C.R. Moss

Look What the Cat Dragged In Today…


I’d like to thank Deena Remiel for letting me blog here ~ so thank you! We met at the wonderful reader conference, Arizona Dreamin’, at the beginning of June 2011 and discovered we both lived in New Jersey at one time in our lives. So I’m happy to talk on her blog about a particular series of mine since it’s set in NJ.
Let me introduce myself. My name is C.R. Moss. I currently write for eXtasy Books for my erotic works and Devine Destinies for my non-erotic stories. For more information about me feel free to visit my website at www.crmoss.net
Now for the fun stuff… The third (last) book in the series I’m blogging about was released June 15 through Devine Destinies. As you may have guessed by the title of the blog, the series is called Look What the Cat Dragged In, and it includes a frisky feline familiar, Myrddin. In the first story, For Evelyn, a ghost who haunts Raritan Manor is brought forward with the help of the cat. Myrddin acts as a sprit guide in the second story, For Julie, and brings a man from the past into the present. For Cassandra, the third book, shows when Myrddin entered his mistress’ life and how he helps her deal with a guy from her youth.
The first Look What the Cat Dragged In book is based off a story idea that came to me in the 90’s. I lived in central NJ, in what used to be a rural area. The kind of place where when I was in middle school we could look out the window and see cows. (Now it’s all houses, condos and townhomes.) Farms, old homes and historic houses were prevalent in our town. There was this one beautiful old house in my neighborhood, set up on a green hill, back from the road with woods on both sides and a river across the way, and I said to myself “I wonder if the place is haunted.” From that thought, a story was born. Evelyn’s story was originally planned as being only one tale following secondary character, Philip, from my romantic suspense novel Concealed Affairs (available at http://www.extasybooks.com), but my characters had different ideas. The one story idea morphed into three, and Philip is Cassandra’s love interest. So even though the real house may not be haunted, in my world I made it so.
There are two more novellas in the works, under the series heading Myrddin Tales, to finish out giving all the characters a spot in the limelight. Those will be campfire ghost stories held in the field behind Raritan Manor.

Info on the series and a small taste from For Cassandra. All three stories are available at http://www.devinedestinies.com

For Evelyn ~ A woman in love. A ghost in need. A man possessed. Myrddin, Cassandra’s frisky feline familiar, has his work cut out to get two lovers together. Evelyn is in love with Raritan Manor’s resident ghost, Quinn, but can only experience his embrace in her dreams. Quinn, who doesn’t realize he’s a ghost, loves Eve and wishes she’d stop saying they can’t be together. While at the manor, her friend, Julie, is prompted by Cassandra and Myrddin to invite their cousin, Alex, for a visit. When Alex arrives, 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 Myrddin comes around Alex feels like a man possessed and wants Eve with a passion, but the moment the cat leaves he’s back to his old self again. Caught between loving a ghost and putting up with a man who can’t make up his mind, Evelyn is at a loss of what to do and feels as if she’s losing her mind. Can Myrddin get the right people together without causing too much heartache in the process?

For Julie ~ A woman examining life. A man on a quest. Time restores his spirit and her love. Trent, a man on a mission to discover where he belongs embarks on a spiritual journey. His spirit guide, to his dismay, is frisky feline Myrddin. During a ritual, the cat brings the soul searcher forward into Julie’s world.  Julie is attracted to the stranger from the start, but his strange mannerisms and speech dictate she use caution, especially when she learns where he’s from. A botched relationship, time travel, spiritual mumbo jumbo, it’s almost too much for Julie to take. Can Trent develop a plan to win her love and make her believe in fate before it’s too late?

For Cassandra ~ A woman once shunned. A man now changed. There’s a thin line between love and hate. When Cassandra encounters a man from her past who’d broken her heart, she casts some spells to help karma deal out some payback. The spells turn against her and before she knows it she finds herself falling for him again. Will she close off her heart or will she cross that thin line between hate and love and allow herself to feel again?
Excerpt for For Cassandra:
      The sky’s fiery colors faded into a deep indigo. Pinpricks of starlight dotted the darkening blanket of space. The minutes passed. Orion’s belt brightened. A flash of silver streaked across the heavens.
   “Did you see that?” he asked, his voice vibrating with excitement. Maybe now she’d lighten up.
   He held back a sigh of frustration. Her tone had held a hint of curiosity in it. Perhaps the ice encasing her was melting. Holding the bit of hope close to his heart, he took advantage of the opportunity the shooting star represented. “We need to make wishes.”
   She tilted her head back, her face pointing to the night sky. A brief, startled expression crossed her features. It happened so fast he wasn’t sure he’d actually seen it. A tiny smile played at the corners of her lips.
   A strange, disjointed sensation swept through him. Memories tapped at the edges of his mind. Everything seemed so familiar to him, he wondered if what he was experiencing was what people meant by déjà vu.
   The breeze carried distant children’s laughter to them, propelling him into a long forgotten recollection.
   The girl with the braces and the light brown hair
   What was her name? No matter how hard he tried, the name wouldn’t come.
   She was with me after a football game. The spectators and the two of us were all having such great time, laughing, joking, singing. After all, the home team had won. I was walking her home when we’d seen a shooting star. She squealed in glee and said we needed to make wishes. The girl mentioned that they both had to think about the wishes, but couldn’t speak them because if they did, the wishes wouldn’t come true. I didn’t really believe in all that, but her happiness was important. I went along with her. She’d gazed into my eyes, and I couldn’t help myself. I kissed her. A brief brush of our lips, but the light contact had made my heart soar.
   He wondered what happened to her and wished he could remember her name.
   Blinking, he turned his head toward the voice. “Hmm?”
   “You zoned there for a second. Or were you just making your wish?” She snickered. “Wishing on a star. It seems kind of silly to do such a thing.”
   “Why is it silly? Don’t you believe in making wishes on falling stars?”
   She shrugged a shoulder, gazed at him with her big, stormy eyes, licked her full rosy lips. The small actions lit a fire of desire within him. He struggled with what to do next. In previous similar circumstances, he had no qualms about making a move, advancing a relationship, but with Cassandra his instincts cried caution, exercise resistance. Then again, nothing was ever gained by not taking chances. To hell with playing it safe.
Thanks for visiting me here today!
Happy Reading,

C.R. Moss ~ Worlds of Possibilities… where the paranormal is normal ~ www.crmoss.net


2 Comments Add yours

  1. hotcha1 says:



    1. Deena Remiel says:

      Glad you like! 🙂

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