A Wish Across Time
Raritan Manor Ranch Book 3
a Paranormal Romance series
by C. R. Moss
Myrddin’s Point of View on Life and Love
(a Feline Familiar visits Inner Goddess)
Some people need a gentle push.
Some people need a hard poke or two. While others, well, they need a good kick
in the arse. I know that may come off sounding a bit harsh, but I am a tough
love kind of fellow. There is only so much leeway I will allow my loved ones to
take before I intervene. After all, my charges do need to make mistakes and try
to find their way in life on their own. But, if they continue to flounder and
not get on the right path, you can be sure I will be there to re-direct them.
Granted, due to my stature and
physical nature, I cannot kick anyone in the bum in the literal sense, but I
can get under their feet. And the lovely ladies I live with know that all too
well. I am a lucky guy to have such wonderful women in my life to love and be
loved by. But, alas, I cannot fill all of their needs.
I found my first charge, my Wiccan
practicing mistress Cassandra, when she was at a low point in her teenage
years. The night I walked out of the forest and into her company was kismet. We
had an immediate connection and have been together ever since. I have seen her
through college, a fast marriage, an even quicker divorce and a move to her
current home. Before I could bring Cassandra’s true love to her, I needed to
take care of her cousin, Julie, and Julie’s friend, Evelyn.
The first tale of love concerned a
ghost in our house by the name of Quinn who yearned for his ideal woman. Aunt
Mae, Cassandra and I were tiring of his lamentations, and I helped to bring him
forward to match him with his woman, Evelyn, whom he’d waited for long enough.
Then I worked with some spirt guides to bring Julie's soul twin forward. Now
that Cassandra has seen what the power of love can do for people and their
lives, it’s her turn.
Who am I and how might I do this,
you ask?
I am my psychic mistress’s feline
familiar, Myrddin. I am a handsome black cat, if I do say so myself, with long
silky hair, fluffy tail and piercing yellow green eyes. And, due to my
connection with my mistress, I can make suggestions which she is usually wise
enough to follow. I can help Cassandra see the different sides of things and
the larger picture of the world. Through her I can also engage others to assist
me. And, if my cunning but extreme tactics to bring her and her lover together
go as planned, all will work out fine.
Myrddin would like to present the third
book in the Raritan Manor Ranch series:
A
Wish Across Time
Blurb
A woman once shunned. A man now changed. There’s a
thin line between love and hate.
When Wiccan practitioner Cassandra VanAlder encounters a man from her past who’d broken her heart, she casts some spells to help herself while wishing karma would deal out some payback. The spells turn against her, and before she knows it, she finds herself falling for him again.
Ryan Keene finds Cassandra enchanting
and feels he’s met her somewhere before. She and her best friend, Debi, won’t
give him any clues as to her identity. He loves challenges and doesn't plan to
back off from her until he finds the answers he seeks. He's told he has three dates
to win her over.
Will she close off her heart or will she
allow herself to feel again?
Excerpt
Her gaze darted from the paper to
the people at the altar. Rings. Her
heart sank in anguish. Sorrow sat heavy on her stomach. She fingered the black
cat pin she wore on the lapel of her navy blue jacket. The handmade accessory
was an artist’s rendition of her cat, Myrddin.
That night, long ago, when Ryan had
dumped her, a kitten had wandered out of the tree line surrounding the mountain
home of her childhood and into her life. The cat seemed to have known she
needed consoling. It only took an instant for the two of them to become
attached to each other. Myrddin grew to be a great companion and familiar.
Cassandra had the pin created and cast a spell on it to always stay connected
and comforted by her feline friend. Sometimes she wondered if Myrddin would
have trotted out of the tree line had she and Ryan stayed together.
Ryan rubbed the back of his neck
again and glanced into gathered throng of guests. His haunting gaze caught
hers.
“Ryan…psst…Ryan,” the groom uttered.
Ryan shook his head and looked at
the man in front of him. Subdued snickers tittered through the sanctuary.
“The rings, please?” The minister
held out his hand.
“Oh, geez, sorry,” Ryan stammered,
shoved his hand into his pocket, and fumbled to remove the rings. He held the
bands out in the palm of his hand.
The minister blessed them and handed
one to Lara and the other to the groom. Jeffrey placed the band on Lara’s
finger, repeating the words per the minister’s prompts, “I give you this ring
as a symbol of my love and faithfulness. As I place it on your finger, I commit
my heart and soul to you. I ask you to wear this ring as a reminder of the vows
we have spoken today, our wedding day, and as a reminder of my undying love for
you.”
Cassandra drew
in a shuddering breath. Way back when, on an autumn evening,
Ryan had almost said the same to her during a romantic moment. Remembering his
words, tears clouded her eyes. You’re my love. My heart and soul I promise to you with this ring.
He had then slipped a silver ring with a solid, milky white opal heart shape onto her right
finger, the humps facing her nail, and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Her
heart had been captured.
What a fool I was then.
Ryan glanced
her way again.
She traced the
edge of her pin and nibbled her lip. Was he trying to place her? Figure out who
she was? A shiver ran through her body.
“Cass? Are you
all right? You’ve gone pale,” Julie murmured near her ear.
Cassandra
nodded, keeping her gaze glued to the wedding ceremony while toying with the
cat pin. Calm yourself. You’re not that
young girl anymore.
Lara took the other ring. She placed
the band on Jeffrey’s finger and repeated the vows, “I give you this ring as a
symbol of my love and faithfulness. As I place it on your finger, I commit my
heart and soul to you. I ask you to wear this ring as a reminder of the vows we
have spoken today, our wedding day, and as a reminder of my undying love for
you.”
“By the power vested in me by the
State of Nevada,” the reverend stated, “I now pronounce you husband and wife.
You may kiss each other.”
Jeffrey and Lara sealed their vows.
Ryan took one more look in her direction. One of his eyebrows rose in tandem
with the corner of his lips.
Her gaze
widened. No. He can’t remember. I can’t deal with him. I don’t want to deal
with any man, not after what he did—and after the fiasco with Charlie. She
touched her pin and chanted under her breath, begging the universe to make him
forget any memories he had of her.
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?
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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?
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Author Bio:
More about C.R. Moss:
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/
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