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The Alchemyst (Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel #01)


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“OK—answer me this: why would anyone want to wear an overcoat in San Francisco in the middle of summer?” Sophie Newman pressed her fingers against the Bluetooth earpiece as she spoke.

On the other side of the continent, her fashion-conscious friend Elle inquired matter-of-factly, “What sort of coat?”

Wiping her hands on the cloth tucked into her apron strings, Sophie moved out from behind the counter of the empty coffee shop and stepped up to the window, watching men emerge from the car across the street. “Heavy black wool overcoats. Theyre even wearing black gloves and hats. And sunglasses.” She pressed her face against the glass. “Even for this city, thats just a little too weird.”

“Maybe theyre undertakers?” Elle suggested, her voice popping and clicking on the cell phone. Sophie could hear something loud and dismal playing in the background— Lacrimosa maybe, or Amorphis. Elle had never quite got over her Goth phase.

“Maybe,” Sophie answered, sounding unconvinced. Shed been chatting on the phone with her friend when, a few moments earlier, shed spotted the unusual-looking car. It was long and sleek and looked as if it belonged in an old black-and-white movie. As it drove past the window, sunlight reflected off the blacked-out windows, briefly illuminating the interior of the coffee shop in warm yellow-gold light, blinding Sophie. Blinking away the black spots dancing before her eyes, she watched as the car turned at the bottom of the hill and slowly returned. Without signaling, it pulled over directly in front of The Small Book Shop, right across the street.

“Maybe theyre Mafia,” Elle suggested dramatically. “My dad knows someone in the Mafia. But he drives a Prius,” she added.

“This is most definitely not a Prius,” Sophie said, looking again at the car and the two large men standing on the street bundled up in their heavy overcoats, gloves and hats, their eyes hidden behind overlarge sunglasses.

“Maybe theyre just cold,” Elle suggested. “Doesnt it get cool in San Francisco?”

Sophie Newman glanced at the clock and thermometer on the wall over the counter behind her. “Its two-fifteen here . . . and eighty-one degrees,” she said. “Trust me, theyre not cold. They must be dying. Wait,” she said, interrupting herself, “somethings happening.”

The rear door opened and another man, even larger than the first two, climbed stiffly out of the car. As he closed the door, sunlight briefly touched his face and Sophie caught a glimpse of pale, unhealthy-looking gray-white skin. She adjusted the volume on the earpiece. “OK. You should see what just climbed out of the car. A huge guy with gray skin. Gray. That might explain it; maybe they have some type of skin condition.”

“I saw a National Geographic documentary about people who cant go out in the sun . . . ,” Elle began, but Sophie was no longer listening to her.

A fourth figure stepped out of the car.

He was a small, rather dapper-looking man, dressed in a neat charcoal-gray three-piece suit that looked vaguely old-fashioned but that she could tell had been tailor-made for him. His iron gray hair was pulled back from an angular face into a tight ponytail, while a neat triangular beard, mostly black but flecked with gray, concealed his mouth and chin. He moved away from the car and stepped under the striped awning that covered the trays of books outside the shop. When he picked up a brightly colored paperback and turned it over in his hands, Sophie noticed that he was wearing gray gloves. A pearl button at the wrist winked in the light.

“Theyre going into the bookshop,” she said into her earpiece.

“Is Josh still working there?” Elle immediately asked.

Sophie ignored the sudden interest in her friends voice. The fact that her best friend liked her twin brother was just a little too weird. “Yeah. Im going to call him to see whats up. Ill call you right back.” She hung up, pulled out the earpiece and absently rubbed her hot ear as she stared, fascinated, at the small man. There was something about him . . . something odd. Maybe he was a fashion designer, she thought, or a movie producer, or maybe he was an author—shed noticed that some authors liked to dress up in peculiar outfits. Shed give him a few minutes to get into the shop, then shed call her twin for a report.

Sophie was about to turn away when the gray man suddenly spun around and seemed to stare directly at her. As he stood under the awning, his face was in shadow, and yet for just the briefest instant, his eyes looked as if they were glowing.

Sophie knew—just knew—that there was no possible way for the small gray man to see her: she was standing on the opposite side of the street behind a pane of glass that was bright with reflected early-afternoon sunlight. She would be invisible in the gloom behind the glass.

And yet . . .

And yet in that single moment when their eyes met, Sophie felt the tiny hairs on the back of her hands and along her forearms tingle and felt a puff of cold air touch the back of her neck. She rolled her shoulders, turning her head slightly from side to side, strands of her long blond hair curling across her cheek. The contact lasted only a second before the small man looked away, but Sophie got the impression that he had looked directly at her.

In the instant before the gray man and his three overdressed companions disappeared into the bookshop, Sophie decided that she did not like him.



And rotten eggs.

“That is just vile.” Josh Newman stood in the center of the bookstores cellar and breathed deeply. Where were those smells coming from? He looked around at the shelves stacked high with books and wondered if something had crawled in behind them and died. What else would account for such a foul stink? The tiny cramped cellar always smelled dry and musty, the air heavy with the odors of parched curling paper, mingled with the richer aroma of old leather bindings and dusty cobwebs. He loved the smell; he always thought it was warm and comforting, like the scents of cinnamon and spices that he associated with Christmas.


Sharp and clean, the smell cut through the close cellar atmosphere. It was the odor of new toothpaste or those herbal teas his sister served in the coffee shop across the road. It sliced though the heavier smells of leather and paper, and was so strong that it made his sinuses tingle; he felt as if he was going to sneeze at any moment. He quickly pulled out his iPod earbuds. Sneezing with headphones on was not a good idea: made your ears pop.


