by W. J. May
The Chronicles of Kerrigan Prequel Boxset #1-3
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Christmas Before the Magic - Book #1
Learn how it all began … before the magic of tatùs.
When Argyle invites his best friend, Simon Kerrigan, home for the Christmas holidays, he wants to save Simon from staying at Guilder Boarding School on his own.
Simon comes along and doesn’t expect to find much more excitement in the tiny Scottish town where Argyle’s family lives. Until he meets Beth, Argyle’s older sister. She’s beautiful, brash and clearly interested in him. When her father warns him to stay away from her, Simon tries, but sometimes destiny has a hope of it’s own.
Question the Darkness – Book #2
Learn how it all began … before Rae Kerrigan.
The sins of the father are the sins of the son.
What did Rae’s father do that put fear in people’s eyes at the name Kerrigan?
Simon Kerrigan is a bright kid. He likes to ask questions and push adults in their way of thinking. He’s falling for a girl he’s been warned to stay away from. Tempted by forbidden love, he also must face the biggest challenge of his life: receive a tattoo on his sixteenth birthday.
This ink is going to give him a supernatural ability unlike anyone before him. When secrets of the past begin to reveal themselves, he questions everything he’s ever known.
Pressure from Guilder Boarding School and the Privy Council only confuse Simon more as he struggles to find himself.
How hard will he have to shake the family tree to find the truth about the past?
The Chronicles of Kerrigan Prequel is the beginning of the story before Rae Kerrigan. Christmas Before the Magic is just the beginning (but not the end...)
Into the Darkness – Book #3
What did Rae’s father do that put fear in people’s eyes at the name Kerrigan?
After a mysterious attempt is made on his life, Simon Kerrigan has more questions than ever, and this time, he's not the only one. The beginnings of a secret society are formed at Guilder. A society of other like-minded students all unsatisfied with the status quo. All searching for the truth.
But things aren't always as they seem.
When Simon gets an unexpected visitor, his entire world is turned upside-down. Suddenly, the rules that were made to keep him safe, are the only things standing in his way.
Who can he trust? Can he learn to master his tatù? Most importantly, can he do it in time to protect those things that are most precious to him?
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Question the Darkness Book II
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Into the Darkness Book III
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
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Rae of Hope
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
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ristmas Before the Magic Book I
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Copyright 2015 by W.J. May
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Description:
Learn how it all began … before the magic of tatùs.
When Argyle invites his best friend, Simon Kerrigan, home for the Christmas holidays, he wants to save Simon from staying at Guilder Boarding School on his own.
Simon comes along and doesn’t expect to find much more excitement in the tiny Scottish town where Argyle’s family lives. Until he meets Beth, Argyle’s older sister. She’s beautiful, brash and clearly interested in him. When her father warns him to stay away from her, Simon tries, but sometimes destiny has a hope of it’s own.
The Chronicles of Kerrigan Prequel
PREQUEL –
Christmas Before the Magic
Question the Darkness
Into the Darkness
Fight the Darkness
Alone the Darkness
Lost the Darkness
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Chapter 1
“And that, kids, is your last class till the New Year!” Lanford actually sounded excited. For a first-year teacher, he probably was. He now had two weeks of Christmas break with no kids to lecture or tutor. Nor did he have to hang out in the dingy halls of the decrepit old buildings of Guilder.
Simon sighed. He knew he was being unreasonable. Professor Lanford wasn’t that bad; besides the fact, the guy was starting to lose his hair. He didn’t look super old, but by the time the professor was in his sixties, Simon bet Lanford would be sporting a wig or one very bad-looking comb-over. Simon ran his fingers over his own curly mop of brown hair. That was never going to happen to him.
Focus, Simon. Making fun of Lanford’s increasing forehead size wasn’t the reason he was off today. He grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder before heading out of the Oratory. The carvings on the walls seamed to follow him as he headed out. He shuddered. The whole campus was eerie. All based on a stupid theory by King Henry VIII, and now he, Simon Kerrigan, was trapped in this place for another two and a half years.
His mother always moaned that time sped up as you grew older. It couldn’t freakin’ move fast enough now. He was the only kid in his year who didn’t have his tatù yet. Guilder Boarding School, in all its finery, had moved him up a year because of his apparent brain smarts. True, he was bored in his previous year, so the headmaster and the other professors believed moving him up a year would challenge him more.
It didn’t. It sucked. He couldn’t go to class with his friend, Argyle. He didn’t like the older kids, with all their cockiness and smug attitudes just because they had their tatùs already. Simon had already made a list of things he was going to do once he had his. That was something else Guilder wouldn’t talk about; they worried about his tatù and what would happen when he received it. They knew of his father’s ability and, even though they wouldn’t admit it, they were scared of it.
