What that something was exactly, the girls didn’t know. They were called Fairimentals and according to some ancient prophecy they needed a healer, a warrior, and a blazing star to do… something. Elemental beings were trying to protect the good magic of Aldenmor. What was even more astounding was that each of them seemed to have a part to play in a larger puzzle, a mysterious destiny that required each girl’s own unique talents as mages, users of magic. The discovery that magic was real was the most monumental thing that had ever happened to the girls. One thing was sure: magic was unpredictable. Banshees that had stalked Kara had been able to move through water, and had even attacked her in the Jacuzzi. The dragonflies didn’t seem to need a portal at all, they just popped in and out of nowhere. With the help of some pesky little creatures called dragonflies, the three girls had woven a magical dreamcatcher over the portal, hoping it would let good things through, while keeping evil creatures out.īut with magic you just never knew. The animals all spoke of Ravenswood as a legendary sanctuary of magic and it had to be protected. At first, both monsters and animals from Aldenmor had come through the portal, right into the Ravenswood Wildlife Preserve, where Adriane lived with her grandmother. They had discovered a portal to a world called Aldenmor, and learned of the Dark Sorceress, her attempts to capture magical animals, and of the horrible Black Fire poison. It had been a month since she and Emily and Kara had learned about the magic web: the network of magical energy that connected Earth to other worlds. It sparkled gold from its setting in her black-and-turquoise bracelet, and Adriane smiled, confident she was on the right trail. With a quick sweep of her wrist, she cut her gemstone through the air. Listening closely, she turned toward an outcropping of rocks and leaped over a downed log, running hard, breathing steadily.Īdriane turned sharply left, her long, jet-black hair blowing in the wind. It had recently rained, and the woods smelled clean and crisp.Īdriane Charday heard the words in her mind as clearly as if they had been spoken aloud. Yellow, orange, and red leaves crunched under her boots as she dashed past towering maples, cherries, and ash. S UNLIGHT FLASHED THROUGH the trees as the dark-haired girl ran, plunging wildly into the woods. Published by Premiere Digital Publishing, Inc.Ĭover and interior illustrations by Allison Strom No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the publisher, except where permitted by law. Copyright © 2012 Red Sky Entertainment, Inc.Īll rights reserved.