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All About Cassondra Murray

Cassondra Murray has two life mantras. The first is how hard can it be? Never afraid to take on something new, her sordid career track has including event planning, Search & Rescue dog handling, photojournalism, songwriting and beekeeping. The one thing she’s done consistently since age 11 is write.

She lives with her husband in Southern Kentucky farmland amid grain fields and cows, where she juggles two dogs, five cats, one hive of honeybees and a smack-talking crow. She writes suspense and futuristic romance, and tries hard to avoid the homemade cake on the counter, since her second life mantra is, Life is uncertain…eat dessert first.

If it’s a water gun duel or truck nuts, Cassondra considers it fair game for a blog. So if you see her watching, be careful! You could end up in a post on romancebandits.com


Dance with the one that brung ya

It’s prom season.  I don’t have kids, so can you guess how I know this? It’s because I tried to go to dinner last Saturday night with some friends.  We pulled into the parking lot of our favorite place, and outside the restaurant door was a crowd of gorgeous young women in ball gowns, mixed with boys looking uncomfortable in tuxedos.  We just turned around and went to another place.  More ball gowns.  Big poofy ones this year. Seems to be a retro thing happening with poofy dresses for weddings and proms.  Good luck finding a restaurant on Saturday if
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Grass

  No, not the kind you smoke, although you may think that’s what I’m doing, since I was supposed to post a blog at midnight and did not. It’s my lawnmower’s fault.  Really.  Size does matter. I have an enormous lawnmower.  It’s a big, heavy tractor type. Twenty-six horsepower engine, 54” cutting deck with three blades.  It’s screaming orange.  But technique matters more than size, apparently even with lawnmowers.  Mine regularly gets stuck in ditches. I got home from a business trip on Tuesday night.  I’d been away for nine days.  Wednesday morning I got up and stared at the
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No Ugly Mugs

How many mugs do you own? Coffee mugs, y’all.  I mean coffee mugs. If you come to visit at my house, I will almost certainly offer you coffee.  I’m known for being a coffee-holic, and even when I’m taking a break from caffeine, I still have to have decaf.  Remember that Randy Travis song?  The lines go,I’ve got friends who don’t pay their bills on home computers/And they buy their coffee beans already ground  It’s an old song called Better Class of Losers.  I’ll link to it here so you can listen to it if you’re too young to remember
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  • Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
  • On Her Side
  • The Mammoth Book of Ghost Romance
  • Unraveling the Past
  • The Casanova Code
  • BBS cover
  • One Book in the Grave
  • sex, lies and valentines
  • Pages of Sin
  • sex lies and midnight
  • sex lies and mistletoe
  • Out of Sight
  • Deadly Little Lies
  • The Avenger
  • THe Watcher
  • Redeeming the Rogue
  • How to Seduce a Billionaire
  • Feels Like Home
  • Heiress in Love
  • Money Shot
  • Dangerous Kisses
  • One Night Scandal
  • Murder Under Cover
  • The Prodigal Son
  • Just for the Night
  • Midnight's Wild Passion
  • Living in Color
  • The Surrender of Lacy Morgan
  • Breaking the Rules
  • A Marine for Christmas
  • Elly: Cowgirl Bride
  • Scandal of the Season
  • Winter Longing