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Inkheart Trilogy Boxset by Scholastic, The fantasy books begin when 12 year old Meggie discovers that her father has a special talent to make book characters. Read Books Inkheart (PDF, ePub, Mobi) by Cornelia Funke Complete Read Online. The Inkheart Trilogy has 10 entries in the series. Inkheart. The Inkheart Trilogy ( Series). Book 1. Cornelia Funke Author (). cover image of Inkheart.
The clock went tick-tock, and in the stillness he thought he heard little bare feet running across the floor, then laughter and whispering, and a sound like the pages of a big book being turned over. Many years later, Meggie had only to close her eyes and she could still hear it, like tiny fingers tapping on the windowpane. The book she had been reading was under her pillow, pressing its cover against her ear as if to lure her back into its printed pages. Meggie had never called her father anything else. Its pages rustled promisingly when she opened it.
Stacks of books were piled high all over the house — not just arranged in neat rows on bookshelves, the way other people kept them, oh no! There were books in the kitchen and books in the lavatory.
Books on the TV set and in the wardrobe, small piles of books, tall piles of books, books thick and thin, books old and new. They welcomed Meggie down to breakfast with invitingly opened pages, they kept boredom at bay when the weather was bad.
And sometimes you fell over them. If so, he could be a werewolf. Already, she hardly believed any more in the figure standing in the rain — until she knelt down again at the window. Do you see him? Mo looked out through the raindrops running down the pane, and said nothing. She followed him anxiously. As she crept down the corridor she heard her father taking the chain off the front door, and when she reached the hall she saw him standing in the open doorway.
The night came in, dark and damp, and the rushing of the rain sounded loud and threatening. What kind of a name was that? At first, all seemed still outside except for the rain falling, murmuring as if the night had found its voice. But then footsteps approached the house, and the man emerged from the darkness of the yard, his long coat so wet with rain that it clung to his legs.
For a split second, as the stranger stepped into the light spilling out of the house, Meggie thought she saw a small furry head over his shoulder, snuffling as it looked out of his rucksack and then quickly disappearing back into it.
Dustfinger wiped his wet face with his sleeve and offered Mo his hand. Ah yes, of course. In the end she just stared back. It was a strange smile.
My word! It rea ched almost to his shoulders. Meggie wondered what colour it was when it was dry. The stubble round his narrow-lipped mouth was gingery, like the fur of the stray cat Meggie sometimes fed with a saucer of milk outside the door. Meggie stood there rubbing her cold feet together. Go back to sleep. Sometimes he chased her round the house after supper until she escaped into her room, breathless with laughter. And sometimes he was so tired he lay down on the sofa and she made him a cup of coffee before she went to bed.
But he had never ever sent her off to her room so brusquely. A foreboding, clammy and fearful, came into her heart as if, along with the visitor whose name was so strange yet somehow familiar, some menace had slipped into her life. And she wished — so hard it frightened her — that she had never fetched Mo, and Dustfinger had stayed outside until the rain washed him away. When the door of the workshop opened again she jumped.
Send him away. Word of honour. She could always tell when Mo was lying, however hard he tried to hide it from her. Meggie put her ear to it, listening. She could hear the clink of china. So the man with the sandy beard was getting a nice cup of tea to warm him up. Meggie heard the kettle whistling in the kitchen, and Mo carrying a tray of clattering crockery back to the workshop. When that door closed she forced herself to wait a few more seconds, just to be on the safe side.
During one of the readings, a boy named Farid appears. Farid joins the prisoners in the cells, until that night when Dustfinger returns to save them. Shortly after escaping, their car breaks down, forcing them to walk. Unfortunately, the guards are close behind them, forcing them to hide to evade the guards.
This novel is pretty much a dream come true. Being able to read characters out of a novel is every bookworms dream, and as such, it is quite an ensnaring story. The characters, while Meggie is quite young, are very likeable and clever. The plot is unique and will have you yearning for more and more with each page you turn.
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