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Tiger's Blood Book Review

Tiger's Blood Book Review - Reviewed by Kidzworld on Dec 27, 2006
( Rating: 4 Star Rating)

We review the magical adventures in Tigers Blood, the novel by Laurence Yep!

Title: Tiger's Blood
Author: Laurence Yep
Ages: 9+
Rating: 4


In this sequel to The Tiger's Apprentice, we're back to hanging out with Tom Lee and his magical friends, Mistral the dragon, Mr. Hu the tiger, Monkey, and Sidney the flying rat. In the first book, Tom and friends managed to keep the evil Vatten and his minions from getting the Phoenix Egg and turning Earth into a charcoal briquette. Now they have the egg and, to keep it safe, they're off to the dragon kingdom at the bottom of the ocean. Grab your swim fins, it's time to get wet!


Splashing Around with the Dragon Kingdom

Tiger's Blood starts with Tom and his friends diving into the politics and weirdness of the magical underwater dragon kingdom. Unfortunately, once they get there it gets really slow. It's interesting to hear about the underwater kingdom, but nothing exciting happens until you get halfway through the book.


Angry Dragons!

The most interesting part of Tiger's Blood is how Tom was saved by an infusion of magical tiger blood. Now he's getting a little weird and the tiger spirit, Mr. Hu, is really weak. Tom's friends are also a bit of a problem 'cuz in the dragon kingdom, Mistral and Monkey are wanted criminals!


The Bottom Line

If you're in the mood for a fantasy story in a magic kingdom, and don't mind waiting for the exciting stuff to start happening, Tiger's Blood is a decent story. It has fun characters and, when stuff starts getting crazy, with ancient chinese monsters, spells and spies, it really goes nuts!


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