Books with title The Land of Enchantment

The Melowies finally start the Art of Powers class which teaches them to strengthen the power they were born with. Clio, having been left at Destino when she was born, does not know the realm she is from and does not know what her power is. She must take lessons in all of the realms in order to find out which she belongs to. Clio learns she is not the first Melowy to be unsure of her Realm. Hidden in away in a book she finds a page that makes her jump: "Such a power will not appear for many years; not until the arrival of a Melowy whose realm will not be known, who will be found…" The rest of the book is destroyed. Clio sees Eris casts a spell that weakens Kora's powers so that she can surpass her in class. Kora and Clio work together to stop Eris and ruin her plan. Kora receives the highest marks, using her Winter Realm power to create a beautiful ice sculpture of Clio for class.

Moving is never easy. Especially when you are about to turn thirteen, forced to leave a lush paradise for a barren wasteland and afflicted by a know-it-all-smart-aleck for a brother. With an old lady for her new neighbor and parents who think looking at rocks is fun, Micay has only her geeky brother to console her. At least he understood that beach bunnies were not meant to be desert rats.Though she is determined to remain miserable in her new life, little does she know that her neighbor is more than meets the eye and will set her on a grand and ancient adventure that challenges all her preconceived ideas. Land of Enchantment is a fresh take on an old adage, don't judge a book by its cover, and showcases the little known grandeur of the truly enchanting state of New Mexico (yes, it really is a part of the United States).About the author – Every choice we make changes our story and the stories of countless others interconnected with us. That fascinates me, and it drives me to ask, what if? That ever fluctuating potential of possibility is my Muse, and writing is my mode of exploration. Delving into the mystery of what if and putting it into words is what I want to do for the rest of my life.The hobbies and activities I enjoy reflect my philosophy of writing. I explore, I adventure and I discover. I practice Wushu, a graceful and acrobatic martial art that is always a challenge. I rock climb to keep my body and spirit strong. I am happiest traveling and discovering new places of beauty. I love being in nature and communing with it, so hiking and camping are regular activities for me. I also enjoy relaxing and reading a good book or watching a good movie. I can often be found at a board game night reveling in the company of loved ones.I truly believe that we should pursue our dreams with dogged determination. Yes, we may have to slave away at thankless jobs to do it, but if we never give up, we can achieve them. After 5 years of dealing with chronic health problems (which are now thankfully resolved) and writing and traveling for research whenever I could, I am now finally able to present my debut novel, Land of Enchantment. I have a BA in Communicative Arts with a focus on English Literature and a minor in History. I've taught both middle school Language Arts and high school English Literature. I took and graduated from the Children's Literature course at the Institute of Children's Literature and was invited back to take the advanced course which I have since graduated from also. Land of Enchantment is the novel I chose to write as my project for the advanced course, so now I'm honored to be able to publish it. Lastly I have worked as a professional editor for a small publishing company as well as for individual authors. In the near future, I hope my career will consist of writing about what I love.Keywords: Tween, Adventure, Archaeology, Mystery, Discovery, Imagination, History, Artifacts, Moving, Self-Discovery

A magic mirror enables Sebastian to travel from his Victorian world of winter snow and Mrs Parkin to a magic world of Melissa, Mantari, and wicked Enchanter and many other exciting people.This wonderful book follows in the great tradition of the E. Nesbit magic books. Since its first publication in 1969 it has proved its appeal to children of every age.Long out of print until republished by Fidra Books in the UK and Purple House Press in the USA, it received praise from respected children's authors including:Garth Nix - "...I prize my copy of The Winter of Enchantment very highly and suggest you seek it out. A great fantasy tale of a young boy who must undertake a quest to free a girl from the eternal prison of the Enchanter, aided only by the Silver Teapot, Mantari the cat (who ate the Silver Fish and so inadvertently took its power), the Seasons, and their own courage. Somebody should republish this book!"Neil Gaiman: "I remember it as being utterly magical." Interviewed by Jayne Nelson for SFX Magazine he said that he had first read The Winter of Enchantment at the age of 8 or 9, and recalled how the story had stayed with him. "I remember running across the book again when I was 12 and it being just as strange - scenes remained, and characters. And when I was 42 and read it again, it was just as vivid." ... ther's a point of view of the fragility of the world and of the nature of the powers beyond it that I definitely absorbed..."The sequel - The House Called Hadlows - is also now available as a Kindle book.

