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eBook Category: Children's Fiction
eBook Description: Nessie and the Living Stone is a chapter book for 8-12 year olds. Craig's family, including his bratty little sister Linda, are on holiday at Loch Ness. There's Roy, the obnoxious Loch Ness Coast Guard, who wants to capture Nessie and stuff her and put her in a museum. There's Mrs. Carmichael, who runs the Bed and Breakfast where Craig's family is staying. She recognizes a blue stone that Craig found, and calls it a living stone. And there's Nessie herself, guarding her secret realm at the bottom of the loch. But the door to her magical chamber came loose in a recent earthquake. Craig will face Vikings and a treacherous mermaid before his final decision--is it worth risking his life to save the Loch Ness Monster?

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: 2000
Fictionwise Release Date: February 2003

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [45 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [45 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [31 KB] , Portable Document Format (PDF) [129 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [33 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [76 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [100 KB] , hiebook (KML) [91 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [60 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [27 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [35 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [62 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [49 KB]
Words: 10675
Reading time: 30-42 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"Once I had started reading there was no turning back. I found myself diving into a world of magical creatures, musical flowers and old secrets. The illustrations are too beautiful to do them justice in words."--Christine Spindler, E-Books For Kids

"This book has everything a children's book needs--adventure, heroism, love, and imagination. I believe that kids and adults will both enjoy this story immensely."--Lillie Stinnett, Wordweaving

"Craig! Linda!" It was Roy, the tan, college-aged Loch Ness Coast Guard, bossing them again. Roy zoomed his patrol boat up beside them near the shore of Loch Ness. "Craig! Linda! How many times do I have to tell you? Stay out of the water. I don't want to have to rescue you." Then he roared away again. Roy always seemed to be watching them, trying to ruin their fun. Up the hill behind them, Craig could see Mrs. Carmichael, the hostess at the Bed and Breakfast, hanging out sheets beside the shed. She, too, always seemed to be watching them.

When school vacation started, Craig was happy to be away from bossy teachers. But now he was learning that wherever he went, all the grownups wanted to tell him what to do. Not just in Birmingham, where he lived in a tall apartment building, but here on the shore of Loch Ness, too.

Two whole weeks he had been here, and he hadn't caught even a glimpse of the Loch Ness Monster. And Mom had put him in charge of his bratty little sister, Linda. She tagged along behind him, picking purple flowers along the shore, and sticking them in her braids.

Sticking flowers in her hair was just plain stupid.

And every time she saw a floating log, or even a wave behind a motor boat, she yelled, "I see her! I see Nessie!"

Craig was so tired of saying, "No, you don't! It's not her!" that he walked along in silence, kicking the rounded pebbles along the shoreline with his bare toes.

The warm summer sun beat down on his back, and Craig gazed out across the water. On the opposite shore of the long, narrow lake stood a glen of rounded trees. Wild fowl squawked as they dove for fish. Craig had high hopes when he and his parents left the brick buildings and crowded sidewalks of Birmingham. He was going to see Nessie.

Two more days. The day after tomorrow they would leave. His chance to find Nessie would be gone!

Craig kicked some pebbles along the shore.

Suddenly the earth lurched beneath him. Books and drinks on stands beside the lounge chairs toppled. A large wave came up from Loch Ness, soaking him and Linda waist high. An earthquake! he thought.

The wave receded, and Craig kicked another pebble. He heard a ping, then a chime. He looked down. Something, the size of a shooter marble, glowed blue. He bent down and picked it up. His fingers tingled against the smooth warm glass-like stone. Did this belong to someone? It looked like a smooth old-fashioned jewel, carved for a special setting.

Other tourists farther back on the shore hadn't been splashed at all. They were dashing about, calling to family or friends, making sure no one was hurt.

No one seemed interested in Craig's find. The warm blue sphere pulsed in his hand. Blue fire flashed in its center. "What's that?" asked Linda. "Can I touch it?" He stuffed it into his pocket, and pretended to ignore her.

In the water, he saw another glow, green this time. Another wonderful stone?

"This one's mine!" shouted Linda. She jumped into the Loch and splashed towards it. "I see her! I see Nessie!"

Craig started to yell, "No you..." but the stone in his pocket pulsed warmly against his leg, and he thought he saw the green glow move.

He dashed into the lake, to where Linda was standing, and looked down into the deep dark cloudy water.

A large head, like a swimming dinosaur with fiery green eyes, stared up at them from the murky water. Linda took his hand, silently.

He'd never seen anything so big in his life! It had to be Nessie!