A Dash of DestinyWarlocks MacGregor Michelle M. Pillow® Click Here to Join Michelle’s Mailing List A Dash of Destiny (Warlocks MacGregor®) © copyright 2020 by Michelle M. Pillow First Electronic Printing October 27, 2020 ISBN: 9781625012395 Published by The Raven Books LLC ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. All books copyrighted to the author and may not be resold or given away without written permission from the author, Michelle M. Pillow. This novel is a work of fiction. Any and all characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or events or places is merely coincidence. Novel intended for adults only. Must be 18 years or older to read. Michelle M. Pillow® and Warlocks MacGregor® are registered trademarks of The Raven Books LLC Contents About A Dash of Destiny Warlocks MacGregor® Series Michelle’s Bestselling Series Author Updates Dear Readers Note from the Author 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 The Series Continues Warlocks MacGregor® Series Join the Exclusive Club! About Michelle M. Pillow Free Reading Guides Please Leave a Review About A Dash of Destiny A dash of destiny and a pinch of passion can change everything… Scottish warlock Rory MacGregor knows something from the supernatural world is trying to kill him. He’s not sure exactly what that something is, but it’ll make for a fun adventure figuring it all out. Of course, nothing is simple, so when Fate tosses in a dash of destiny to keep him on his toes by way of an enchanting new arrival in town, he’s all in. He just wished she was too. Life hasn’t turned out as planned for Jennifer Greene. After taking care of her sick father for years, she’s come to Green Vallis, Wisconsin, for one reason only—a job. She isn’t looking for adventure, even if it’s by way of a tempting Highlander in a kilt or men streaking across the countryside. And she definitely isn’t looking for love—even though love is looking for her. Warlocks MacGregor® Series Scottish Magickal Warlocks Love Potions Spellbound Stirring Up Trouble Cauldrons and Confessions Spirits and Spells Kisses and Curses Magick and Mischief A Dash of Destiny Night Magick More Coming Soon Visit www.MichellePillow.com for details. 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Pillow Note from the Author The term “warlock” is a variation on the Old English word “waerloga” primarily used by the Scots. It meant traitor, monster, deceiver, or other variations. The MacGregor Clan does not look at themselves as being what history has labeled their kind. To them, warlock means magick, family, and immortality. This book is not meant to be a portrayal of modern day witches or those who have such beliefs. The MacGregors are a magickal class all their own. As with all my books, this is pure fantasy. In real life, please always practice safe sex and magic(k). Chapter One Ireland, 1693 Rory MacGregor watched the muddy hand give one last twitch before the earth swallowed the woman whole. The stitch in his side from trying to push through the peat bog was nothing compared to the agony of defeat. If not for the fact he needed to catch his breath, he would have screamed. Instead, he tried to keep moving in the impossibly thick mud. His efforts were futile. Rory was knee-deep and sinking. Only too late did he realize his warlock magick was useless in the enchanted trap. For the moment, he was like any other human, imprisoned inside the knowledge that death came for him—in slow, descending inches. He reached his hand into the bog, feeling around in a desperate attempt to grab hold of her even though logically, he knew she was too far away. He shivered at the cold pressure against his naked legs. The smell of the decaying plant life stirred each time he slowly tried to lift his foot. This was not the first time he’d been stuck in a bog, but it was the first time he couldn’t quickly maneuver his way out of it. “Tha mi duilich,” he whispered to the woman he’d tried to rescue. I’m sorry. Rory knew he should back up, but he tried to take a step forward instead. Her eyes, the same dark color as the land that consumed her, had pleaded with him for help. Maybe if he reached her, there would still be time. The bog refused to release his legs. Rory glanced around the flat landscape, stretching his neck to see behind him. He caught sight of a figure along the edge of his vision. He tried to twist farther, but the movement caused his body to sink a little more. “A woman went under,” Rory yelled over his