A boy raced by him and bumped into his backpack, sending it flying off his shoulder and sliding down the hall toward the entrance of the Oratory.
“Hey!” Simon called out. “Watch it.”
“Move over, kid,” the bigger boy laughed and took off, his tatù giving him speed so Simon couldn’t catch him.
“Friggin’ fox,” Simon muttered and bent down to pick up his bag. He never focused on the other boys’ names at the school, only their abilities. Wardell. That was the kid’s name. He had a fox tatù, which meant the boy had speed and some other stuff; except Wardell only knew how to use his speed. He couldn’t figure out any other parts of his gift yet.
Simon scoffed again as he shoved the glass door open and stepped out into the cold “Idiot!” All the kid had to do was figure out the strengths of a fox and see what he could mimic from it. Inks weren’t rocket science, like Guilder and the sacred Privy Council tried to make it seem. A bit of research and practice was required, but, come on, half the kids in this school couldn’t control their ink. It annoyed him to no end. When he got his tatù next spring… he already knew he would be miles ahead of this rat-pack.
Zipping his coat, he frowned at the grey clouds and overcast weather. Another wet Christmas, stuck alone in the shitty halls of Guilder. At least the place would be quiet. Only the odd professor might be about. Last Christmas had been quiet. He’d spent most of it in the library at Joist Hall, reading and learning every tatù possible. So what if his parents seemed to avoid him the closer he got to sixteen? It was their problem, not his. He hadn’t done anything wrong – had he?
“Simon!”
His friend’s voice, cracking with the effects of adolescence, echoed through the grounds and old limestone buildings brought a smile to Simon’s face. “Argyle!”
Argyle ran to catch up to him, pushing the glasses up the end of his nose, his blue eyes bright with excitement. “You aren’t going to believe this.” His thick Scottish accent seemed to turn his words into a song, no matter how he spoke them.
Simon laughed and clapped his buddy on the back. “What’s up, mate?”
“Oi! I just spoke wit’ me folks. Yer not stayin’ here for the ‘olidays! Yer comin’ back wit’ me!”
“To Scotland?”
Argyle nodded excitedly. “It’ll be great! Just ma sister will be a pain, but don’t worry. She just teases me all the time.”
“Why?” Simon knew Argyle’s sister from the picture he kept on his dorm room wall.
“She knows nuthin’ ‘bout Guilder. She thinks it’s a prep school. Or reform school. Last time, she said it was a school for wayward boys. What the heck is a wayward boy, anyway?”
“She’s spot-on there,” Simon laughed. “Wayward, eh? Definitely you and me.”
“I dunno.” Argyle scratched his head. “I think she’s just jealous she’s at a local school.”
Simon’s natural ability to recall things clearly zoomed in on the memory of the image on Arygle’s wall. His sister had creamy white skin set against beautiful dark hair that had Shirley Temple curls. On most, the curls would make them look like a kid, but Argyle’s sister had high cheekbones, rosy red lips, and blue eyes that seemed to hold the ocean inside of them along with secrets she knew how to keep. Simon rolled his shoulders. He got all that just from a photo?
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��Is she younger than you?” Simon didn’t think she looked much younger than Argyle in the photos, but he’d never asked.
Argyle scoffed. “She’s older! Seventeen months older, and takes pleasure in reminding me all the time.”
Argyle pretended to looked annoyed, but Simon knew Argyle really loved his sister. He’d heard his friend talk to his sister on the phone. You couldn’t hide love. “She’s older?” His eyebrow cocked up. “Really?”
“Yup.” Argyle pushed his glasses up again. “She knows nothing about Guilder. Me da doesn’t want her to know. Me ma knows nothin’ neither. So when yer ‘ome wit’ me, please don’t say anything.” He stared at his feet. “I think that’s one of the reasons me da said it was okay for you to come. You don’t ‘ave yer ink yet either.”
“Three more months.”
“Ach! I’ve another seventeen months!”
If Simon didn’t know his friend, he would have believed his frustration; except Simon knew that secretly Argyle was relieved. They’d been in school together for four years now, and each year, Argyle seemed to get more and more anxious as his sixteenth birthday grew closer. Not wanting to tease his friend, Simon changed the subject. “How’d exams go?” A couple weeks in Scotland would be better than staying here any longer than necessary. Each day, Guilder seemed to disappoint him more and more.
Why would such a prestigious school want to be so secretive? The school built in 1520 was one of Britain’s finest educational institutions – it said it on the aged stone that sat just as you pulled into the school’s drive. As he matured, Simon felt the school didn’t make students feel gifted; they wanted you to hide your tatù, not push your abilities to the limit, unless, of course, your tatù could be used to the benefit of the Privy Council.