Sure, I’m dead. Or invisible. Or something equally inconvenient. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have goals.
First: become a real girl. Second: convince the four very hot, very haunted men I’ve been creepily ghosting for five years to choose me as their next obsession. Third: figure out why I have no memories and possibly died without a clue.
Fourth: eat popcorn.
Totally normal, right?
With a sharp tongue, a twisted sense of humor, and a whole lot of supernatural baggage, I’m ready to claw my way back to life—or whatever passes for it in this paranormal circus.
Reverse harem? Obviously.
Dark humor? Required.
Romance? Oh, it’s complicated.
Because if I get my way, I won’t just get answers. I’ll get the guys, too.
