Andrea Mercer’s life went straight to hell after one bad decision and one very strong drink.
Now she can see ghosts. Actual ghosts. Not metaphorical trauma ghosts or “the past is haunting me” ghosts. Dead people.
The first is Elias, a dangerously charming spirit who appears in her bathroom mirror like he pays rent there and somehow knows everything about her.
The second problem is Nate Rourke, a smug fake-medium asshole Andy meets after a tarot reading goes catastrophically off the rails. Unfortunately, fate seems deeply committed to shoving them together.
But fate screwed up.
Andy already belongs to something else. Something old, possessive, and buried deep enough that it should have stayed dead. And the harder she fights for the life and love she actually wants, the more vicious the spirit world becomes.
Because soul bonds are not romantic.
They’re contracts.
And some contracts can’t be broken without blood.
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