Night Flight

By Meriam Wilhelm

To everyone else Olivia Merriman's life in New Moon Beach is nearly perfect. Her beloved beach city is filled with friends and family, she owns a successful - slightly haunted- sewing and crafting shop and her old flame, Jonathan, is on his way back into her life. But Olivia, a young witch just getting a handle on her spell binding skills knows something just isn't right. Not only are her spells all going wrong, she has a new, undesired and uncontrollable habit of taking off flying at night. No one in her family of witches has ever done this and she's starting to really worry that she might be one damaged witch. When Olivia is plopped at sunrise in the middle of the hills of New Moon Beach, she fears the worst. Does somebody have it out for her? A wizard or a jealous witch? Maybe it's one of her mischievous newfound relatives. Or could it be that Olivia's own witchy-wiring has gone all haywire? Hiding this from her mortal boyfriend has suddenly become a lot more difficult than she ever expected. Whatever is going on if she doesn't get it under control and soon she's going to lose her sanity and a whole lot more! And to make matters worse - New Moon Beach is in for some rocking times as Olivia learns that she is slated to be the next leader of her coven; ready or not.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Meriam Wilhelm
• Release date: Jul 15, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310683817

Meriam Wilhelm

After spending over thirty five years in education I discovered my love for writing and decided that it was time to retire to create my own magical beach city. Modeled after Redondo Beach, California, where I grew up - I’ve had a super time introducing readers to the Merriman community. A family of witches filled with love, magic and never ending adventure, these three sisters and their extended family members are constantly running into one paranormal problem after another.My latest book, Murder By Magic, is my first attempt at writing a cozy mystery and I hope that you find as much enjoyment reading it as I did writing it. Feel free to stop by my website where you can see my other books and learn about my love for sewing and traveling. I even included a picture of me and one of my troll friends that I met on my recent trip to Bergen, Norway. www.meriamwilhelm.comI hope that you find your own magic soon...until then, you can borrow mine!

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The Witches of New Moon Beach Series

Night Flight

BY:

Meriam Wilhelm

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The Witches of New Moon Beach Series

Night Flight

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This book is dedicated to my husband who understood my desire to write and gave me his love and support throughout the process.

To my children who listened to all of my crazy witch stories.

And to Rebecca Forster, who gave me her support and valuable insights as I transitioned from non-fiction into fiction.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Prologue

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

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Preview of Book 3

About The Author

Prologue

I woke with a start. No, no, no. Not again!

Rubbing my eyes I looked up into a cloudless blue sky and recognized the sound of waves crashing on a nearby shore and I knew that I had done it again. I was no longer snuggled in my own bed; I was somewhere else far from home.

At least this time as my sight cleared and I looked around a little more, I was relieved that I actually recognized where I was. On two other mornings I had awakened to find myself somewhere other than in my bed and twice before I had been terrified; unsure of where I was or how I even got there.

But today was different. I was tired of waking up afraid and uncertain. Today would be the day that I would learn how to deal with what was happening to me.

The morning breeze brought a chill as I wrapped my arms protectively around myself and looked down to see that my pajamas were wet through and through from the damp grass where I had apparently landed. A stray leaf had lodged itself in my hair and I swiped at it as I rose to look around. Could this get any weirder?

I was chilled to the bone and goose bumps riddled my body. My teeth chattered as my bare feet, tingling from the cold, sunk further into the damp mucky soil; leaving in sight only the toenails I had recently painted with Pretty Pink Polynesian polish. I knew that I had better start clearing my brain as I grabbed a quick calming breath of chilled ionized air.

Damn. Why did this keep happening to me? More importantly, now that I was here, how was I going to get home? And what was I going to do about the fact that you could now see right through my soggy pajamas? After all, who wore underwear beneath their jammies?

You notice that I didn’t ask how I got here. I had already started to figure that part out. I guess that you could say that I flew here in my sleep; a skill I didn’t even know I had until recently. This was something new, over which I apparently had no control - at least not yet.

Chapter One

My name is Olivia Merriman and my sisters and I all live in New Moon Beach, California. It’s a wonderful beach city that almost got trashed when a big hotel wanted to move in and mess with our simple life by the sea. But I’ll get into that in a minute.

As I said, New Moon Beach is a great place to live. I recently returned here after finishing up college and I’m thrilled to be back. It’s safe to say that I love this city and the people who live here! New Moon Beach is my home.

My sister Constance owns a deli in town called Supernatural Subs and I am the proud owner of Mystique Creations, a sewing and crafting shop just down the street from the deli. I run the shop with my best friend, Gail. Oh, and my sister Harmony, she’s been the Mayor of the City of New Moon Beach for about a year and a half now. And I can tell you that her early days as Mayor have been a doozy!

