The Haunted (Scratch & Dent)

I thought I had everything: a devoted husband, and a magnificent new house for us to start a family in.

But the house had secrets. The former owner, whose stern portrait hangs in the library -- I swear I can feel him watching me. Touching me. Wanting me.

I could convince myself it was all in my mind until I found out my husband cheated on me...but now, all bets are off.

The Haunted is a sizzling erotic horror that does not have an HEA (because you shouldn't sleep with ghosts...mostly.)

Avid fans will recognize that this is a rebrand of Rough Ghost Lover. Same great story; brand new look.

Daphne stood on the cool white tile of her new entry hall, looking up at her husband with distress. “But we just got here—”

“I know, pet, I know,” Richard said, but he didn’t set his briefcase down.

“And there’s so much unpacking to do—I don’t even know where everything goes.” Boxes were piled everywhere, their belongings and those the house’s prior occupants had left behind.

She didn’t even know how many rooms their new home had, it was immense—and how could it feel
like a home to her, if Richard left her alone their first night there?

“You’ll put it all right. You always do. I’ll be back before you know it.” He reached out and gently held her chin. “It’s just a week.”

“And then?”

“And then I’ll come back and you and I can spend the rest of our lives together.”

“You always say that. And it’s never just a week.” She stared at him, refusing to back down for once. They’d bought this place to have a child in, and children didn’t just make themselves.

The driver idling outside cleared his throat—Richard had a flight to catch. “This time I promise,” he said, turning to leave.

“That’s what you said last time,” she said quietly to herself, watching him go.