Moonlight Haunting (book 1)

Get swept away in a paranormal love triangle with a psychic witch, ghost, and werewolf in this steamy romance.

When Cassie meets Cole, a hunky werewolf with a dark secret, she's immediately drawn to him. But with her heart already stolen by her best friend, a ghost named Matt, Cassie finds herself torn between two very different men. With ghosts popping up and a friend causing trouble, Cassie’s love life may be torn apart.

Will Cassie choose the hottest werewolf or the ghost of her dreams? Experience the thrilling world of werewolves, witches, and ghosts in this paranormal romance.

**SNEAK PEEK**

Cassie woke up in a cold sweat, heart pounding and gasping for breath. The sheets tangled around her legs and twisted in her sweat slicked palms. She'd been gifted with the sight—able to see ghosts, and occasionally she would get premonitions through her dreams. This one had scared her more than most. She blinked the moisture out of her eyes as her vision adjusted to the darkness of the surrounding room.

"Shhh, it's okay. You just had a bad dream," a deep masculine voice soothed, strong arms wrapping around her body.

Cassie looked up into Matt's ruggedly handsome face. How many nights had he helped her through horrifying dreams? How many times had he been there for her when no one else was? Matt had been her rock ever since they met, and his presence always soothed her. He was her best friend, and she wasn't sure what she would have done without him.

"It seemed so real," she whispered, resting her head on his shoulder, enjoying the comfort his strength lent her. It wasn't often he held her like this, but when it happened, she melted into his embrace.

"I'm sure it did, but you're safe and sound in your bed at home. Nothing is going to harm you," he assured her, stroking her hair softly.

Cassie nodded her head, but wasn't quite ready to go back to sleep, worried the dream would return. Flickers of the gruesome scenes tormented her. A crime not yet committed, and one she wouldn't be able to stop, just like all the others. Why was she plagued with the horrific visions if she couldn't help? The people involved were often faceless entities. Sometimes she felt the helplessness of the victims and other times the surge of anger or lust from the perpetrator.

"Thank you for being here," she murmured.

Matt chuckled softly in her ear. "Where else would I go? I can think of no one else I'd rather haunt."

Closing her eyes, Cassie laid back down with a slight smile on her face. She was never quite sure if Matt preferred to haunt her over anyone else because she could see him, or if he truly enjoyed her company. Opening her eyes, she realized Matt had disappeared. Sighing, she rolled to her side and tried to go back to sleep, ignoring the ache she felt inside whenever he was near.

Being in love with a ghost sucked.