Stirring Up Trouble: A Warlocks MacGregor Novella (6 page)

G
reen Vallis Annual
Winter Skate

Over a thousand sparkling holiday lights arched over the stretch of frozen creek to welcome the townsfolk as they skated through MacGregor land. Donna had been wrong. Her new-old family didn’t think they were better than the townsfolk. They simply needed to protect their magick from prying eyes. After remembering her own experience at the hands of the witch hunters, she could appreciate their need to keep mortals unaware.

Donna lifted her new camera as another couple skated across the end of the course. Unfortunately, when she’d had her little entranced episode in the forest, her instinct had been to hide the camera like it was Malina. The camera did not survive the puddle she’d mindlessly shoved it in.

The skating couple smiled at her and waved up to where she stood on a platform. Considering how rich her family was, she didn’t need to worry about money. And yet she felt some thrill in knowing this year she’d be selling a lot of skate pictures, thanks to the lovely set up.

The creek decorations had been carefully planned by Cait. They were a perfect progression of colors from white to blue to green to red and then white again. At the end hung giant lighted snowflakes.

Fergus wrapped his arms around her from behind. The unmistakable press of his interest molded against her hip as he leaned into her. “I think ya took enough. Let’s go sneak away to bed.”

“After everyone is done skating,” Donna answered, taking another shot.

“We can’t after,” Fergus grumbled. He kissed her neck, sending tiny shivers of desire over her. She knew instantly he was trying to use his magick to heighten her physical desire for him. It was working. The sensation shot straight down to settle between her legs.

“And why is that?” she whispered, turning in his embrace.

“MacGregor challenge.” He grinned like a mischievous child. “We’re going to skate the course naked.”

“You know, I should probably worry about how much you all seem to enjoy being naked.” Donna let her hand skim down to cup his ass. “It’s a good thing you look so wonderful doing it.”

“Hey, did you get us?” an irritated woman shouted.

Donna blinked, letting go of Fergus’s ass as she turned back to the creek. Grumpy Mrs. Callister stood on the ice with her thirty-something daughter, Grace.

Automatically, she lifted her camera.

“Aye,” Fergus answered before Donna could take the picture. “And it was a lovely vision, lassie.”

Mrs. Callister simpered and smiled at the compliment. The two ladies skated off before Donna could take the shot.

“You’re lucky I lost the Elspeth jealous streak,” Donna said.

“I’m lucky because I found ya twice.” Fergus lifted her hand and slid a gold band onto her finger. “I know we technically did this already a lifetime ago, but what do ya say? Marry me again, my heart, in this lifetime?”

“Yes, Gus.” Donna sniffed back happy tears. “I’ll marry you in this life, and the next, and the next and the…wait. Can I take that back? You’d better not be giving me any other lifetimes. I like this one. If anything happens to me, with your spell casting, you’ll end up keeping your promise by getting married to a donkey.”

“Quiet your tongue.” He kissed her to silence her teasing. Skating townsfolk began to cheer loudly below them. Donna laughed against his mouth but had no intention of stopping what they were doing. Ever.

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Michelle M. Pillow,
Author of All Things Romance™
, is a multi-published, award winning author writing in many romance fiction genres including futuristic, paranormal, historical, contemporary, fantasy and dark paranormal. Ever since she can remember, Michelle has had a strange fascination with anything supernatural and sci-fi. After discovering historical romance novels, it was only natural that the supernatural and love/romance elements should someday meet in her wonderland of a brain. She’s glad they did for their children have been pouring onto the computer screen ever since.

Michelle loves to travel and try new things, whether it’s a paranormal investigation of an old Vaudeville Theatre or climbing Mayan temples in Belize. She’s addicted to movies and used to drive her mother crazy while quoting random scenes with her brother. Though it has yet to happen, her dream is to be in a horror movie as 1. A zombie or 2. The expendable screaming chick who gets it in the beginning credits. But for the most part she can be found writing in her office with a cup of coffee in pajama pants.

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C
at-shifter Prince
Rafe knows that technically he’s supposed to be going to Earth to find a bride, but he doesn’t see the need to rush things. While his dragon-shifter neighbors appear all too eager to claim their mates and settle down, he’s all for putting that final moment off and enjoying his little trips through the portal. Yeah, yeah, eventually he’ll have to marry and set a good example for his people because on his planet females are rare and they need to have children and blah blah blah. But honestly, cat-shifters are known to embrace their feral side and it would take a very impressive female to tame his.

Then he sees Jenna Kearney and all bets are off.

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