Haunt My Halls
Cian
I thought my life was fairly boring…until I died. Now death—that’s fucking boring. At least it is when you’re trapped inside the same four walls day in and day out for half a century and counting. Sometimes the people who live in my house are entertaining, but it’s been vacant for months…that is, until now.
I have no idea who she is, but we’re drawn to each other like moths to a flame. When she touches me, I feel it! Our connection breathes life into me, and I’ll do anything to keep her. Anything.
Trissa
Dead parents? Check. Crippling anxiety with a debilitating fear of vehicles, and a butt-load of unresolved trauma? Check. Douchebag ex-boyfriend? Check. Forced to live in a giant Victorian house haunted by a hot ghost who I plan to ride until the sunsets (and then do it again)? Check!
A few slight problems, though. To get my happily ever after, I have to unveil my ghost, uncover a magical conspiracy, and confront our pasts. I’m not worried… I can be very persuasive.
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