They're in the revenge business! Jess and Frank's father has stopped their allowances for four whole months! That means that Jess can't go anywhere or do anything with her friends. Worse yet, Frank owes money to Buster Knell, the bully. How can Jess and Frank earn some cash—fast? By starting a business, Own Back, Ltd. It specializes in revenge, which every kid needs to seek at some time, they figure. Most don't have the courage themselves. But Jess and Frank do—for a price! Lots of clients show up. But Jess and Frank soon discover that the revenge business can be pretty complicated, especially when it turns out that there's another one in town—owned by Biddy Iremonger, the fiercely competitive local witch!

Must cutthroat tactics and backstabbing be synonymous with “getting ahead?” Does success in the corporate world equal spiritless, energy-draining drudgery? Successful business leader and experienced Witch Stacey Demarco, insists that spirituality and business are not mutually exclusive. Combining Wiccan principles with down-to-earth business techniques, Witch in the Boardroom demonstrates how to rejuvenate your career and your spiritual life. Demarco illustrates how to achieve material and spiritual fulfillment in the workplace by applying Witchcraft laws, spellworking, and magical thinking. Inspiring stories from the author's own case studies confirm the potency of the rituals and spells outlined in this Wiccan-based guide to business success.

The Wheel of the Year is given a fresh spin in this inspiring ode to the Wiccan life. Month by month, Bronwynn Forrest Torgerson invigorates Pagan principles with rituals, songs, spells, and poetry. But the underlying thread of this whimsical Wiccan tapestry is Torgerson's own personal stories—funny, enthralling, and moving—that illuminate one Witch's way. This rich collection offers spiritual lessons, belly laughs, and heartfelt wisdom to Witches everywhere. Mingling the practical and the personal, Torgerson explores journeys in January, love and transformation in February, communion in June, and the power of song in September. Between lyrical verses and original parables, you'll witness the author's joys, struggles, minor miracles, and thrilling encounters with the divine. From the mundane (magickally finding the perfect apartment) to the mystical (receiving guidance from the gods), Torgerson recounts the sacred forces that have shaped one Witch's life.

Manifest your dreams with easy-to-follow spells that align with the cycles of nature and the universe. Magic can change your life and help you manifest your best self. Anyone with the curiosity and willingness can connect to the power of the natural and supernatural and to blend ancient practices in a modern context. Adapted from Sarah Bartlett’s The Witch’s Spellbook, this guide gives new and aspiring witches a simple path to the art of practical magic and the empowerment of magic spells. Following an introduction to the basics of witchcraft, The Witch’s Spellbook for Beginners holds an abundance of spells organized by concern—including your self, change, wishes, love, home and family, career, money, and protection. Whether you are looking to channel spirit guides and those who have passed over, need a protection amulet for you or a loved one, or manifest a new direction that aligns with your life’s desires, this spellbook will empower and inform your budding craft as a witch. Harness the power of the astrological elements, explore the lunar cycles and how they can enhance your magic, and embrace the seasons to amplify your spells and divination work. The spells include: Find Your Life Direction Restore Holistic Health Make a Decision Manifest an Aspiration Ignite Desire Get Over a Breakup Change Careers Open the Door to Prosperity Banish Negativity Plan your spellwork by date, season, and lunar phase, and identify spells that can be used any time, using the calendar index of spells at the back of the book. Start your journey into witchcraft with purposeful and practical spells for every day and every event.

When Sage arrives at the School of Unnatural with her best friend, Nikolas, she is determined to return to her coven a more powerful witch. However, her plans are upended when she meets Caspian, who is set to be the next Alpha. After the Wolven Witch wars, witches and wolves were sworn enemies. Yet, Sage is connected to Caspian, and the two begin a relationship that could lead toward only destruction. --- Sage gasped as he pressed against her. She didn’t answer his question. His hands wandered to her hips, squeezing tightly. Caspian searched her eyes before dipping his head to kiss her neck. “Were you searching for me?” His voice heated her from the inside out. Sage sighed into him as his lips trailed down to her collarbone. She turned her head to give him better access to her throat. Sage didn’t know how to answer him. She hadn’t been searching for him, yet she found him. --- The Alpha's Witch is created by Amara Nelson, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

To save her sister’s life, Julia Grey seeks a spell hidden somewhere within Merriweather Manor. Her position as a lady's companion affords her the freedom to search the house. But time is running out. The necromancer she's bargained with is growing impatient. And an unexpected appearance of a man from her past makes matters worse in an already complicated situation. Basil Merriweather returns to England after ten years abroad to discover his childhood sweetheart living in his home. But, he's no longer the carefree man of his youth and she's hiding something--deadly secrets Basil vows to uncover even as he hides a dark secret of his own. While neither Basil nor Julia will trust in the other, their hearts speak a truer language. In a grand attempt to save Julia's sister and Basil's life, the two must finally confess sinister truths. Will their admissions help or hinder any future they may have together? Or will the necromancer destroy all in a vile attempt at revenge.

When Mr. Cardus left the sitting-room where he had been talking to Ernest, he passed down a passage in the rambling old house which led him into a courtyard. On the farther side of the yard, which was walled in, stood a neat red-brick building one story high, consisting of two rooms and a passage. On to this building were attached a series of low green-houses, and against the wall at the farther end of these houses was a lean-to in which stood the boiler that supplied the pipes with hot water. The little red-brick building was Mr. Cardus’s office, for he was a lawyer by profession; the long tail of glass behind it were his orchid-houses, for orchid-growing was his sole amusement. Thetout ensemble, office and orchid-houses, seemed curiously out of place in the gray and ancient courtyard where they stood, looking as they did on to the old one-storied house, scarred by the passage of centuries of tempestuous weather. Some such idea seemed to strike Mr. Cardus as he closed the door behind him, preparatory to crossing the courtyard. “Queer contrast,” he muttered to himself; “very queer. Something like that between Reginald Cardus, Esquire, Misanthrope, of Dum’s Ness, and Mr. Reginald Cardus, Solicitor, Chairman of the Stokesly Board of Guardians, Bailiff of Kesterwick, etc. And yet in both cases they are part of the same establishment. Case of old and new style!” Mr. Cardus did not make his way straight to the office. He struck off to the right, and entered the long line of glass-houses, walking up from house to house, till he reached the partition where the temperate sort were placed to bloom, and which was connected with his office by a glass door. Through this last he walked softly, with a cat-like step, till he reached the door, where he paused to observe a large coarse man, who was standing at the far end of the room, looking out intently on the courtyard. “Ah, my friend,” he said to himself, “so the shoe is beginning to pinch. Well, it is time.” Then he pushed the door softly open, passed into the room with the same cat-like step, closed it, and, seating himself at his writing-table, took up a pen. Apparently the coarse-looking man at the window was too much absorbed in his own thoughts to hear him, for he still stood staring into space.