by Diana Orgain | Jun 13, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss Chapter One? From Brewing up Murder Chapter Two CHUCK And, so the adventure continues. I’m still in the body of a female dog, thanks to the curse of a psychotic, revengeful witch. The next full moon, my one time of the month I’m allowed to walk around in my glorious man bod, is two days away, and Maeve has dragged me off to LA. Oh, what a joy to be back in the stupid city where I got cursed in the first place! Whatever. Maeve shrieks as she opens the trunk of her Volkswagen, so I bolt out of the car to check things out. She’s my only chance at becoming a man again on a permanent basis, so anything bad for Maeve is bad for me. Last thing I need is my only lifeline getting hurt! Plus, I’m a little in love with her. That’s when I see Maeve picking up a large, black bird. You’ve got to be kidding me. Damien, my new sidekick, has apparently decided to stow away on our trip. “Damien, you idiot,” I say. My little raven buddy squawks slightly. “It sure was hot in there!” “No, really?” I snap, laying into him for his absolute stupidity while Maeve fawns over him. He does look pretty pathetic. She grabs her bag, and we head into the hotel and up a flight of stairs while she mumbles about getting him into some air condi‐ tioning. “What do you think you are doing here?” I ask while he looks down at me from over Maeve’s shoulder. “I thought you could use...
by Diana Orgain | Jun 13, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss part one of Chapter One? From Brewing up Murder Chapter One Continued… The server brought Maeve her drink and took her order quickly before disappearing again. Maeve continued skimming through the book. Some of the spells were very easy and only required an incanta‐ tion while others were much more complicated and required potions or some sort of sacrifice on the witch’s part. Toward the back of the book, there was a list of rules and regula‐ tions for practicing magick, the first of which forbade the use of black magick. “Interesting,” Maeve said. “I wonder who makes these rules? And … what qualifies as black magick?” The server appeared, placing a plate of bacon and eggs down in front of Maeve. Wanda whined, and Maeve gave her a piece of bacon, and the hash browns. Then order an entire side of sausages for Wanda. The dog nearly shook herself silly wolfing down the food. Maeve ate while perusing the book, the question of black magick lingering in her mind. Why would anyone ever want to practice black magick anyhow? Well, there certainly was evil in the world. Maeve couldn’t deny that. So, she supposed that evil witches shouldn’t surprise her. After paying, Maeve and Wanda climbed back into the Volkswagen and hit the road again. When they finally arrived at the Los Angeles police department Wanda followed her inside. Maeve introduced herself to a uniformed officer at the reception window, and the man informed her that the station’s senior officer, Officer Gary Wolfe, was working the missing persons case. After a few minutes, a...
by Diana Orgain | May 31, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
From I Wanda put a Spell on you Chapter One Maeve The opening night crowd at Maeve’s café, Listen: It’s Old Fashioned, buzzed in a loud continuous noisy cadence that made Maeve’s heart sing. A few short weeks ago, searching for some normalcy and a new way of life, she’d blasted out of Hollywood and found Wisteria Pines. The café had only been a dream. Now business was popping, and she’d run dangerously low on pastries. Donnie, her only employee, was in the back attempting to follow a muffin recipe, which left her waiting tables and appeasing the hungry crowd. “Okay, we got two double shot espressos and a scotch,” Gracie called out from behind the counter. Thank God for Gracie, Maeve thought with a smile. Gracie, Maeve’s friend and landlord, had volunteered to help out for opening night. At first, Maeve had refused the offer thinking the opening would be slow, but now she was glad Gracie had been so insistent. Maeve swept up the drinks and sashayed to a corner booth where Bobby Farley chatted with his suited companions. Maeve feared she hadn’t exactly made a great first impression with him, what with her accusing him of murder a few weeks ago. But the man had actually turned out to be a decent human being. “All righty boys, drink up,” Maeve said, putting a hand on Bobby’s shoulder. “Thanks for dragging your buddies away from your regular bar for a night to come out and support me, Bobby.” Bobby smiled. “Hey, darling, I’m always ready to support the local businesses. And, if you continue to serve...
