My Dead Wife Lives in Our House

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.

Declared dead, Sarah returns to find her husband remarried to a woman who looks just like her—and her children calling the stranger 'Mom.' When her own son rejects her and her ex accuses her of being a mistress, Sarah must fight for her place in a family that’s moved on. But she’s got secrets of her own—and this time, she won’t back down, even if it means burning every bridge to reclaim her daughter.

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?

You can’t outrun guilt—or the dead. When Carter Hensley, bestselling horror novelist, is stopped at a midnight DUI checkpoint, his heart pounds for more reasons than one: his wife’s corpse is hidden in the trunk. As the trooper’s questions close in, Carter’s mind frays—until a chance encounter with a fan in uniform lets him slip away. But terror is waiting on the open road. His wife returns, twisted and relentless, forcing Carter to flee into the skeleton of an abandoned building, haunted by memories and hunted by something that may not be real. As guilt, grief, and horror converge, Carter must decide: can he trust anyone to save him, or is he doomed to be destroyed by his own secrets? When the line between hallucination and reality shatters, will Carter’s final confession be heard—or will the truth stay buried with his wife?

Death didn’t end my story—it set the stakes. I woke as a ghost, memories erased, bound to the man I once loved: Dr. Harrison, the forensic pathologist tasked with unraveling my brutal murder. As he examines my ruined body, I drift helplessly beside him, piecing together the truth of my death—and the life we almost shared. But the clock is ticking: seven days to reclaim my memories or disappear forever. Each revelation brings heartbreak, rage, and the aching hope that love might survive even death. When Harrison is abducted by my killer, I must make an unthinkable sacrifice—trading my own afterlife for a chance to save him. Will justice or love win, or will I vanish before I can say goodbye?

Death never scared my family—until the day Grandma died and a stray cat brought her back. In Maple Heights, rumors fly faster than the autumn leaves, and nothing sets tongues wagging like a resurrection in broad daylight. Now, as ghost stories and Appalachian folklore collide on our front porch, my paralyzed grandma is walking, the neighbors are whispering about zombies, and Mom is laying down lines of rice to test the truth. But when Grandma’s hunger returns—and the kids start seeing fangs in the dark—one family dinner might turn into our last. Is blood thicker than superstition, or have we invited something into our home that won’t let us go? How do you save the ones you love when they come back…wrong?

When Megan dies young, her lover Derek promises to send her cash every year—because even the afterlife has bills. But when Derek forgets and moves on with a new fiancée, Megan claws her way back to the living, desperate for answers and revenge. Now, trapped between two worlds, she faces the man who broke her heart—and the mounting debts that could damn her forever.

When his gentle wife suddenly turns violent, he thinks it's just a rough patch—until a mysterious stranger warns him that the red line on her neck means death is coming for him. Trapped in his own home, stalked by his wife's inhuman habits and a growing horror in the dark, he realizes he's not just fighting for his marriage—he's fighting to survive the night. But the real nightmare? His wife's deadly secret is only the beginning.

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?

Lillian was always the stand-in—married to Derek but haunted by the ghost of his first love, Natalie. When Natalie returns and the whole town roots for their reunion, Lillian is left to watch her own marriage unravel in the harsh glare of small-town gossip. But when Lillian finally moves on, Derek can't let her go—and his jealousy might be the only real emotion he's ever shown her.

She came home on our anniversary with another man’s mark—and I didn’t even ask why. For three years, I played the perfect husband, a stand-in for the man she truly loved. Now, with only seven days left until my assignment ends and I can finally leave this world, every lie, every bitter silence, and every leftover gift is one step closer to my freedom. But when Rachel tries to pull me back with guilt and old routines, I realize I’m done being her lapdog. If she wants Lucas, why not go to him? The clock is ticking, the portal is opening, and our marriage is about to shatter. But will walking away finally set me free—or will the truth I’ve hidden destroy us both?

After a family trip to a haunted mountain lake, our son insists we never blink or breathe—and he’s terrified we’re not really alive. Each day, his fear grows, and strange, impossible things start happening in our home. When I finally check for myself, I realize the nightmare might be real: what if our son is the only one left who’s truly alive?