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The Other Island, A Morgan Koda Adventure, Book Three
The Other Island, A Morgan Koda Adventure, Book Three
The Other Island, A Morgan Koda Adventure, Book Three
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Sometimes, things are not as they seem. Sometimes, they're even worse.

Fourteen year old Morgan Koda may hold the Four Elements of Earth in the palm of her hand. But a little thunder storm might be her undoing.

The island of Edenwiess is under attack from what seems to be a simple storm. However, lighting is striking repeatedly at the same location — over the vast volcano. Those who are observing, realize this is no typical storm. Something evil is at work.

In order to save the magical world she loves, Morgan and her friends, Tristan, Rex, and Raine return to the Island after their school has been evacuated. Not only will she place her life in peril, but those of her friends as well.

Morgan Koda will go beyond the limits of her magic to discover the one responsible for the attack.

The result will leave her feeling betrayed.

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PublisherJuls Duncan
Release dateFeb 25, 2016
ISBN9781311319418
The Other Island, A Morgan Koda Adventure, Book Three
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Juls Duncan

Juls Duncan—Author of...The Morgan Koda Adventures Series:Edenwiess, Book One.The Forest Of Carren, Book Two.The Other Island, Book Three.The Plight Of Indy, Book Four.Ronen, Book Five. Soon to be released.Megan O'Leary Novels:Displaced In Time, Book One.Juls lives in Montana with her family and a Yellow Lab puppy—Sonny Jr and Cocker Spaniel, Rosebud. .She has always felt the need to tell a story, whether, it was a bedtime story, as Morgan Koda was in the beginning, or a short story given as a Christmas present for family and friends.Her education includes a Bachelors degree in anthropology from Oregon State University, a Masters degree from University Of Montana. Juls is continuing her education with a PhD in anthropology from the University of Montana.Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorJulsDuncan?ref=tn_tnmnTwitter: @JulsDuncan

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    The Other Island, A Morgan Koda Adventure, Book Three - Juls Duncan

    The Other Island

    A Morgan Koda adventure, Book Three

    By Juls Duncan

    Copyright © 2016 by Juls Duncan.

    Second Edition

    Smashwords Edition

    Rushmore Publishing Group

    Rapid City. S. Dakota

    All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    ISBN: 9781311319418

    United States of America Ebook

    The OTHER ISLAND

    A Morgan Koda Adventure,

    Book Three.

    By

    2BJuls Duncan

    Dear Reader,

    How The Morgan Koda Adventures Series got started.

    My daughter loved bedtimes stories, but not the typical ones like Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Cinderella, or even Sleeping Beauty. She wanted a story of her own, one that we made up. So the character Morgan Koda started more than twenty five years ago as a bedtime story.

    My daughter learned that only in a book could she go to different worlds where she could be the heroine. She is now in her thirties and is a devoted reader to her own young readers.

    In 2006, I met the man of my dreams and with him came a six year old boy. And Morgan Koda came alive again as she had before—in a bed time story.

    But this child was different. He wanted his new step-mother to add something new to the story every night. So Morgan Koda grew as my new son did.

    When my step-son reached seven years old, he told me he didn’t need to learn to read because reading wasn’t fun nor was it important. So I started writing down Morgan’s story—the one story he enjoyed more than any other. I, however, was a little resourceful, at night when my step-son wanted his bedtime story. I would read up to a really good part, then I handed him the pages to read. Though tears, fits, and just plan angry outbursts, he learned to read.

    In June of 2010, I was arranging my files and to my great surprise. I found that I had over a hundred pages of

    Morgan’s story, and just four months later, The Morgan Koda Adventures Series was born. The series now includes…

    Edenwiess, Book One.

    The Forest of Carren, Book Two.

    The Other Island, Book Three.

    The Plight of Indy, Book Four.

    Ronen, soon to be released.

    Author's Notes

    This Morgan Koda Adventure, The Other Island, is dedicated to my family for their support and encouragement and to Sonny of course. To all Morgan’s fans. My beta readers, you know who you are, my publisher, editors, and design.

    To my mother-in-law Marie Duncan, and two of my dear friends, author Patrick W. Fine and Kevin Hagen (Dr. Baker, Little House)—You are all greatly missed.

