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Lake of Skulls

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  • Product Details

    Author:
    Paul Stewart, Chris Riddell, Chris Riddell
    Series:
    A Knight's Story
    Format:
    Paperback
    Pages:
    144
    Publisher:
    Atheneum Books for Young Readers (February 25, 2014)
    Language:
    English
    Age Range:
    7 to 11
    Grade Level:
    2nd Grade to 6th Grade
    ISBN-13:
    9781481428880
    ISBN-10:
    1481428888
    Weight:
    3.68oz
    Dimensions:
    5" x 7" x 0.5"
    Case Pack:
    10
    File:
    Eloquence-SimonSchuster_09032026_P10573212_onix30_Complete-20260903.xml
    Folder:
    Eloquence
    List Price:
    $13.99
    As low as:
    $10.77
    Publisher Identifier:
    P-SS
    Discount Code:
    A
    Audience:
    Children/juvenile
    Pub Discount:
    65
    Imprint:
    Atheneum Books for Young Readers
  • Overview

    Behind me, a loud, beastlike roar went up. I turned to see a great hulk of a man -- all hairy jowls and heaving gut -- lumbering from leg to leg in a slow battle-jig. I recognized him at once.
    His fists were clenched. His bloodshot eyes were wild.
    "Come on, if you think you're hard enough!" he was bellowing.
    Here we go again! I thought. Why do I always seem to end up in this type of a place? You'd think I'd have learned by now. All I'd wanted was a quiet drink. Was that too much to ask? Was it?
    Given the day I'd had so far, maybe it was...