Must Love DragonsA Fated Mates Dragon Shifter Romance
Michelle Ziegler
Introduction
He doesn't know what kind of witch he's dealing with.
Kal had no idea what he was walking into when he met Maddie. She might believe that men aren’t from Mars, but he sure isn’t from Earth.
Maddie has enough crazy in her life with one ghost too many haunting her. Too bad fate just threw her a man claiming to be a dragon shifter. If Maddie chooses to accept Kal isn’t crazy, she might be in for the ride of her life. Of course, if she chooses to believe him she’ll have to leave her old life behind.
Kal needs to find his mate before his dragon’s magic consumes him. He might have infinite cosmic powers, but he also has a soul that can’t control the power of the universe. Not without Her. Maddie might be the right witch for him, except the fact she just cursed him to be a chicken. What the hell kind of planet is this anyway?
Copyright © 2019 Michelle Ziegler
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Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, character, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living, or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
To my daughter, who will someday be able to read my books. Your imagination is an inspiration.
Acknowledgments
There's a lot to go into each and every book. My family always comes first, but they also support me and this crazy 'job.' I married my hero. The man who supports my dreams.
I have so many readers to thank, but especially my Beta/Alpha readers. Thanks Lucia, Heather, and Donnie! They have a knack for reading between the lines. Beverly, Shannon, and Carol Z. you are amazing support and awesome cheerleaders.
Of course, my review team is a group that has my undying gratitude!
Lastly - thank you readers! Thank you for giving me a chance and escaping into my world!
Contents
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
Epilogue
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About the Author
1
Maddie squinted as her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the bar.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
A blast of air conditioning sweet relief on her burning skin. The sun baked Roswell like it was the egg on a sidewalk. Home of the creepy and unexplained. God, she’d left this town years ago and now she was back.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in.”
Rolling her eyes, she gave a half-smile to the bartender. “Ellen, nice to see you too.”
“Maddie, get your ass over here. You know I’m just joshing you. But really. You look like you’ve had a rough day. What has you coming back to our little neck of the desert?”
Blowing out a breath, Maddie strolled towards the wooden counter with dents and dings marking its adventures over the years. She chuckled. This bar is like my spirit animal.
Enough of comparing herself to a slab of weathered wood. “Same old, same old. My mother called me and basically wouldn’t talk to me until I came back. Only thing is, she hasn’t exactly shown herself yet.”
Ellen smiled. “Your mother always was an odd one, wasn’t she? I’m sure she’ll be back around soon. How long are you planning to stay?”
Maddie ran a hand over the barstool and when it came back only marginally sticky, she sat.
“Hard to say. You know my mother. Always has something up her sleeve.”
Ellen nodded as she wiped down a glass. “Yeah. She was always good at throwing the poor town for a loop. One too many futures and cheating spouses. Poor woman. Hey, have you seen the house -”
“Ellen. Another,” said someone across the room. Maddie didn’t bother looking. This town always had new people, mostly paranormal beings, maybe something unexplainable, aliens she supposed, and sometimes an oddball human here and there.
Maddie tried to think back to the last conversation she’d had with her mom. Marriage, settling down, and stability all came to mind. Maddie didn’t like stability. She loved traveling, loved her work. Or she had. Right up until her show was canceled. How in the hell did a real ghost hunter show get canceled?
The network said she wasn’t authentic enough for the audience. Maddie flicked her finger and a shot glass appeared.
“Maddie. You know we have glasses here. But, sure. This one's on the house.”
Ellen plunked down another shot and poured the tequila. “One for old times.” Ellen nudged the glass with her finger. “Bottoms up.”
Maddie followed and nearly gagged on the burn, coughing as she dragged in air past the searing sting of the alcohol.
“Been a while then?” asked Ellen.
Sucking in a breath, Maddie nodded and wheezed a response against her windpipe’s desperate plea.
“Yes,” was all she croaked out.
Ellen laughed. “Definitely not the old Maddie I remember. You put us all to shame back in the day.”
Yeah, she put everyone to shame because she'd constantly tried to drown out her mother's predictions.
Maddie finally got a breath in, her eyes stopped watering, and her words found their way out.
“Yeah. I don’t really drink anymore, or well, I hadn’t until now.”
Flashes down memory lane raced through her brain like the Indy 500. This place was full of memories. Ones that she’d rather forget. Maddie wanted to know why her mother stayed, but it was obvious. The magic, that was why. Even in her death, her mother could still see
