At first glance, Lee might seem like an average 15 year old, shooting the breeze with his friends around a campfire, crushing on his friend Dana, sassing the assistant principal at school. But Lee has a little bit more responsibility than your average kid: he's the next Alien Hunter, bequeathed with the List of hidden alien outlaws living and lurking on Earth in disguise. All must be destroyed in order to protect the human race from eventual takeover.
It's a big job for one teenager. His father had the title of Alien Hunter until number-one on the List, The Prayer, killed him and Lee's mother in cold blood. Lee was just three. Ever since then, his supreme abilities - like being able to change shape and conjure up his long-dead parents out of thin-air - have gotten him through life, not to mention countless battles with aliens that roam Earth, hunting humans as part of an inter-planetary game.
Next on the list is number-six, Ergent Seth, alternately a horribly crude, grotesque horse-headed creature and a pretentious Hollywood film director/producer. Lee's quest to search and destroy number-six leads him right into the arms of super-cute Sarah Wilson - and a deadly trap that takes him to Ergent Seth's spacecraft. It's heading for a place beyond Lee's comprehension: his home planet.
For Lee is an alien too, after all. And it turns out that Earth, his adopted home, isn't the only planet that needs to be saved.
James Patterson's exciting new series is full of high wish-fulfillment fantasy, humor, and of course, all of the suspense that Patterson fans have come to expect - only this time, it's literally out of this world.
THAT WRETCHED LIST
I WISH THAT I didn’t sometimes, but I remember everything about that cursed, unspeakably unhappy night more than a decade ago, when I was just three years old.
I was taking an ordinary can of Play-Doh down from the playroom shelf when my mom called from the top of the basement stairs.
“Daniel? Dinner will be ready in five minutes. Time to start wrapping things up, honey.”
Finish? Already? I made a face. But my latest masterpiece isn’t done yet!
“Yes, Mom,” I called. “One minute. I’m making Play-Doh history down here.”
“Of course you are, dear. I would expect nothing less. Love you. Always.”
“Love you back, Mom. Always.”
In case you’ve already noticed that I didn’t speak like a typical three-year-old, well, you should have seen what I was building.
I stared at the museum-quality replica of the Lighthouse of Alexandria I was trying to finish.
Behind it, all the way to the edge of my worktable, stood matchless reproductions I’d made of the remaining Seven Wonders of the Ancient World:
The Great Pyramid of Giza
The Hanging Gardens of Babylon
The Statue of Zeus at Olympia
The Temple of Artemis at Ephesus
The Mausoleum of Mausolus
I would have liked to do the Cathedral of Notre Dame and the Chrysler Building as well, but I was only allowed one hour of playtime a day.
I squinted suddenly as I spotted what looked like a tiny, flat black seed climbing up the side of my miniature lighthouse, and really moving too.
Whoa there, little guy! Where do you think you’re motoring to?
It was an Arthropoda Arachnida Acari Metastigmata, I thought, recalling the phylum, class, order, and suborder of the tiny creature at a glance. A tick. A young male dog tick, to be exact.
“Hey, little fella,” I whispered to the tick. “You on a sightseeing tour?”
Two things happened next, almost simultaneously. Two very odd and unforgettable things.
There was a strange shimmering at the back of my bright, turquoise-blue eyes.
And the tick slowly rose onto its hind legs and said, “Hey, Daniel, my brother, you do real nice work. Cool lighthouse!”(Continues...)
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