Deborah McTiernan

Hello Bookworms!

July 4th Holiday weekend is here! To celebrate Summer I'm running an AMAZON FREE EBOOK GIVEAWAY for LILLY NOBLE & the PHANTOM RUSH: Chosen One Fights an Unstoppable Evil, tightly wrapped in a DANGEROUS FAIRY TALE!

Grab your free copy on AMAZON starting at midnight tonight (Pacific Time) JUNE 30, ending midnight JULY 4.

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Thank you!
Always leave room for a bit of MAGIC!
Deborah

Lilly Noble & the Phantom Rush

Hello Bookworms,

Next month I'll be posting a Kindle Free Giveaway for book number 2 in my Lilly Noble series, Lilly Noble & the Phantom Rush!

Story Title Definition:
Phantom Rush: Spirit stampede. Mass exodus of ghosts from a graveyard or favorite haunt to elude evil.

Here's an excerpt from Lilly Noble & the Phantom Rush!

PROLOGUE
RAVEN’S LANDING, MAINE
The heavy bell of the nearby church tower struck.
Three, four, five...
Headmaster Morlock Mondragon rolled over on the sofa
and stared hard at the fire flaring in the hearth. Flaring? “What time is it?”
Confused, he listened for the hour.
Six, seven...
It was way past eleven when he went to sleep.
Eight...
He listened for sounds of kids scurrying in the hall between
the tolls. And then he remembered.
Nine...
Apart from the handful of students and the few teachers assigned to supervise them, Bonaventure’s Academy of Magic on Raven’s Landing was practically a ghost town.
Ten...
Why was his office so dark?
Wood in the fireplace crackled, shooting up sparks. To his
great astonishment, the church bell continued to toll.
Eleven...
“No, no that can’t be right.”
The pad of paper and raven-quill pen resting on his lap slid
to the floor.
Twelve.
The tolling stopped.
The night went quiet and still.
Groggily, he realized he’d been asleep only a handful of
minutes. With an exasperated sigh, he reached down to retrieve pad and pen from the floor. He was surprised to see his breath smoke.
“What the...?” His breath smoked again.
Morlock groped for the pad, fumbled the pen, and without bothering to look, placed both on the small end table behind his head.
Flexing his stiff, tingling fingers he realized his hands were numb. His palms on his cheeks felt like icicles.
For no logical reasons he could fathom, his dungeon office seemed oddly unfamiliar and extremely cold.
He endeavored to piece together the chill in the room despite the blazing fire. But the darkness was so complete he could scarcely distinguish his surroundings.
This must be a dream.
Of course, it was the only logical explanation.
The fire always kept his office comfortable.
Another foggy breath escaped his lips.
The air inside his office thickened with scattered gloom
and a biting chill. The cobbled masonry of the walls trembled. Stone dust rained down from the ceiling. Pulverized mortar puffed out from between the rocks forming the dungeon cell.
Morlock knew right then this was no dream.
Lifting his gaze, he watched a reflection undulate across the glass doors of the bookcase.
The draped and hooded phantom floated like mist along the floor in his direction. A thin layer of ice unfurled in the spirit’s wake. Frosting the furnishings, the crystal coating glittered in the firelight.
Morlock gathered his wits as best he could before he blurted, “I did exactly as you instructed.” Fog poured from between his words.
The phantom’s empty hood folded from side to side as if shaking its invisible head, no.
“Yes! Yes, I did,” Morlock insisted as firmly as he dared.
Inside the hood, the darkness remained a black and bottomless void.
“But the ancient prophecy, it tells of the girl who remembered! She can’t possibly be the one we’ve been waiting for!” Morlock knew it was pointless to argue. His opponent in this discussion was dead, after all.
Morlock was no stranger to ghostly encounters, but this particular spirit was unknown to him. Therefore, its behavior remained strange and unpredictable.
The phantom lifted a hollow sleeve and pointed at the pad and pen on the end table behind him. The hood gave a single nod.
In that moment, the man’s entire belief system was instantly shattered. For it was on that tablet of paper, Morlock had written a single name:
LILLY NOBLE
Casting his eyes around the room, Morlock reassured himself. The phantom had brought along none of his specter army.
“I’m afraid,” but Morlock was terrified actually. “There is nothing more I can do for you at the moment,” he said, exhaling a frustrated breath of smoke.
It was then that Morlock felt a heavy change in the air, and of one thing he was absolutely certain.
A war was coming.

Stay tuned my bookworm friends!

Magic is everywhere,
Deborah McTiernan

Lilly Noble & the Phantom Rush

Lilly Noble & the Moonlight Murders

Happy New Year Goodreads Book Lovers,

Hope everyone enjoyed wonderful holidays and rang in 2023 in style. My style was ringing in the New Year with a good book!

Currently reading Lisa Jackson's THE THIRD GRAVE pub. July 2021. Haven't figured out who the murderer is yet, as her red herrings are leading me in three differnt directions. Enjoying the story and Lisa's storytelling style very much. Also, I'm using this book as research, for the book I am currently writing, book #4 in my Lilly Noble series, LILLY NOBLE & THE MOONLIGHT MURDERS.

Just finished posting the cover for this book. I'd love to get your opinions on this cover.

Wherever life takes you, always leave room for magic!

Deborah

Hi you guys,

I'd like to send a big thank you to Ms Ashley Krominga with Teach For America-St. Louis Corps Member & Alumni Community. Thanks to a post by Ms Krominga, I've begun receiving requests from teachers and school directors in the St. Louis, MO area for donations of print copies of "Lilly Noble & Actual Magic" for their classroom and school libraries.

If anyone reading this is interested in receiving donated copies of "Lilly Noble and Actual Magic" for their school, please contact me at deb@deborahmctiernan.com. Let me know how many copies you'd like to receive, and the address where you'd like them shipped.

My goal is to donate 500 print copies of "Lilly Noble & Actual Magic" before the book's relaunch scheduled for March 17, 2014. With 62 copies donated so far, I am well on my way to meeting that goal.

Deborah Tirney-Mctiernan

PS The Lexile Score for "Lilly Noble & Actual Magic" is 1070L.

Deborah, Thank you for your friendship here.

Thanks for your friendship. :-)