Amelia Fang and the Unicorn Lords. Laura Ellen Anderson
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First published in Great Britain 2018
by Egmont UK Limited
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Text and illustrations copyright © 2018 Laura Ellen Anderson
The moral rights of the author and illustrator have been asserted
First e-book edition 2018
ISBN 978 1 4052 8706 7
Ebook ISBN 978 1 7803 1831 8
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FOR GRANDAD JOHN
The cheekiest most brilliant nine-fingered musician around.
‘About as handy as a frog on a bike!’
Love you always.
Twiglett xxx
CONTENTS
MEET THE NOCTURNIANS AND GLITTEROPOLANS
1. WHY DO I ‘AVE TO BE THE UNICORN?
2. THE WISHING WELL OF WELL WISHES
11. STRONG INDEPENDENT UNICORN
WHY DO I ‘AVE TO BE THE UNICORN?
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! squeeed the pumpkin alarm clock at first light.
Amelia Fang stretched and scrambled out of her coffin. Her pet pumpkin Squashy was bouncing around licking everyone excitedly.
‘Oh, Squashy,’ Amelia said through a yawn, ‘how are you so wide awake?’
‘SQUISH EVERYTHING!’ moaned Florence Spudwick, rolling over. Florence was a huge, rare breed of yeti, not to be confused with a beast. She was also one of Amelia’s best friends.
‘It can’t be time already?’ Grimaldi groaned, pulling his hood over his face. Grimaldi Reaperton was Death himself. But until he was older, he only dealt with the deaths of small creatures in Nocturnia, leaving the bigger creatures to his grimpapa.
It was the Halloween holidays and the sun had risen in the Kingdom of the Dark, which meant that every creature in Nocturnia and the scary suburbs would be going to bed – apart from Amelia Fang and her friends. They were about to embark on a very big quest to the Kingdom of the Light.
‘FLORENCE!’ said Prince Tangine La Floofle the First, clapping his hands twice. ‘I demand breakfast!’
‘DON’T CLAP ME!’ said Florence, clenching her big hairy