    Books

    By

    Juls Duncan

    Morgan Koda Adventure Series

    Edenwiess, Book One

    The Forest Of Carren, Book Two

    The Other Island, Book Three

    The Plight Of Indy, Book Four

    Megan O'Leary Novels

    Displaced In Time

    THE OTHER ISLAND

    PART ONE

    CHAPTER ONE

    Morgan Koda and her friends, Tristan Blake, Rex Walker and Raine Hunter were standing before one of their classroom windows, watching the sky as it turned darker and darker. Billowing black clouds were rolling over Edenwiess School of Magic. The vast five story stone manor shook as thunder exploded over the tiny Hawaiian Island.

    Thunderbolts of forked lightning shot through the overcast sky and struck the ground outside the school not far from where Morgan and her friends stood.

    Morgan flinched as the bone rattling crash sounded a second later. The brilliant flare of golden light from the lightning strike temporarily blinded her. Standing with her hand pressed against the window wasn't one of her more brilliant idea, she thought. She threw every bit of strength she had into her hands and tried to back away from the violence—the thin sheet of glass was protected her from. She found her way blocked by a mass of humanity. Some of her classmates had crowded up behind her observing the storm as it unleashed its fury.

    The windowpane quaked again in its frame. Warning her she had better get a move on. Suddenly goose bumps the size of peas burst out over her arms and legs, and the hair at the back of her neck stood up.

    Her schoolmates jostled forward pinning her tight against the glass.

    Morgan stared wide eyed as a magnitude of lightning shot through the swirling black mass, then struck a tree at the edge of the school lawns instantly setting it ablaze.

    Morgan stilled her panic while she struggled to push herself away the glass.

    It was no use. She was trapped by her fellow classmates. She knew they were all in serious trouble, and she would needed a little help to get herself and her classmates away from the window in case it shattered from the debris being hurled against it from hurricane force winds.

    She closed her eyes and attempted to open the lid on her magic. The cover, however, slammed closed before she could initiate the spell. The room exploded in absolute mayhem as the overhead lights went out.

    Professor Sam Mullen stared over his student’s heads at the fury beyond his classroom windows. He was just as awestruck as they were. In all his years of teaching at Edenwiess, he had never seen a storm as severe as the one flashing outside.

    It took him a few moments to recall the windows were not the safest place for his students.

    The sudden darkening of the room, then the crash of screaming students falling over one another forced his eyes away from the debris flashing by his windows.

    He waved his hands toward the ceiling. The lights flickered for a second, then shined with a bright soothing glow.

    OK, everyone… He started. But no one heard him over the cries of the tangled mound of students littering the floor. With a little added magic, his voice roared about the room. We have all seen a storm before. He said calmly. But still no one heard him as another wail of thunder exploded above the school.

    Professor Mullen, almost in a panic now to get his students under control, waved his hands a second time. The noise was instantly muted as thick dark shades suddenly appeared over all the windows.

    We have a lot of work to get through today. He called out more firmly with his magically enhanced voice.

    He rushed forward and started untangling bodies littering the floor below the widows. As he set them upright, they slowly made their way back to the tables cluttered about the room. A few, however, had one eye on the raging storm as they settled back into their seats.

    Morgan was in the process of peeling herself from the glass when Professor Mullen’s screen appeared before her eyes, filling in her silhouette. She blinked the flash of lightning out of her vision, then flung herself away from the glass as something huge crashed into it from the other side. She felt herself falling backward over the tangle of students. She rolled over the mound of bodies until she was clear of them, then bounced to her feet. She gave the room a once over. Her eyes stopped at the table she shared with Tristan, Rex, and Raine. Rex was ginning at her and the sight of his smirk set her teeth on edge.

    Well that's one way to get you away from the window. He said as she joined them I thought we were going to have to chip you off the glass. Rex sent a beaming smirk at her as she took her seat between Tristan and Raine.

    Very funny, Morgan replied giving him a mocking glare. In his place, she knew she would have seen it funny as well.

