The Colossus Rises (Seven Wonders, Book 1)
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Jack McKinley is an ordinary kid with an extraordinary problem. In a few months, he's going to die.
Jack needs to find seven magic loculi that, when combined, have the power to cure him.
The loculi are the relics of a lost civilization and haven't been seen in thousands of years.
Because they're hidden in the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.
The thrills begin in The Colossus Rises, the first installment in the epic seven-book adventure series Seven Wonders, from master storyteller and bestselling 39 Clues series author Peter Lerangis. The highly anticipated series has received early praise from Rick Riordan, author of the Percy Jackson series, who says, "A high-octane mix of modern adventure and ancient secrets, The Colossus Rises is Lerangis's most gripping work yet. Young readers will love this story. I can't wait to see what's next in the Seven Wonders series!"
sure what that meant for our escape. I guess I was hoping for something a little less vast. “Ow,” came Aly’s voice. Marco and I turned to see her stumbling in the sand. She was arm in arm with Cass, heading toward the water. “‘Sup?” Marco said. “Just…stepped on a shell,” Aly replied. “Carry on.” “Come on, brother Jackie. Let’s get the boat,” Marco said. I followed him toward the dock. The rain was picking up, along with a sudden wind, and I thought I could hear a distant rumble. Marco was
scaring me into being extra-careful. I glanced at my watch. 6:46. “I think I skimmed it. Send me the link again. So. Wish me luck!” As I stood, my leg buckled beneath me and I almost dropped the phone. I had to clutch the sofa arm to keep from falling. “Jackie, are you okay?” Dad’s brow was all scrunched now. “What’s that mark on your forehead? Is that a cut? Did you fall?” “No!” I said. “I just used a flying toy instead of an alarm.” That sounded a lot crazier coming out of my mouth than I
and smooth, pushing up against my own feet. It was lifting me. Lifting Cass. His hand unclasped. We were both sliding now, off to one side. Shark. I tried to swim away, but my strength was gone. The beast broke the surface of the water, its skin black against the storm. It was too big for a shark. Enormous. It must have been a whale, like the one that washed ashore. I felt around desperately for Cass. He was barely afloat. All I could see were the whites of his frightened eyes. “Swim!” I
arms, legs, feet, heads… A hand. Aly and I both saw it at the same moment—the unmistakable shape of a giant broken hand, reaching upward as if it was supposed to be holding something. Like a torch. “Jack, what if this is the—” Before Aly could finish, two fleeing monks barreled into her. She spun and fell, her head hitting the dirt, and the men landed smack on top of her. The three of them scuffled. I grabbed on to one of the monks, who must have weighed two hundred pounds. He had stringy,
a short way down a corridor. Three ancient-looking paintings hung on the wall. One was a grand image of the Colossus. Just as Aly had said, it stood at the side of the harbor like a lighthouse. It was all made of burnished bronze, like the flame I held in my hands. The next image was of a young man dressed in a fancy tunic, sitting on a translucent white ball. He was handsome and buff, surrounded by adoring friends, mostly girls. I had to look twice to see that he was actually floating. Next to