His Touch Feels Real in My Dreams, But He's Been Dead for a Century Being the new owner of a haunted house wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I inherited my great-aunt's New Orleans home. But here I am, dealing with exploding light bulbs, mysterious axes on my doorstep, and a malevolent entity that seems determined to choke the life out of me. My only ally? Drake Montague, the charming, French-speaking ghost of a police officer who's been haunting my house since 1919. Drake’s also my protector against the darkness that's invading our home—a darkness that's growing stronger by the day and has a mysterious connection to the infamous Axeman murders that happened around the turn of the twentieth century. Just when I thought my life couldn't get any more complicated, my handsome contractor neighbor Ryan Kelly has me feeling things I haven't felt in a long time. But how can I focus on romance when I'm fighting for my soul? With the help of a warlock-for-hire, a voodoo practitioner, and Drake's spirit literally inside me (long story), I'm in a race against time to uncover my family's connection to the house and banish whatever evil has its sights on me. In New Orleans, the line between the living and the dead isn't just thin—it's practically nonexistent. And I’m caught right in the middle of it all.