    She forced her attention to the front of the room, where Professor Mullen had just set the last student on his feet, then as though nothing had happened. He went back to his lecture directing the class on the proper way to use a beckoning charm.

    Morgan, Tristan, Rex and Raine were already well acquainted with the spell. All four of them had used the beckoning charm to summon heavy winter clothing when they had followed the trail of the Mask of Noesis to the arctic in their first year at Edenwiess.

    Morgan groaned softly to herself, as she remembered how that trip had turned out. Her magic had failed her, and she had put the four of them plus Sonny, her yellow lab, in the path of a T-rex. Then, just when she thought they were safe. She’d landed them within reach of a crazed party of war painted Indians.

    A jab in her side brought her back to the present. Morgan turned her head, and raised her eyebrows at Rex.

    His head bobbed toward the front of the room.

    She turned her head, and found Professor Mullen staring directly at her.

    He was dumbfounded that Morgan didn’t have her hand raised to answer his question. She was one of the few who followed along in his class lectures.

    Morgan sat up a little straighter and gazed inquiringly at him.

    Miss Koda, now that I have your attention. His said calmly, but his glare spoke volumes. Can you tell us… He added with a voice full of disappointment in her inattentiveness. Why a textbook can not be beckon? He was sure his question would baffle her, and she would stare at him in bewilderment.

    He should have known better.

    All textbooks have a beckoning spell on them, instead of the book coming to the owner. She said hastily trying make up for her behavior. The spell will transport the book’s owner to wherever their textbook happens to be. Morgan replied. She couldn’t help the tiny smile that formed her lips at his astonished expression. He had no idea she’d learned this lesson the hard way the year before. While trying to beckon her lost textbook, she had experienced several terrifying seconds when she thought she had transported herself into a coffin. However, to her great surprise, she had materialized under her bed where her textbook had slid between her mattress and the wall.

    She also remembered how the Dark Emir had tried to use one of her textbooks as means to kidnap her. But his spy at the school had gotten Tristan’s book instead of hers, resulting in Tristan being kidnapped in her place.

    She still didn’t know who the spy was. But she was keeping an eye out, and as soon as she knew who this person was. They would pay for the deaths they had caused.

    She grinned at the thought of the Dark Emir wondering around alone in the cave, where he had held Tristan captive. She hoped he never found a way out, but she knew it was only a matter of time before he did.

    The peal of the bell ending the class brought her back to the present, and the four of them shoved their books back into their bags, then hurried from the room. They met up with Sonny, who was waiting just outside the classroom door.

    Morgan, Tristan, Rex and Raine with Sonny leading the way darted between the milling mass of students to the nearest of the many staircases that were threaded throughout the stone manor. The four of them followed Sonny’s swinging tail as he led the way down, first, one corridor, then another, until they reached one of the rear doors leading out of the school to the stables.

    Morgan jerked to a halt to keep from falling over Sonny broad back. He had come to a dead stop upon seeing what greeted them through the open doorway.

    Tristan, Rex, and Raine piled up behind Morgan.

    Even though, he tried with all his might to stop, Tristan collided hard with Morgan’s back, causing her to stumble forward and tumble over Sonny.

    Morgan’s breath left her in a great whoosh as she toppled over the dog. Her hands shot out to catch herself. But she never met the soggy ground. She was floating in mid-air.

    Tristan gawked.

    Raine, however, stared wide eyed at Morgan as she hung there like she was being supported by invisible wires. You know… it’s not polite to show off your magical skills all the time. Raine said a little waspishly.

    AND… Rex said a little maliciously …Why in the bloody hell do you think its Morgan doing the magic? His voice grew louder and louder with each word.

    Tristan and Raine whirled around to find Rex staring at them with both hands out before him and his finger spread wide toward Morgan.

    Sorry, Raine muttered mortified.

    Think nothing of it. Rex replied good-naturedly.

    Um, Rex? Morgan said humorlessly. Do you think you could let me down? I’m getting soaked. Morgan’s voice sounded as though it was coming from underwater.

    And sure enough, Morgan had water pouring from her hair and robes.

    The rain was now so dense they could only see a few yards along the trail that led across the vast rear lawns.

