Telling scary stories in a graveyard on Halloween is a tradition Yancy has enjoyed for years. It’s just good, spooky fun—until a chance encounter with an isolated, neglected grave plunges her into her own terrifying tale, complete with a nineteenth-century zombie.

Conrad’s not your average walking dead, as Yancy soon learns. In fact, after plundering her pantry and putting some much-needed meat on his bones, he looks more like her very own historical hottie. One she’s perhaps known before…

So what’s a modern girl to do when she finds a dashing, not-quite-deceased man in her house? Indulge in some hot Halloween sex, of course. Especially when the tantalizing zombie is hung like a dead man.