About the Book
Title: Solomon’s Bell
Author: Michelle Lowery Combs
Genre: YA Fantasy
To save her family, Ginn uses her newfound genie powers to transport herself and her friends to 16th century Prague. Only one thing there remains the same as at home: she can't let anyone know what she really is.
The Emperor of Prague and those closest to him are obsessed with magic. In pursuit of it, they’ve waged war on the citizens of their city. In the citizens' defense, someone has brought to life a golem, a dangerous being with connections to an artifact capable of summoning and commanding an entire army of genies. Can Ginn escape the notice of the Emperor as she attempts to discover a way to defeat Prague’s golem in time to save her family from a similar creature?
Solomon's Bell is the sequel to Heir to the Lamp and the second book of the Genie Chronicles series.
The lamp is tucked away in my backpack. I lost it once right after my grandmother gave it to me on my 13th birthday and ever since I’ve tried to keep it with me or very near at all times. I sling the pack over my shoulder and head across the backyard to Dad’s workshop. Any other day, I would have taken the lamp up to the attic—the perfect place, I’ve discovered, for traveling by lamp—but with Malory upstairs with CJ, the attic doesn’t seem like such a good idea this afternoon.
The brass lamp, etched with the swirling figures of mythical animals, is comforting in my hands as I place it gently in the darkest corner of the dank workshop. A quick look around for details I’ll need to recall to get back, and I’m off: hurdling through the open air made golden by dazzling sunshine.
I land on my feet in the fine sand of the beach that exists within the lamp by the will of the most powerful djinni Rashmere says he’s ever known: my long ago ancestor Aliya Muna. The hot sun on my back as I trudge up the beach to a grove of tall palm trees makes me long for Rashmere’s company. I never dreamed I’d miss him so much when I insisted that he see the world again for the first time in centuries.
The sight of the small, dilapidated shack nestled among the palms isn’t the surprise for me it once was. I pull the flimsy door open and step into the vast coolness of my sanctuary. The towering shelves of books along the stone walls seem to call out to me. I’ve been spending several hours each week flipping through the hundreds of volumes and scrolls that line the shelves, but my favorite remains Aliya Muna’s journal. I cross the room and pull the journal, covered in blue dragon’s hide, from its spot on a shelf next to the thick black grimoire Rashmere and I were able to reclaim from the Order last fall. The magic contained in the grimoire includes all the instructions necessary to conjure a djinni—minus, of course, the most important element of any djinni spell: his or her name.
Michelle is an award-winning writer and blogger who studied business and English at Jacksonville State University. She lives in Alabama with her husband and their army of children. When not in the presence of throngs of toddlers, tweens, and teens, Michelle can be found among the rows of her family's farm, neglecting her roots and dreaming up the next best seller. She is a member of the Alabama Writers' Conclave and the Society of Children's Book Writers & Illustrators (SCBWI).