The Return (Animorphs, Book 48)

The Return (Animorphs, Book 48)

K. A. Applegate

Language: English

Pages: 54

ISBN: B001KSZ6W8

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


David, the "sixth Animorph," is back. When the Animorphs and Ax decided to give another human being the power to morph, it was one their biggest mistakes. David tried to destroy all of them - and almost succeeded. Rachel and the others thought they'd seen the last of him when they trapped David as a nothlit. Leaving him on a deserted island to live out his days as a rat . . .     

They were wrong.     

Rachel knows what a threat David is. He's cunning and dangerous. Worst of all, he knows their secrets. Now he's captured Rachel as part of his plan to take over everything. David wants power. Money. But more than anything, he wants revenge. . . .

The Andalite Chronicles (Animorphs, Book 12.5)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

relieved you're gone. That you're not their problem anymore. That they don't have to worry about what wacko Rachel is going to do next.> I think there's something pretty dark down inside you, Rachel. I worry about you, Rachel. I don't know what will happen to you if it all ends someday. I looked

all humans would have to bow down and grovel to us. The human race would be at our disposal! Our beck and call!> Le Cirque? I thought inanely. Ignoring the full import of David's message. Human-David had been more of a Wendy's kind of guy. David's voice was - grand. Somehow compelling. Like he was one of those inspirational speakers big corporations hire. The ones who come in and pump up a flagging sales department into a slogan-induced frenzy of

feel the urge to reach out and destroy me? "There are many masters of illusion in the universe, Rachel. Many manipulators of perception. But only I am a master of reality. A manipulator of the concrete. Well, then, perhaps this is a fantasy, after all. Your fantasy. But I can make it real at any time. For example, perhaps you would like to rip the Drode apart for real?" "Hey!" the Drode protested. "Now, let's not get carried away." You know, Crayak could use you, Rachel. If you ever find

feel the urge to reach out and destroy me? "There are many masters of illusion in the universe, Rachel. Many manipulators of perception. But only I am a master of reality. A manipulator of the concrete. Well, then, perhaps this is a fantasy, after all. Your fantasy. But I can make it real at any time. For example, perhaps you would like to rip the Drode apart for real?" "Hey!" the Drode protested. "Now, let's not get carried away." You know, Crayak could use you, Rachel. If you ever find

I ran downstairs. The rat lay on the cement floor, its neck broken in the trap. I grabbed a cardboard box from a pile of trash, lifted the rat with a broom handle, and dropped it inside. "Just take it out to the garbage, please," Mom said, shivering a little. Then she turned back to the pile of laundry she was folding. I carried the rat upstairs, out the back door of the kitchen, and around to the front of the house. The garbage cans were already out on the curb, waiting for the morning

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