Hi
all! Thank you for having me here today! :)
I’m
pleased to share information about my new release, Journey Across Time, and the first book, Dream Across Time, with everyone. Journey Across Time is the second book in a renewed series of mine,
which is now called Raritan Manor Ranch.
Many
years ago in a state far away (Texas at that time), I started to write romance.
Before that, as some of you may already know, I’d been into writing horror.
Still am, but that’s a tale for another day under my other pen name. Anyway, at
that time, I came up with ideas for a few stories that revolved around a
particular family and a matchmaking cat who all lived in New Jersey. New Jersey
is where I’d been born (even more years ago) and raised.
There
was a house and piece of property up the road from my family’s place that I’d
been enamored with and considered buying if it were ever to find itself on the
market. Obviously, I never did make that particular real estate purchase since
I live over two thousand miles away from it now, but I did the next best thing.
I used it as the house in the series, though please note, I’ve taken artistic
liberties with its architectural plans. ;) The house on the cover does resemble
what it looks like in real life. One of the pics I’ve included for this post is
a blurry one, taken when hubby and I drove past it one day.
Some
of you might notice that the first two stories (and the third one once it
becomes available) seem familiar. The first three books in the Raritan Manor
Ranch series had found a publishing home once upon a time, but alas, as some
relationships go, that wasn’t meant to be a lifetime one. Back in their ex’s
home, they had different titles and a different series name. Now the books have
been given new life through Evernight Publishing. The fictional house and
family in the stories have relocated to Nevada, word count has been added, the
stories have been re-edited, and the current series title pays homage to a
river in NJ that I grew up near. And, yes, the cat (who is modeled after my own
fur baby) still plays a part in the stories.
Thanks
for giving me a few minutes of your time! I do hope you’ll check out this
series and my other books. :)
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A woman in love. A ghost
in need. A man possessed.
Evelyn Sheridan is in love
with Raritan Manor Ranch’s resident ghost, Quinn, but can only experience his
embrace in her dreams.
Quinn VanAlder, who
doesn’t realize he’s a ghost, loves Eve and wishes she’d stop saying they can’t
be together.
While at the ranch, Alex
VanAlder arrives for a visit, and Evelyn’s hopes rise. Perhaps she will be able
to have a real relationship after all. Alex, though, has no interest in Evelyn.
Yet, every time the house cat, Myrddin, comes around, Alex feels like a man
possessed and wants Eve with a passion.
Caught between loving a
ghost and putting up with a man who can’t make up his mind, Evelyn is at a
loss. Can the magic of the ranch help Evelyn to stop being caught between two
worlds?
Journey Across Time by C.R. Moss
Raritan Manor Ranch, 2
Genres:
Erotic, Paranormal, Time Travel, Romance
Heat
Level: 3
Approx.
Word Count: 23,750
There
is magic on the ranch.
A
woman examining life. A man on a quest. Time restores his spirit and her love.
Trent,
a man in the past on a mission to discover where he belongs, embarks on a
spiritual journey. His spirit guide, to his dismay, is a frisky feline named
Myrddin. During a ritual, the cat brings the soul searcher forward into Julie
VanAlder’s world.
Julie
is attracted to the newcomer on the ranch, but his strange mannerisms and
speech dictate she use caution, especially when she learns where he’s from. A
botched relationship, supposed time travel, spiritual mumbo jumbo…it’s almost
too much for Julie to take.
Can
Trent make her believe in destiny and win her love before it’s too late?
Excerpt
But
now Trent doesn’t even look like he was ever affected by the car ride. Amazed at how much energy he had,
she sat up and crossed her legs. Boy,
what a sight he is.
Trent, shirtless and showing off
his built body, strolled from the water, moving with precision. The women
around her tittered, whispering fast and lewd phrases about “the hunk.” Her
gaze swung to one group of females whose attentions and words confirmed their
obvious appraisals of the man. She looked back at Trent. His quadriceps rippled
with each stride, fighting against the sand’s resistance. He stopped and wiped
his forehead. Beads of water trailed down his light brown skin, glistening on
him like pixie dust. He bent over, then quickly straightened. His long black
hair made an arc in the air, casting off the seawater. Trent ran his fingers
through his slick and shiny locks.
Poseidon
come to life. Beautiful Greek god incarnate. Julie sighed. No
wonder he's making the women flap their lips. If one of her girlfriends
were nearby, she’d be chatting up a storm with them about him too.
Her pussy warmed, as did her
breasts. He seemed to be a heady dose of sizzling hormones just by looking at
him, making her body flush with desire that rolled into a burning need.
She shook her head. Stop thinking about how handsome he is! Just friends. That's all it can be. With him or any man since I don’t want my
heart broken again.
He sauntered over and retrieved a
bottle of water from a cooler. After taking a long draught, he proceeded to
dump the water over his head. He ran his fingers through his wet hair again. A
mischievous glint twinkled in his eyes. His gaze traveled over her, then to the
other sunbathers around them. A smile lit his face and faint lines creased
around his deep brown eyes, slanted provocatively.
She lifted an eyebrow. “What’s that
look for?”
He chuckled. “I am astounded by all
the scantily clad women…showing much more than just an ankle.” He watched a
tall, thin blonde dressed in a bikini walk by, his head turning as she passed.
“How decadent and scandalous...arousing, actually. I may not be able to contain
myself.” His gaze whipped back to Julie and he winked.
Drawn to him by his charm, Julie
rolled her eyes and smiled back. She couldn’t help it. Talk about arousing. His six-pack abs were right there, two feet
from her face. All she’d have to do was lean forward, extend her hand, trail a
finger along the dark divots of the muscles.
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An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories
for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of
Possibilities.
So what does she write? She writes stories from the light
and sweet to the dark and deadly with varying degrees of sexual heat. Writing as
C.R. Moss gives her and her muses the freedom to explore worlds of
possibilities when it comes to love. And where does the tag line “Love &
Lust in the Wild West” fit in? Well, for one, she lives in NV. Two, her stories
take place, either in part or in full, in and around the Las Vegas area. In
fact, even this website sports “a look of home.” The background picture was
taken in an area just a few miles west of Las Vegas and happens to be the
inspiration for the setting of the Double D Ranch Tales saga.
She also has a passion for penning dark fiction. Writing
under the name Casey Moss allows her to slate other stories under Horror ~
Paranormal ~ Suspense ~ Thriller ~ Urban Fantasy. Visit: http://caseymossbooks.com/
