Dead Being a phantom has its perks. No one knows I’m there unless I let them see me. As long as my axe is near, I can move around as I please. Over the years, I’m passed down from family trees to collectors. Until Mr. Blackthorn acquires my axe. When I arrived at his home, I immediately lock eyes on a photo of his beautiful granddaughter Ivy. The curvy goth goddess stole my breath, and my obsession began. Now 14 years later, Ivy inherits the house, furniture, her pops collection and ME. I finally have her right where I want her, in the palm of my hand. The feisty spit fire belongs to me, and I can’t wait until she accepts that. Alive My life has been a downward spiral. First my cheating husband- sorry ex husband- then Pops dies. He left everything to me, and since I’m living in my car, there’s nothing to lose. I make the drive back to my hometown to start a new chapter of my life. Pulling up to my grandfather’s home, there’s more to it than his artifacts and leather couches. I can’t shake the feeling that there are eyes on me, and that alone should terrify me. A normal person would be screaming and running for the hills. Instead, I find myself at the mercy of the Viking phantom that roams the mansion. I should be sageing the manor, not riding his hand like a cat in heat. But how can a girl say no to his skilled spirit fingers. *Spirit Fingers is for mature readers and rated 18+. The book includes dark themes and a list of trigger warnings can be found inside.*