Would you swipe right on a man whose last lovers sleep in coffins?
Linda Loray said yes-until her late-night train deposits her in fog-choked Torburg, where her enigmatic match, Holt Carst, is missing and the only greeting is an open casket in a decaying hotel lobby.
When midnight bells toll, corpse-white hands batter the doors: the League of Lazarus-undead aristocrats who rise nightly to claim a living bride. Linda's scream ignites a nightmare chase through moonlit graveyards, collapsing stairwells, and a bone-lit crypt where Holt sheds his charming mask and raises a whip.
Every escape slams into fresh horror. Guards with shotguns fall, coffins disgorge their tenants, and Linda must choose-become the groom's "warmth" or bleed for the crowd's amusement. With the town paralyzed by fear, her only hope is a brooding desk clerk who might betray or save her before the dead hammer shut the crypt forever.
For fans of Stephen King's relentless small-town terrors and Grady Hendrix's razor-edged retro horror, The Lusting Dead delivers blood-slick suspense, pounding heartbeats, and the fierce thrill of a woman who refuses to stay buried.
Open the book-and feel the grave soil shift beneath your feet.