Katrina is so beautiful, she's almost perfect. She only has two flaws. She's possessive. And she's dead. William adores Katrina, but he almost forgets about her when he meets Adelle, with her gentle smile and winsome ways. So what's he to do? He certainly can't be faithful to a dead girl. Even though he loves her, so much so he visits her grave every day. Even though she haunts him and constantly reminds him of the terrible thing he did. Even though she might just drive him to do something terrible again. Very soon.

Trapped in a cursed forest with the boyfriend who murdered her wasn’t how Katrina planned to spend the Afterlife. She might be a ghoul and hell-bent on revenge, but that doesn’t mean she has to be miserable. Or does it? Someone or something has been singing at night, a voice that makes her wonder if there’s still hope. It actually makes her want to right one of her many wrongs. If she could help another ghost find its way out of this wood—to be buried on hallowed ground—then Katrina will know she’s not truly a monster. But what if the magical creature who cursed this wood finds out her plans? And what if he offers her what she’s been longing for ever since she was murdered? Revenge in the Afterlife isn’t what she expected. Neither is love.

One wicked night. One blast from a silver horn. Then the Wild Hunt begins as the Faery King summons all the dead to rise from their graves and join him. Their ghostly caravan sails through night skies where—against their will—Katrina, Dead William, and Adelle are forced to join in. But everything has been different since the Faery King kissed Katrina—she’s now made of flesh and blood, and her ears have grown as long as a faery’s ears. On top of that, she can now cast magic spells, something she could never do before. Why would the King give her so much power? He’s definitely planning something dark and wicked, and Katrina doesn’t have time to figure out what. Because he might be grooming her to be his next Queen. But his queens don’t last very long. Something mysterious and horrible happens to each one, and then they are never seen again.