Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

“Who in the unholy fuck is knocking on peoples’ doors this early in the morning? Our mother is no longer here to take appointments. If you have a dead relative, you’re just going to have to suffer like the rest of us!”

Something about it had always deeply embarrassed her. To be at the mercy of knocking on her headboard or wall or doing whatever other ridiculous tasks the voice demanded of her just so it would shut up and she could sleep without the ominous blanket of existential dread.

Oh, how she loved having a Ghost as a lover.