The Corpse Bride Under the Red Veil

Haunted by betrayal and drowning in grief, Charlie takes a desperate job: severing a deadly bond between a terrified daughter and the spirit of her ghostly lover. Armed only with a mysterious peach-wood whip and his own broken heart, he must face the darkness beneath an abandoned cemetery—where the line between the living and the dead blurs, and not everyone wants to be saved. If he fails, he’ll lose more than just his last chance at redemption—he might lose his soul.

A broke cabbie’s one-night stand with a mysterious beauty leaves him marked by a deadly curse—seven nights to survive, or she’ll skin him alive. Desperate, he clings to a talisman and a stranger’s warning, but every night the line between seduction and death blurs. When he learns the only thing protecting him might be the very thing drawing her closer, he must choose: trust the living, or bargain with the dead.

My mother killed my sister for a dowry, injecting her with tainted blood and forcing a wedding to a cursed heir. Now, as my sister’s vengeful spirit rises in her red bridal dress, both the living and the dead want me dead before dawn. Trapped in a house of blood, betrayal, and greed, I must survive the night—or become the next sacrifice to my family’s sins.

Death wasn’t the end for Emma Parker—it was just the beginning of a nightmare she couldn’t wake from. Haunted by shifting shadows, a missing cat, and neighbors who remember her life all wrong, Emma tries to rebuild after tragedy—until a ghostly wedding plunges her into a world of paper people, forbidden rituals, and a love that refuses to let go. As her grieving parents fight the living and the dead to rescue her soul, Emma must confront the truth: sometimes the scariest hauntings are the ones we carry with us. Will she break free from a love that followed her beyond the grave, or is she doomed to be a bride in the afterlife forever? When the boundary between worlds thins, who will say goodbye—and who will hold on too tight?

Death was only the beginning—now I’m stuck in the afterlife’s endless line, desperate for a second chance. Forced into a ghost marriage and buried alive, my spirit lingers, tethered to the world by the wish for justice. When a wild bouquet leads rookie detective Quinn Harper to my lost grave, he becomes bound to my fate by a single broken bone. As Quinn investigates the tangled secrets of Maple Heights and my family’s hidden betrayals, every revelation draws him deeper into a web of lies, love, and vengeance. Can the truth set my soul free—or will the living and the dead both pay the price for what happened thirty years ago?

When a haunted widower begs for help, a streetwise tarot reader must confront the furious ghost of his wife—risking everything to break the curse before it claims them both. But the dead don’t let go easily, and one secret could doom them all.

Death isn’t the end in Maple Heights—it’s only the beginning of vengeance. When Lily’s cursed aunt dies wearing red and the family chickens start dropping dead, everyone suspects a haunting, but the truth is darker: Aunt Mary Jean returns as a bloodthirsty fiend, and the family’s secrets unravel in blood and betrayal. As men fall and monsters rise, Lily—scorned, plain, and underestimated—must survive her brutal father, a town full of liars, and a supernatural showdown where everyone has something to hide. But nothing is what it seems, and the real puppetmaster is closer than she thinks. Can Lily break the curse, or will she become the next victim of a legacy soaked in revenge? When the dead come for the living, who will survive the night?

Death was supposed to set me free—so why am I still haunting the man who broke me? Five days after my funeral, Nathaniel Holloway parades his new bride in the dress I bled to sew, never knowing my ghost lingers in every shadow. Trapped between worlds, I watch the man I once loved spiral into obsession and violence, wielding my memory as a weapon in his ruthless quest for power. Betrayed by blood, bound by a locket’s curse, and hunted by secrets that refuse to die, I must choose: forgive, revenge, or finally break the chains that bind us. Will Nathaniel’s regret set me free—or will our love destroy us both, even beyond the grave?

I thought middle management in the Afterlife would be boring—until a viral ghost forum dragged the Old Corpse of Pine Hollow into Sam Walker’s crosshairs. Now, with the toughest enforcer in the underworld found dead and my team one mistake from annihilation, I’m scrambling to hide the truth before the next headline is my obituary. In the Afterlife, one wrong move and even a Reaper King can get erased forever.

On the night before my wedding, the maple spirit I raised ripped out my heart and stole my face—walking down the aisle in my place, wearing my skin. My family, blinded by love, can’t see the imposter living my life, while I’m forced to watch, powerless and erased. But Michael, my cold-hearted fiancé with a violent past, is the only one who suspects the truth—and the only hope I have of reclaiming my stolen life.

When Carter sells a haunted BMW to a desperate groom, he never expects the car’s bloody history to destroy a marriage, claim a life, and bring the dead man’s ruthless fiancée back to cash in on his corpse. In a small town where every deal is a gamble and the past always rides shotgun, Carter’s honesty is the only thing standing between him and ruin—until a new buyer arrives, hunting for a car with the highest body count. But when the police call, Carter realizes some secrets can’t be sold, and some ghosts never leave the lot.

You can outrun the law—but not the dead. Carter Hensley thought he’d covered every trace of his wife’s tragic accident, but one midnight checkpoint changes everything. Hiding her body in his trunk, Carter’s mind unravels as guilt and panic spark hallucinations—or is it something more? When a vengeful, twisted vision of his wife claws her way from the darkness, Carter must fight for his sanity, his life, and his last chance at redemption. As the horrors close in, help is a single phone call away—if it isn’t already too late. When guilt turns flesh and bone, can you ever truly escape what you’ve done?