There’s something else that I think is important for you to know; something that most of the residents of New Moon Beach don’t even suspect. We are a family of witches who practice white magic. No dark witchcraft or black magic for us; nothing for you to freak out about.

Our dad is a witch too; he’s one of our family of four. But I’ll fill you in on him later because he is what we call complicated. Our mother was a witch too. She’s been gone since I was little, but her spirit seems to be popping up unexpectedly lately. All I can say is that it feels extraordinarily freaky to me as I don’t remember much of her from my childhood.

Lately I’ve been having some trouble with my magic; especially when it comes to my spell casting skills. So I haven’t been performing magic a whole lot these days. Which is a real bummer when you’re a young, vibrant witch like me. But not to worry; I haven’t given magic up altogether.

Because of me, or maybe better stated, because of something that I did with my magic, the early stages of that hotel I was telling you about washed out to sea. Yep, the Bella Vista Hotel never got built at the end of our block. There was all of this brew ha ha about this big, massive structure moving into our little beach city. It was pretty gnarly for a while with everyone having a different opinion about the whole thing. While some people were in favor of the hotel, others not so much. A few merchants and the city council members were clamoring for the additional revenue the hotel could bring in, others residents were fearful that the hotel would mess up our quaint beach city. And, I guess that it was especially hard on my sister Harmony, trying to balance the demands of her city council with the wishes of her sisters and friends. She’s had a love/hate relationship with most of her council members since the hotel thing started; something that I guess you could say I am directly responsible for since I got so involved and actually caused a lot of the mess.

So okay, who wants a big old hotel at the end of their block, especially one that requires the destruction of their brand new, awesome shop? Not me and not my sister, Constance. So all I did was cast a little spell to convince the developers to move the hotel somewhere else. It was an innocent enough spell cast with the best of intentions in mind.

Well, remember that I told you that I’ve been having some trouble with my spell making skills? That hotel spell of mine got way out of hand and I’m sorry to say that a few people got hurt and a lot of property got damaged. My bad!

At my behest Mother Nature worked up quite a storm and all of the hotel planning stuff got washed away, along with the roofs from several homes of our city residents. I never did understand how such a simple spell got so super charged and destructive. Anyway, it took quite a while for our city to get back to normal. And it took even longer for things to calm down between me, my sisters and our father.

But something good did eventually, come as the result of my spell. The MaxDon Land Development Company decided not to put the Bella Vista Hotel at the end of my street. And, with the help of our family of four, my friend Gail and just a touch of magic, we located a new spot for the hotel to go. Oh, one more piece of important information for you to know; my friend and co-worker Gail is a witch too! She’s an awesome water witch with certain powers that my sisters or I don’t even have. But we can talk about that more a little later.

My on- again, off- again boyfriend, Jonathan Maxwell, is the son of the original guy who wanted to build the hotel. After the spell driven storm, Jonathan’s dad got ticked off, tired of trying to make it all work in New Moon Beach. So he gave up on the whole hotel idea and ran back to San Francisco, which was fine with me. I think Jonathan’s dad is a real skunk. He’s not real fond of me either, even though he has no idea that I am the one who called in the storm. He also doesn’t know that I’m a witch. Neither does Jonathan which is just one more thing that I need to get working on.

Anyway, Jonathan just joined forces with our good friend and millionaire Larry Webber and they are planning to build a different kind of vacation spot on some land that my sisters and I inherited up in the Rolling Rock Hills of New Moon Beach. The new land was identified to us through a spell that my entire family participated in, so I guess that you could say we are all partners in this new venture.

And that’s just where I’ve landed this morning. I am standing, shivering on the cliff overlooking the city of New Moon Beach on one side and the ocean on the other; on the land where our new hotel is supposed to go. I am relieved that it must still be early in the morning and no one is around yet to witness my tremors, bare feet or see through jammies.

Unfortunately for me, we haven’t had time to get much started at this new site yet. There’s more open land and abandoned orange and apple trees than anything else.

Fortunately for me, just yesterday Jonathan had what I call a command center trailer hauled in. And I happen to know that there is a working phone inside. And even though the trailer is locked and I’ve been told to stop attempting any new spells, I need to get inside. So I feel compelled to cast a tiny, little spell, so wish me well:

All things are possible, let the Spirits agree

Come to my aid, give me what I need

As I view this lock which stands in my way

Please know that I have no time to delay

Open the door and clear my way

And I shall be grateful for the rest of the day

With a snap of my fingers the door unlocks and I shimmy in out of the cold. All it had taken was just one small spell and voila! Who would ever know? And, luck for me it had actually