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The Kane Chronicles, The, Book One: Red Pyramid

In this first book of the Kane Chronicles series, a young protagonist discovers their destiny as a demigod and embarks on a perilous journey through ancient Egypt. The story weaves together elements of magic, mythology, and adventure. more

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Rick Riordan
Rick Riordan

Rick Riordan, born on June 5, 1964, is an American author known for his works that blend mythology and fantasy elements. His most famous series, 'Percy Jackson & the Olympians,' combines Greek mythology with the experiences of modern teenagers. more

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