by Diana Orgain | May 31, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss Chapter One? Did you miss Chapter Two? Did you miss part one of Chapter Three? From I Wanda put a Spell on you Chapter Three Continued . . . She entered the main area of the café and almost fell over in shock at the crowd. There were rows of cars in the parking lot, and the line was out the door. “Oh dear,” she said to herself, realizing she’d given anyone within a mile of the café a serious coffee craving. I’m going to have to tell Gracie to watch where she sprays her perfume, Maeve thought and got right to work. Maeve and Donnie made a great team. He worked the register and was actually much more of a people person than Maeve had expected. He was kind to everyone, working fast while also asking politely how so-and-so was doing–holding friendly conversations with each patron. Maeve worked rapidly at preparing complicated drink orders and occasionally slipping into the back to check on whatever muffin or snack cake they had baking in the oven. For the next two hours, Maeve and Donnie both remained on their feet before the crowd slowly dispersed. A few stragglers remained behind to sit and enjoy their coffee, but she and Donnie were about ready to collapse come eleven o’clock. “How about a coffee on me?” Maeve offered. “I’m impressed, Donnie. You didn’t let that crazy rush trip you up at all.” He smiled. “Thanks. And I would love some coffee … and maybe just a minute to sit in the back and get off my feet? I think I’m...
by Diana Orgain | May 31, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss Chapter One? Did you miss Chapter Two? From I Wanda put a Spell on you Chapter Three MAEVE Maeve arrived at the café the next morning, surprised to see five people standing in line in anticipation of its morning opening. Maybe I should open earlier, she thought to herself as she jumped out of her purple Volkswagen. “Morning, everyone!” she called to the small line. “Just give me a few minutes to get the café ready, and then I’ll be able to open!” The group nodded approvingly as Maeve slipped inside her café, mentally ticking through her opening tasks. First take down the chairs, she told herself. That way those people out there can come in and sit down while they wait for me to get the machines started up. As she entered, however, she saw that this task had already been done. “What in the world?” she questioned out loud, but before the words could finish leaving her lips, she spotted Gracie stepping out of the back kitchen. “Morning, sunshine!” Gracie sang. She was dressed in a canary yellow dress with matching strappy sandals. “You look like a blast of sunshine yourself,” Maeve said. Gracie smiled. “Uh … but Gracie?” Maeve questioned. “How did you get in here?” “You didn’t change the locks. This was my grandfather’s old knick‐ knack shop, remember?” Maeve grabbed a flowered apron off a peg and handed it to Gracie. “You need to cover up if you’re going to bake in that outfit.” Gracie slipped the apron over her dress. “Right! I need to careful after last night. I don’t...
by Diana Orgain | May 31, 2021 | iWitch, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Did you miss Chapter One? Did you miss part one of Chapter Two? From I Wanda put a Spell on you Chapter Two Continued . . . Her eyes open wide, and her pupils dilate. Oh, yeah, good ol’ Chuck knows how to keep a lady on her toes! She yanks her hand away, and I keep my smile and confidence. “Magic?” she questions. “I can’t say that I believe in magic, Mr. Lowry.” “Oh, but I do,” I say, leaning forward. Her entire face is red, the slight pinkish look no longer subtle. She’s swooning, I think. Yeah, totally, that’s what’s happening. “And I definitely feel it in this café. You’ve put … put your magic touch on this place, haven’t you? And you, darling, have definitely cast a spell on me,” I say, enunciating the words as clearly as I can. Then I lock my eyes on hers and say, “And if it’s not too much trouble, I’d love for you to cast another-” And then the pain starts. This horrible, shooting pain goes up and down my left arm all the way to my chest. I step back and grip my chest with my good arm. “Mr. Lowry? Are you all right?” Maeve asks, stepping toward me with a concerned gaze. Oh my God, I’m having a heart attack! “I … I …” I stutter. I’m a little out of breath. I’m way too young to be having a heart attack! I eat right, I exer‐ cise–got to stay looking good for the camera, you know? Why is this happening? I’m about to tell her to...
