) as well as more cultures and races. Facing imminent invasion, the gargoyles of the Ten Pinnacles, home to Lord Kimar and his people, must declare their allegiance with… or against… the humans that have served them faithfully.
The Ten Pinnacles is the 3rd volume in The Gargoyle Chronicles series. It blends together Norse, YA, and NA genres.
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AGE RANGE:
Middle-Grade, YA and NA
NEW COVER RE-RELEASE:
Coming Sept 2022
If I would have had more than 15 minutes to read each night, I would have read it all in one sitting. So many interesting characters. Great idea for an appendix! Be sure to look at the appendix for the Gargoyle names as you are reading – that would have been helpful for me to keep the names straight. Plot was really good.
~Zimley
What’s Inside
Exciting plot twists
Garglings!
New characters
Creep humans
New places
MANY gargoyles 😮
Chapter 15:
Flummoxed
~an excerpt
“What do you suggest?” Conomorg asked his friend.
Ita-Mudak squatted down on his haunches, his thick arms stretched across the tops of his knees. Immediately, he flipped his left hand over, laying it down on the ground. Using his talons like metal brooms he swept a large area clear of leaves, grass and pebbles. Clenching his right hand so that only his index finger’s talon stuck straight out, he began scrawling in the dirt. Quickly he laid out a tactical plan for retrieving their missing friends. Who would be positioned where, and how they would rescue such a large group from such a treacherous place.
“But how do you know for sure, Ita-Mudak?” Amy cried. “So much hangs in the balance! There are only 4 of you. Which isn’t to say that I don’t know each of you is worthy of nothing but my respect and gratitude, I’m sure, but…how can you know?”
“Amy,” Ita-Mudak replied, his voice low and soothing. “You perceived that I was hidden within the enemy’s encampment prior to your being brought there. What you may not understand fully is for how long.”
Conomorg interrupted. “Ita-Mudak, do we have time for this? You were tasked with your mission when Lohxnahr left for Zarentil’s eyrie. Presuming you found the current lair of the enemy soon after, you were hidden there for many months, yes?”
“Truly,” his friend replied.
Stohlkrhym stiffened where he stood. “That is extraordinary, Ita-Mudak! It would be unlike anything in the history of our kind. Even greater than Osberg’s espying the dungeons of the Orill. His time of secrecy and stealth was measured in weeks—memorable and worthy of greatest praise. But yours!”
Ita-Mudak waved his hand, wishing his comrade to stop.
Trontheisk wouldn’t have it. “Dismiss it, if you will, my captain. Yet your exploits have no match, and will be memorialized and sung of for generations.”
Ita-Mudak sighed. “I adjure you, my brothers, to set these discussions aside for a time more fitting of it. What is important is not how long I remained hidden within the stronghold of Kahrnahrgx, but what I learned while there.”
Amy plopped down beside him, as if her legs failed her all at once. “Tell us,” she whispered. “Please tell us.”
“Some time ago, our High Priest came to me. He spoke of visions, of…premonitions,” Ita-Mudak replied, his eyes conveying the surprise and puzzlement that still remained now, from the conversation months earlier. “Lohxnahr made clear that he’d never accepted the arguments made by others, that the hybrid creation of our great foe was destroyed. ‘Ever has Kahrnahrgx been devious and scheming. Ever has he been full of plans. And ever has he been assisted by those who would reverse the way of things as commanded by the Maker,’ he said to me. Lohxnahr was loath to reveal the details of his vision, yet it was clear enough to me that his concern could not be any higher. So it was that he developed his own scheme. One of great risk and greater reward. One that demanded a level of craftiness unknown to us.”
“Keep going,” Amy pleaded.
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