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I'm Bree, and I see dead people. Not all dead people. Only those with unfinished business. They're everywhere—I'll be eating my breakfast, and a poisoned heiress glares over my Cheerios. I've returned to my hometown of Grimdale to cat-sit for my parents while I plan my next move. I'm looking forward to raiding their fridge, hanging out with their two kittens, and staying far, far away from anything supernatural. But I forgot that I'm never alone in Grimdale. The three ghosts I used to play with as a kid are back in my life again. Only now I'm their age, and they're infuriatingly attractive.

You discover that the three hot AF ghosts who haunt your manor house are madly in love with you. What do you do? a. Run away screaming. b. Call a priest for an immediate exorcism. c. Get a little kooky and spooky with all three of them…together. I'm Bree Mortimer, and I chose option c. That's right—me and my three ghosts are a thing now. Now that I've discovered I possess resurrection magic, I might just be able to bring them back to life again. That is, if the dark priests of the Order of the Noble Death would stop raising serial killers from the dead to come after me.

Mina, Heathcliff, Morrie, and Quoth are tying the knot in an extravagant ceremony. But when someone sabotages the decorations and Heathcliff receives a threatening note, they realize that a saboteur in the village doesn't want them to have their happily-ever-after. Their wedding misadventures turn deadly when the wedding saboteur murders the celebrant. Add in a duck-napping, disastrous dance lessons, absent book reviewers, Mina's mother's newest business venture, and visits from old friends . . . and enemies, and Mina has a matrimonial catastrophe on her hands.

Luckily, Mina Wilde loves him anyway, as well as her two other literary boyfriends—the 'Napolean of Crime,' James Moriarty, and Poe's contemplative raven, Quoth. It's tough buying the perfect Christmas gifts for three lovers, but Mina's determined to make this year the best Christmas Nevermore Bookshop has ever seen. That is until the charity Christmas tree and all the presents donated by the village go missing. Heathcliff's grinching makes him the obvious culprit, but Mina knows Heathcliff isn't mean enough to steal gifts for the animal shelter . . . or is he?

Mina Wilde is thrilled to be invited to a prestigious writers' retreat at Meddleworth House. Heathcliff, Morrie, and Quoth decide to come along to keep her company and indulge in some of the estate's activities. Mina is excited to get feedback on her first novel, but her dreams of writing stardom are shattered when the other writers tear her work to pieces. A little criticism never hurt anyone, right? Wrong. Their picturesque country holiday soon turns deadly when a violent storm closes in. As the writers gather around the fire to critique each other's work, the power goes out.

The Shakespeare Festival has come to the village, and all of Argleton has gone bard-crazy. Mina's excited about Nevermore being the festival's official bookstore, but a rival bookshop opens up across the green and completely cramps her style.

Victor. Torsten. Cassius – the jock, the artist, the stepbrother. The Poison Ivy Club. Ruthless. Connected. Violent. Untouchable. They rule Stonehurst Prep with an iron fist. If you want Harvard, Princeton, or Yale, they’ll get you in. Guaranteed. But they’ll take their pound of flesh first. A deal’s a deal – you give them whatever they want, and they’ll make your dreams come true.

Cassius. Victor. Torsten. My monster. My strength. My heart. Three cruel, broken kings who kissed me with poison. And woke me from my slumber. I used to think that my future lay beyond ivy-covered walls; College, a career, a white-picket fence… But now I’m bathed in blood and fire.

All I wanted to do was kiss my ghost boyfriends, but instead, I broke the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead. Whoops. Now, a horde of demons and hellbeasts is after us, and if I don't get control over my resurrection magic soon, we're in for some grave consequences. Like the end of the world.

Beware the wrath of a broken blind girl. Victor. Torsten. Cassius – the jock, the artist, the stepbrother. They made me theirs – body, heart, and soul. They got inside my head. They broke down my defenses and made me trust them … maybe even love them. They betrayed me. They think they’re untouchable, but they forget that I’m one of them. I’m the poison flower in their garden, beautiful and deadly, hiding in plain sight. I know all their secrets, Their weaknesses, Their darkest desires, And I’m going to make them pay.