Ivy doesn't want to kiss a dead guy. The seventeen-year-old witch always thought that breaking a curse with True Love's Kiss was the ultimate romantic gesture in fairy tales. But when she has to plant one on a prince who's been dead for 200 years, it's just gross. Nevertheless, if Ivy wants to help keep her town hidden from witch-hunting Eradicators, kiss him she must. She just has to find him first. After putting up with dragons, vampires and one too many necrophilia jokes from Garren- the annoying and NOT hot, self-appointed body guard- will she take one for the team and PUCKER UP?