She came to say “I do.” She didn’t expect the ghost or the body count. Ryley St. James came to the island to get married. Sun, sand, and vows in front of friends and family. That was the plan. She didn’t expect the place to be haunted. And she definitely didn’t expect a ghost to crash her party. The dress is perfect. The vows are ready. The guest list includes psychics, FBI agents, and more sarcasm than champagne. But when a ghost girl no one invited latches on and starts making demands, the weekend spins straight into supernatural chaos. Now Ryley’s dodging a spirit with an attitude, unraveling an old mystery, and trying to keep her dress blood-free. Without her reaper bracelet, she’s basically defenseless, and it’s going to take more than a sandcastle shovel to dig up the truth and the bones to send the dead party crasher into the light. As the bodies start stacking up like some twisted scavenger hunt, Ryley has to solve the case before the island claims someone she loves. The dead don’t care about wedding vows. And this time, the living may not be able to save her.