Larisa is a young teen who hasn't quite felt comfortable finding friends or relating with her peers. Luckily, nature was her haven. Yet, in the very place she felt solace, she was thrust down into an underground world, where animals were of an unusually large size. Their intellect and speech were similar to mankind, along with their structure of government. Yet, as with many societies, the power struggles between lands can end in war.Larisa soon finds the real reason she is there and why she is needed. But how could any 12-year-old girl make a difference? With her newfound animal friends, she finds the strength to not only believe En is her destiny, but to finally begin to believe in herself, and her own abilities.

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Through a magic mirror Sebastian travels from his Victorian world of winter snow and Mrs. Parkin to a magic world of Melissa, Mantari the cat, a wicked Enchanter, and many other exciting people. Melissa, a pretty young girl, has been imprisoned in a large house by the wicked Enchanter. Sebastian first meets Melissa through the magic mirror and resolves to do everything in his power, and with the help of a little magic, to free her. First published in 1968, this wonderful children's classic is back in hardcover!

Evil tidings have their own trick of spreading abroad. You cannot bury them. The news which had come secretly to Venice was known from the Giudecca to Madonna dell'Orto in two hours. Before noon it was in Murano.Young Zuan Gradenigo, making his way on foot from the crowded Merceria into the Piazza di San Marco, ran upon his friend, the young German captain, whom men called Il Lupo—his name was Wölfart—and learned, what almost every other man in the city already knew, how Lewis of Hungary, taking excuse of a merchant ship looted in Venetian waters, was on his way to a second invasion, and had given over the Dalmatian towns to the ban of Bosnia to ravage.The two men were still eagerly discussing the matter and its probable outcome, half an hour later, standing beside one of the gayly painted booths which, at this time—the spring of 1355—were clustered about the foot of the great Campanile, when a servant in the livery of the doge touched young Zuan's arm and, in a low tone, gave him a message.Gradenigo turned back to the German."My uncle wishes to see me at once in the palace," he said. "If you are not pressed, go to my house and wait for me there. I may have important news for you." Then, with a parting wave of the hand, he went quickly across the Piazzetta and under the gateway to the right of St. Mark's.At the head of the great stair two men were awaiting him, and they led him at once through a narrow passage with secret sliding-doors to an inner cabinet of the private apartments of the newly elected doge, his uncle, Giovanni Gradenigo.The doge sat alone in a great carven chair before a table which was littered with papers and with maps and with writing-materials. From a high window at one side colored beams of light slanted down and rested in crimson and blue splashes upon the dark oak of the table and what lay there, and upon the rich velvet of the doge's robe, and upon his peculiar cap of office. He was not a very old man, but he was far from strong. Indeed, even at this time he was slowly wasting away with the disease which carried him off a year later, but as he sat there, bowed before the table, he looked old and very worn and tired. His face had no color at all. It was like a dead man's face—cold and damp.And yet, although he was ill and seemed quite unfit for labors or duties of any sort, he was in reality an unusually keen and shrewd man, capable of unremitting toil. There burned somewhere within the shrunken, pallid body an astonishingly fierce flame of life. He had been elected to office hard upon the Faliero catastrophe partly because his name was one of the very greatest in Venice—two others of his house had worn the cap and ring within the century past—but chiefly because his sympathies were as remote as possible from the liberal views of the poor old man who had preceded him. He was patrician before all else, and fiercely tenacious of patrician rights—fiercely proud of his name and possessions...

Evil tidings have their own trick of spreading abroad. You cannot bury them. The news which had come secretly to Venice was known from the Giudecca to Madonna dell'Orto in two hours. Before noon it was in Murano. Young Zuan Gradenigo, making his way on foot from the crowded Merceria into the Piazza di San Marco, ran upon his friend, the young German captain, whom men called Il Lupo—his name was Wölfart—and learned, what almost every other man in the city already knew, how Lewis of Hungary, taking excuse of a merchant ship looted in Venetian waters, was on his way to a second invasion, and had given over the Dalmatian towns to the ban of Bosnia to ravage. The two men were still eagerly discussing the matter and its probable outcome, half an hour later, standing beside one of the gayly painted booths which, at this time—the spring of 1355—were clustered about the foot of the great Campanile, when a servant in the livery of the doge touched young Zuan’s arm and, in a low tone, gave him a message. Gradenigo turned back to the German. "My uncle wishes to see me at once in the palace," he said. "If you are not pressed, go to my house and wait for me there. I may have important news for you." Then, with a parting wave of the hand, he went quickly across the Piazzetta and under the gateway to the right of St. Mark’s. At the head of the great stair two men were awaiting him, and they led him at once through a narrow passage with secret sliding-doors to an inner cabinet of the private apartments of the newly elected doge, his uncle, Giovanni Gradenigo.