The Invitation (Books of Magic, Book 1)
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Do you believe in magic? Timothy Hunter is just like any other thirteen-year-old boy in London . . . except for the tiny fact that he might be the most powerful magician of his time.
When four strangers offer to show Tim the realms of magic, he begins a journey beyond imagination. Wizards pursue him, danger threatens at every turn, and he discovers powerful forces that want him on their side -- or dead.
here too. Then, abruptly, they stood on the banks of the Yellow River of China. In the sky, paper kites fluttered as priests ducked and twirled, wearing the masks of the sacred dragons. This too was magic. The world shifted again, and Tim felt Mediterranean warmth, and sunlight. He was in an ancient Grecian vineyard, watching the revelers as they danced in a rite filled with merriment—and danger. Tim’s body pulsed with the energy of the ritual, drawn into the compelling orbit of the vine and
he shouldn’t dawdle. He stepped carefully deeper into the crowded barrow, trying to not knock anything over. He noticed a fancy-looking book, but didn’t pick it up. A shining sphere rotating slowly on a brass stand caught his eye, but he decided against it. He spotted a weird little gnome statue that might make Molly laugh. As he reached over a table to take it, his hand tingled. Startled, Tim dropped his arm to his side. He reached again, and the same thing happened, just as his fingers passed
probably as many possible fates in this world as there were creatures who could think them up. Tim’s hands balled up into fists and his whole body tensed. Not from fear, though. Not this time. Rose laid a hand on his arm. She must have sensed his frustration. “My lady,” she addressed the green woman. “We are travelers. And we needs must walk this path wherever it will lead us.” Needs must? Tim squinted at Rose. She’d gone all medieval. He shrugged. That must be how they liked to speak here in
landing facedown in the dirt, it was a definite possibility. “Let me assure you,” Titania said, “it is not all hardship here. There are delights aplenty in this place.” “Yes, your Majesty.” Tim nodded. The lady smiled at him, and Tim felt shot through with warmth. Her eyes seemed to change color, and her green skin sparkled as if she wore glitter. He thought he had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life. “You came here seeking me,” Titania said. Tim noticed her voice had a lilt to it,
you. Anyway, perhaps I’m just along for the ride. Not like these three.” He jerked his head, indicating the other three men, each more serious than the next. Tim pulled the yo-yo from his pocket and started playing with it. He wanted to seem as casual as John Constantine. “So, what’s your name, then?” he asked the man standing beside him. “Weren’t you listening?” the man admonished him. This one also wore a brimmed hat, but his hair was dark brown—darker than Tim’s. “Never ask for a name.