Alex Paul - The Toth Hunter

This is the next level adventure story you have been waiting for. Brash, rip-roaring, and stunningly original, it is unlike any young adult fiction youve ever read.

Isaac Peterson

My name is Winslow and I am 9 years old. Why I think Alex Pauls books are good: I think Alex Pauls books are great. I have read two of them. I have three reasons why I think Alex Pauls books are great. My first reason is because of the adventures the Toths, Tons, Swordtooths, and Smokers have. Such as when the Smoker attacked the burning ships. My second reason is because it was before the Great Flood many thousands of years ago. That means that weapons like the bow, sword, and spear were very new to civilization. My last reason is because the book is very detailed. I think he did a very good job describing the characters. For example, Arken Freeth is good with a bow, is a commoner, is a neanderthal, is super strong, and is quite short. As you can see that is why Alex Pauls books are great. I really hope he writes another book.

Von Trullinger

If youre ready for an adventure of epic proportions, read on in the Arken Freeth series!

Cheri Lasota, Author of Echoes in the Glass

A vivid story of action and adventure intertwined with lessons of honor, humility and gracious values. It leaves you anticipating the next in the series in a fantastic manner!

Giselle Minshull

Arken Freeth and the Adventure of the Neanderthals

Book Three

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Alex Paul

Map of the Circle Sea

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Youll find a glossary of foreign words in the novels back matter. Just click on any of the Lantish or Nander words underlined in blue and it will take you to the word in the glossary. If you click on the back button of your e-reader or e-reader app, youll go back to the page you were on. Enjoy!

From The Earths Secret History: Arken Freeth Scrolls handed down to Knowledge Keeper Arduel

by Arduel

I am the last descendant of the Knowledge Keepers of Lanth who survived the near destruction of Earth by Marduk and the Flood many generations ago. Those who came before me wrote of that destruction of civilization. I now set down my own words on this parchment before burying all our writings in an urn in the desert north of the Amarrats Great Pyramid.

My ancestors had scientific instruments developed in the years long after the time of Arken Freeth but before Marduk. They observed the arrival of Marduk and the near destruction of Earth and recorded these observations. We have kept these writings secret because those in power since the Great Flood do not want the world to know the truth. They destroyed the copies of our writings kept in the library of Alexandria. They kill any who dare speak the truth. I hide these parchments in the hope that someday truth seekers will find the writings of my ancestors and tell the world.

The Great Flood was caused by Marduk, the Destroyer.

Though hard to believe, my ancestors said their instruments allowed them to watch Marduks journey. Marduk was part of a star that exploded far away in the heavens. By chance, Marduk swept past the planets of our solar system, tipping over Uranus so it spins backward, destroying the planet between Mars and Jupiter by pulling it apart, and almost ripping Mars apart while stealing its water and leaving it looking like a childs spinning top.

Marduk flew toward Earth, getting brighter and brighter each day until, near the end, it was visible in daylight. Then Marduk almost hit the Earth.

Before Marduk, Earth had a different North Star and there were always twelve hours of daylight and twelve hours of night everywhere. Without summer or winter, many crops bore fruit year round and the weather was always the same. But Marduk came so close, its pull so strong, it tipped the poles enough to make summer and winter. And the pull of Marduks gravity as it flew by raised mountain ranges and lakebeds in a single day while other land masses dropped below sea level and disappeared. Marduk lifted dirt and rocks and many animals up into the sky. Whole herds of toth, ban, anlop, hamps, and ton were raised far above the Earth until they froze instantly. Then they crashed back to Earth as Marduk flew on and released them. Marduk lifted whole oceans, and when they fell back to Earth, the Great Flood gouged out deep basins and canyons in a single day.

But Marduk was not done dealing out its misery and disaster with the Great Flood. The seas of Mars had been pulled from that planet and they followed Marduk as ice crystals through space until much of the ice fell to Earth, causing months of rain. When all the water from Mars had fallen, the skies cleared and sunshine finally made its way down to light up a world piled miles high with ice and mud and stones. Then Earth turned cold, with winters never seen before.

The last remnants of manbarely any survivedemerged from high mountain caves that had offered protection. Some, like my ancestors, kept the ways of civilization and knowledge, but most soon lost their skills and descended into savagery. The survivors who rebuilt civilization told stories of what once had beenstories of the Earth they remembered, though the memory grew fainter with each generation until, eventually, it was only a story of a lost paradise.

Earth truly was once a paradise. Each day was fair and warm. Each night when the moon shone there was light enough to walk, for the moon was closer and therefore larger in the sky. There were no storms of rain or snow anywhere except the poles. Instead, gentle dew fell each night that nourished all the plants, and each day the sun shone without fail. In that world of lush plains and fertile valleys, man once built wonderful cities, high-walled against the ravages of the great cats and giant bears. Great ships sailed the seas with trade.

I am Arduel, last of the Knowledge Keepers of Lanth, the last descendant of my ancestors who survived Marduk and the Great Flood. I was a scholar in the library of Alexandria, but now I flee my pursuers with these precious books to bury them before I am caught and killed. I hope someday my words are found and read.

The city-state of Lanth bred the worlds finest warriors. Of all those great warriors, one was the greatest of all, for he saved Lanth from certain ruin. This scroll tells his story, the story of Arken Freeth, the greatest warrior of Lanth.

The golden-haired ran tirelessly along the jungle trail, the unconscious body of a young No-fur girl nestled in his massive arms, her blonde ponytail bobbing against his elbow with each step. A smaller Nander ran close behind, his breath rasping hard from the burden of carrying a dead Nander bull on his right shoulder. He stumbled on roots and rough spots in the trail, thrown off balance by the dead Nanders arms flopping from side to side.

Two Nander bulls followed, both carrying heavy, flint-tipped Nander spears. Their heads turned constantly from side to side, watching for predators or looking back for pursuing pirates. , the youngest Nander, ran behind these two bulls of his tribe. He ran easily, being younger and lighter than the others.