    Sonny stepped under Morgan and looked up. I have a better idea— He said grinning, then added merrily, We should just use her as an umbrella.

    Morgan glared down at the dog, Very funny. She said through clenched teeth.

    He’s got a point. Rex said, rubbing his chin musingly. Then a bolt of lightning highlighted the bones in Morgan’s face.

    Tristan turned to Rex with every intention of telling him to ‘knock it off!’ before Morgan was struck by one of the many bolts flashing around her.

    Oh, alright! Rex said, he didn’t want her hurt. The glare Morgan shot him a second later, convinced him that she was about to undo his spell, and he would find himself in her place.

    He waved his hands.

    Morgan dropped face first into the muck. Muddy water went flying in every direction. She gagged as her mouth filled with the gritty disgusting stuff. She slowly raised her head, and spat out the foul tasting grime.

    Sonny had barely gotten out of the way as Morgan came crashing down, however, Tristan, Rex, Rain and Sonny were now as wet and muddy as she was.

    Morgan slowly gained her feet and raised her face up into the pouring rain. Rinsing most of the mud from her face and robes, she turned to face Rex. She barely opened her mouth before he was through the doorway, and standing before her with his arms spread wide. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to drop you. You know I would never do that. he pleaded.

    Morgan knew he would in no way do anything to hurt her, but dropping her in the mud—maybe.

    Come on, Morgan said turning on her heel. We need to get to the horses before this gets any worse.

    The rain had turned into a cloudburst before they were even a quarter of the way to the stables.

    Morgan raised her hands above her head, then brought them to her sides. An invisible shield appeared over their heads, protecting them from the wind and the downpour as they followed the trail to the stables.

    Rex glanced down at his dripping robes, then shot a glance at the robes of his friends. There was a plus with all this rain, he thought. They wouldn't have to take their school robes to the laundry, and have angry questions thrown at them by the witch who supervised the cleaning of all the school’s washables. He sighed with a grin hovering at the corner of his lips.

    They hurried through the driving rain to the stables of Edenwiess. They had received a notice earlier that morning that their riding class had been postponed due to the squall.

    Morgan stood staring at the empty paddocks. Where are the horses? Then the answer came to her, she whirled, splashing mud as she darted toward the stable. She all but flew through the doors with her friends hot on her heels.

    The horses were standing in individual stalls with their heads hanging over the stall doors.

    Spirit turned his black spotted, white head toward the banging of the stable door.

    Why have you come here? He asked with his silver eyes glaring into Morgan’s purple ones.

    We were worried about you and the rest of the horses. Morgan shot back.

    What about us? A shadowy voice called from the end of the building.

    Morgan sucked in a breath as she latched onto Tristan's hand.

    Rex and Raine along with Sonny turned their heads, and stared down the wide alley between the stall doors.

    An apparition moved within the darkness. Slowly it crept toward them from within the dimness at the end of the corridor.

    Morgan took a step back, her free hand shot out and her fingers were spread wide before her chest.

    Sonny on the other hand, wagged his tail as the silhouette took shape.

    A reindeer, then a Canadian Lynx came into view.

    Velvet… Shando, Morgan squealed as she dragged Tristan toward them. She had forgotten to let go of his hand. How are you? She asked, as she hugged them one handed.

    Tristan shook his hand free of Morgan's, and rubbed his shoulder, it felt like his shoulder had been wrenched out of the socket. He waited for his turn, then hugged his friends.

    We are fine. Velvet replied, as Rex and Raine hugged her.

    Another clap of thunder resounded shaking the whole building. Everyone, animal and human alike, stared up at the wooden rafters above them, wondering if the storm could get any worse.

    Mr. Glendon Simpson was persistent we use the stalls. He is a very kind human. Shando assured them.

    Morgan studied the reindeer before her. The tempest didn’t seem to be bothering her. Then Morgan noted a quiver in her massive antlers, and the slight dancing of her hoofs gave her away. Morgan turned her attention to Shando. She really had no idea if the storm bothered him or not. He appeared completely placid.

