Dragons return for the sixth adventure in the NY TIMES bestselling Last Dragon Chronicles! Now in paperback!
David and the dragons are back in the sixth installment in the
New York Times bestselling Last Dragon Chronicles!After destroying a trace of dark fire, David, Zanna, and the Pennykettle dragons vanished. In a brand-new world, Co:per:nica, which runs parallel to that of Crescent Lane, firebirds roam the ancient librarium, a museum for books. But when 12-year-old David and Rosanna accidentally injure one of the firebirds, they are suddenly thrust into a remarkable adventure. The evil Ix have taken over one of the firebirds, turning it to the side of darkness, but the birds have a secret: They know about the existence of dragons. And from across the universe, one may come to their aid....
Don't miss Chris d'Lacey's addition to his rich dragon mythology in his next series, The Erth Dragons!
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Praise for the Last Dragon Chronicles:"D'Lacey's characters are realistic and engaging. . . . A page-turner." --THE HORN BOOK"Chris d'Lacey's writing is sometimes exciting and sometimes silly. But that seems in keeping with the worlds he created -- one that seems almost real and one that is beyond imagination." --THE WASHINGTON POST". . . [T]he story, with its involving and thought-provoking plot full of clever little dragons, mystical polar bears, and spiritual and ecological aspects, will appeal to many fantasy lovers." --SCHOOL LIBRARY JOURNAL
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Chris d'Lacey is the author of several highly acclaimed books, including the New York Times bestselling Last Dragon Chronicles series; the Dragons of Wayward Crescent series; the UNICORNE Files trilogy; and The Erth Dragons series, The Wearle, Dark Wyng, and The New Age. Chris lives with his wife, Jay, in Devon, England, where they are at work on his next book.
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From Fire WorldThe firebird responded by leaving the shelves and hovering in the air in front of David. His ear tufts were up and glowing scarlet. The frills around his neck were like spikes of steel. There was anger anger and passion in his gaze, a look that said trespassers were not welcom. David took a deep breath. He had nothing but his honesty with which to shield himself now. He stepped forward, out of the shadows.
He braced himself for a burst of fire, but it did not happen. A subtle change occurred in the firebird's expression. It tipped its beak forward and brought its eyes more central to its head. Those eyes grew very round indeed and blinked several times before settling to a stare. Whatever mechanism governed the way they took in light extended to its maximum, making the eyeballs shine like mirrorsuntil David could see himself reflected in them, playing back like a pin-size movie.
