If an author throws a party in the forest and no one is around to hear him scream, does he make a sound?
Five years after Graham Zanella's deadly art gala, Cole Sloane is ready for a fresh start. He's landed a book deal for his tell-all memoir about the night in question, and he's ready to celebrate it at his book launch party with those closest to him, including a quirky photographer he fell hard and fast for half a decade ago. The only problem? She isn't ready for a relationship, or rather, doesn't believe she deserves one.
Luna Monroe is deep into the throes of motherhood when she reunites with Cole, and although he makes her heart flutter in all the ways she absolutely cannot control, she's determined to keep him at arm's length. Her son's well-being is her top priority, not Cole Sloane's buff new arms. That's why when she agrees to spend a week with him and the gang at Solstice Blackwood's cabin in preparation for Cole's upcoming party, she tells herself and everyone around her they are just friends.
However, when Sol decides to kick off the trip with a harmless ghost story, Cole and Luna are forced to deal with more than just their feelings. What starts as an idyllic getaway quickly turns south when unexplainable things begin to unfold, making them question their core beliefs. Is someone watching them, or is something haunting them?
Whatever it is, they need to stop it before the launch party. After all, no book is worth dying for . . . is it?