    She and her friends had first met Velvet and Shando, along with a tiny snowy owl, Pippin, and a great polar bear named, Kenyon, when the four of them had journeyed to the arctic. Morgan had landed them in the arctic in the middle of a blizzard. They would have been forced to return to the school had it not been for Pippin leading them to a cave. He was now hiding out in Rex’s dorm room, and had firmly turned down a trip to the stables. Kenyon, the great polar bear, was with his family in the northern cell-way between the mountain ranges of Idaho and Montana.

    The next three days was the longest in Morgan’s life. It was now enforced by Dean Dae that all students were to remain inside the school. The storm had not died out as the teachers had predicted, but had grown in strength and intensity. The stone manor trembled with each explosion of thunder. Several of the huge sixty foot trees, with their huge salmon colored blossoms that lined the great lawns of Edenwiess had been blown to the ground as though they were saplings. Their blossoms now littered the school lawns. The trees shallow roots systems offered no protection in keeping the giant trees upright.

    Morgan had just taken out her Magical Plants textbook, and was searching the very bottom of the bag for a pen when an intense eruption of broken glass echoed around the classroom.

    Tristan and Rex were on their feet by the time Morgan and Raine got their fright under control.

    Morgan stared in horror as tree limbs shot threw the windows. The students in the front of the room dived under their tables. Those close to the entryway doors ran from the room before Professor Emma Blackwood could get the mayhem under control.

    Morgan stood staring at the chaos with her hand over her mouth, tree limbs as thick around as her waist had crashed through the glass, shattering windows. The wind flowing into the room forced debris through the jagged glass, leaves, flower peddles, and broken limbs hurtled around the room. The swirling mess from outside was now littering the tables and stone floor.

    Loud pitiful wails echoed from under one of the tables virtually encased by a sizeable tree limb.

    Morgan, Tristan, Rex and Raine dropped to their knees, and glanced under the tables to see who had lost control of himself. To Rex’s delight, and Morgan’s, it was Seth Keely, the boy who endlessly harassed her.

    Help, help, someone get me out of here… Seth was beside himself, as he cowered under the table. The glass exploded on top of me. I know I have been sliced to ribbons. He punched each word with a shriek that echoed from the classroom and rolled down the corridor.

    Morgan climbed quickly to her feet, turned her back, and tried to keep the grin from her face. She knew better then to glance at Rex.

    I want everyone over here. Professor Blackwood said firmly, pointing to the wall the furthest away from the windows. Line up along the wall and I will take you to the Dining Hall… She paused as Seth scampered out from under his table. She quickly examined him with her eyes, seeing no injuries on his face and hands. She quickly scanned his school robes for rips, slashes, or tears, and for any signs of blood. Not finding any. She studied his face again as Seth opened his mouth. But Emma Blackwood was well used to Seth’s droning.

    She turned her back on him, and addressed the students lining up along the stone wall. Medical assessment will be performed in the Dining Hall. She said firmly. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Seth set his mouth to object. She never gave him the chance. She silently pointed a stern finger at the line of students along the stone wall. She noted, he neither limped nor left a trail of blood as he reluctantly joined the line.

    Morgan and her classmates were met in the Dining Hall by the infirmary nurse, Miss. Rachelle O’Mallory and her assistants. Each student was taken away by an assistant and given a brief exam.

    Over all, there were five lacerations from flying glass, and one injured arm. The injured students were rushed off to the hospital wing. Morgan, Tristan, Rex and Raine were released with no injuries, as was Seth Keely.

    Rex led them into the Main Activity Room of the school. Then he walked from window to window surveying the storm. He turned with a smile growing ever wider as he said, Damn, too bad that tree didn’t get a little further in the room. Seth would have been smashed, and we wouldn’t have to deal with him again.

    The other three laughed. But If Rex had been talking about anyone other Seth. Morgan would have called him on it. But beings that, Seth had tried to have her killed the year before. Morgan felt no sympathy for him.

    CHAPTER TWO

    Dean Dae made the announcement that all students were to remain inside the school. The storm had not died out as the teachers had predicted—but had grown in strength and intensity. The stone manor trembled with each explosion of thunder. Several of the huge sixty foot trees lining the great lawns of Edenwiess had been blown to the ground as though they were saplings. The trees shallow roots systems offer

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