Foul and stinking—he recognized the sulfurous odor of rotten eggs. It blanketed the clear odor of mint . . . and it was disgusting. He could feel the stench coating his tongue and lips, and his scalp began to itch as if something were crawling through it. Josh ran his fingers through his shaggy blond hair and shuddered. The drains must be backing up.

Leaving the earbuds dangling over his shoulders, he checked the book list in his hand, then looked at the shelves again: The Complete Works of Charles Dickens, twenty-seven volumes, red leather binding. Now where was he going to find that?

Josh had been working in the bookshop for nearly two months and still didnt have the faintest idea where anything was. There was no filing system . . . or rather, there was a system, but it was known only to Nick and Perry Fleming, the owners of The Small Book Shop. Nick or his wife could put their hands on any book in either the shop upstairs or the cellar in a matter of minutes.

A wave of peppermint, immediately followed by rotten eggs, filled the air again; Josh coughed and felt his eyes water. This was impossible! Stuffing the book list into one pocket of his jeans and the headphones into the other, he maneuvered his way through the piled books and stacks of boxes, heading for the stairs. He couldnt spend another minute down there with the smell. He rubbed the heels of his palms against his eyes, which were now stinging furiously. Grabbing the stair rail, he pulled himself up. He needed a breath of fresh air or he was going to throw up—but, strangely, the closer he came to the top of the stairs, the stronger the odors became.

He popped his head out of the cellar door and looked around.

And in that instant, Josh Newman realized that the world would never be the same again.

From the Hardcover edition.

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Leslie Joseph, August 16, 2014 (view all comments by Leslie Joseph)
The initial draw of The Alchemyst was certainly the Harry Potter connection, but within the first few pages it becomes obvious that this is an enchanting story all on it's own. Descriptively written and highly entertaining, this book is a winner for HP fans and fiction lovers alike.
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Max, June 7, 2013 (view all comments by Max)
Super fun summer read that is entertaining, plot-driven, and light. There is enough of a mystery to unravel (what does the villain want, what role are the twins-- the main characters-- destined for, etc.) that you will want to keep reading. Best of all, it is the first in a series, which means that you can stay immersed in the world.
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Amanda Morgan, January 2, 2013 (view all comments by Amanda Morgan)
Don't let the YA category turn you off - I found this book to be just as entertaining as many "adult" novels I've read (maybe more so in some cases.) This book, as well as the entire series, definitely makes my Top 10 list. Basically it's about these fifteen-year-old twins - Josh and Sophie - who stumble into this epic adventure, jumping from place to place and time to time, in order to save humankind. Oh, and their guide is Nicholas Flamel (a real person in history) and they may or may not be the Twins of Legend. Michael Scott does a wonderful job of making historical figures and events actually interesting, as well as intertwining them seamlessly with mythology from every part of the world. I can actually say that I learned more in this 6 book series than in any history or literature class. Admittedly, the cast of characters can be somewhat overwhelming, but Mr. Scott has created an easily-navigated website of who, what, where and when. I read the first 5 books in about a week, then had to wait 6 months for the 6th to come out...I'm now in the process of re-reading them all again!
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Scott, Michael
Delacorte Press
Meloy, Maile
Fisher, Catherine
Action & Adventure - General
Science Fiction, Fantasy, & Magic
Brothers and sisters
Fantasy & Magic
Action & Adventure
Legends, Myths, & Fables - General
Legends, Myths, & Fables - Other
Children s-Science Fiction and Fantasy
Historical - Europe
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Product details 384 pages Delacorte Press - English 9780385736008 Reviews:
"Review" by , "Scott offers a classic fantasy . . . that will put readers on the edge of their seats as they rush to the final page. . . . [An] exhilarating fantasy."
"Review" by , "The juxtaposition of our reality with magic and myth is riveting."
"Synopsis" by , Scott's New York Times bestseller — the first in his riveting fantasy series — is now in paperback.
"Synopsis" by ,   Michael Scott is the New York Times bestselling author of The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel series, an authority on mythology and folklore, and one of Ireland’s most successful authors. A master of fantasy, science fiction, horror, and folklore, Michael has been hailed by the Irish Times as “the King of Fantasy in these isles.” The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamerl: The First Codex includes book one, The Alchemyst; book two, The Magician; and book three, The Sorceress, in the Nicholas Flamel series. Look for book four, The Necromancer; book five, The Warlock, and book six, The Enchantress, all available from Delacorte Press. You can follow Michael Scott on Twitter @flameauthor and visit him at
"Synopsis" by , He holds the secret that can end the world.

The truth: Nicholas Flamel was born in Paris on September 28, 1330. Nearly 700 years later, he is acknowledged as the greatest Alchemyst of his day. It is said that he discovered the secret of eternal life.

The records show that he died in 1418.

But his tomb is empty.

The legend: Nicholas Flamel lives. But only because he has been making the elixir of life for centuries. The secret of eternal life is hidden within the book he protects—the Book of Abraham the Mage. It's the most powerful book that has ever existed. In the wrong hands, it will destroy the world. That's exactly what Dr. John Dee plans to do when he steals it. Humankind won't know what's happening until it's too late. And if the prophecy is right, Sophie and Josh Newman are the only ones with the power to save the world as we know it.

Sometimes legends are true.

And Sophie and Josh Newman are about to find themselves in the middle of the greatest legend of all time.

From the Hardcover edition.

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