"She doesn't want the house. She wants me-and she won't stop until she wears my skin." Some houses keep secrets. Larkspur House keeps the dead. Sloane Blackwood needs a reset. Divorced, broke, and emotionally fried, she heads to a fog-soaked town to claim her inheritance: a crumbling Victorian mansion on a cliff. She expects water damage and bad vibes-not a full-time ghost with a superiority complex. Edward Larkspur has been dead for 120 years and has opinions about the living. Especially this new woman stomping through his house. But if she solves the mystery of his death, he might finally be free. Together, they'll unravel a century-old murder, outwit nosy locals, and maybe-just maybe-fall into a love that defies death. If the house doesn't kill them first.
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