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?
Evelyn has been dreaming of the perfect man for as long as she can remember. He’s kind, sweet and has ruined her for all men in real life. To her, Quinn is a figment of her imagination, and she feels she has set herself up for disappointment in her search for love. As she gets older, she realizes that she needs to try and move on, and a change in scenery seems just what she needs. So, she accepts an invitation from a friend to her family’s ranch. While there, she sees a painting that eerily reminds her of her Quinn of a long dead VanAlder relative. Alex VanAlder could pass as Quinn’s twin, and she thinks perhaps her dreams have been leading her to him. Alex does not share the feelings. The only time he seems to be attracted to Evelyn is when the cat is around…are Alex and Evelyn meant to be, or is there a strange power at work at the ranch?
This is a very short but intriguing book. It has some interesting twists and I liked the idea of kind of a congruent timeline where Quinn thinks Evelyn’s dreams are really reality. My only complaint is that I feel the ending was too easily reached. It’s a complicated situation, and I had a hard time believing Alex’s actions at the end of the book. Other than that, I did think it was an interesting concept. I’m not a big believer in the supernatural or fate, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying the book. 3.5 stars.
Evelyn allowed him to lay her down on the hay and didn’t protest when he lifted her top. Enraptured by the heady sensations of his kisses on her bare skin, she lost track of the world around her. Before she knew it, her clothes were off and discarded. She lay naked and submitted to his apprising contemplation.
His gaze, smoldering with sexual hunger, followed the path his hands made down her shoulders to her breasts. Warm palms massaged her mounds, then moved on, exploring her body, caressing her down to her toes. Waves of desire rolled through her.
Quinn’s lips trailed over her body, tracing the course his hands had. His kisses began with each foot, then coursed up her skin, sweetly kissing her navel before traveling up. When he reached her breasts again, he outlined each rosy peak with the tip of his tongue.
Gasping in sweet pleasure, she arched her back, inviting him to take her fully. He understood the willing invitation and suckled on one nipple, then the other as his hands resumed their discovery of her body and slipped between her legs. His touches sent shivers of delight through her that ebbed and flamed with each of his movements.
Evelyn, never feeling such pure and explosive pleasure before, reveled in the euphoria coursing through her. She yearned for more and shifted so he could access her easier.
He stopped, breathing in heavy pants. “My sweet, innocent Evelyn, I have waited so long for this, but I shall stop if you want me to.”
“What do you mean, stop?” her sultry voice questioned.
Quinn lay on top of her and kissed her. His body fit hers perfectly, and his cock pushed at her through his pants. That’s when she understood. An aching need she never felt before brewed within her. Returning his kiss with just as much force, she put her hands between their bodies.
“Evelyn?” Quinn propped himself up on his elbows.
She didn’t respond. Her desires had taken over. She worked quickly to remove his shirt, exposing his hairless, smooth and soft chest and abdomen. He quivered when her fingers traced his muscles. She leaned up and gave his pectoral a quick kiss.
“Evelyn, does this mean…?”
“Yes.” She pulled him down to her, taking his mouth with demanding command. She sensed the thrill of his arousal once he removed his pants. Their bodies entwined, skin to skin, woman to man. She needed more.
An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of Possibilities.
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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/