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“Jason glanced at the creature. It remained the same distance away as before, still as a statue. "What do you want?" Jason asked. No answer. "Are you the thing that followed Tark? You should keep following him. He's the real mastermind. Shoo. Go hide." No response. "Okay, how about you stand guard while I sleep. Keep the giants away. Sound good? All in favor, hold perfectly still. Fine, I guess we have a deal.”

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Book:Brandon Mull's Beyonders Trilogy: A World Without Heroes; Seeds of Rebellion; Chasing the Prophecy
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Brandon Mull's Beyonders Trilogy: A World Without Heroes; Seeds of Rebellion; Chasing the Prophecy

This trilogy delves into the adventures of a young protagonist who stumbles upon a world beyond his own, where he must navigate a realm of magic and face various challenges. The series combines elements of science fiction and fantasy, offering readers a blend of action, mystery, and imagination. more

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Brandon Mull
Brandon Mull

Brandon Mull, born on November 8, 1974, is a renowned children's literature writer in the United States. His works are loved by readers for their rich imagination, unique worldviews, and captivating storylines. more

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