Lee McCormick

There's a sacred balance that must be kept. Death is final—the mortal world is for the living. And when that balance is upset, the hounds will hunt. Soul: Death's Hound I am Death's Hound, and I was made for one purpose: to hunt down wayward souls. It should be easy, hunting down a man who...

Zander Kissing my rival shouldn't have felt so good. Finding out my girlfriend has been cheating on me for months makes me do something crazy: kiss my rival to make her jealous. I wasn't supposed to like kissing Kerian Slade. He's a psycho who demands things of me…things I shouldn't want. But...

The infected didn't break me. They didn't capture me for experiments and use me like an object. Humanity made me into the monster I am. And I'm dangerous because I've got nothing left to live for. Nothing, until I meet a raider who seems to see right through me....

Trapped in nightmares from my past, the only comfort I find is in gifts from the man who killed my mother's killer—presents wrapped in a body bag and delivered to the morgue for me to examine.

Reapers can't feel. We aren't born. We're created from the essence of the dead, from Death himself breathing us into existence. We have one purpose. Ferry mortals to the afterlife so they can be judged, weighed, and born anew.

There's no good. No evil. No angels and demons. There's love and there's hate… and somewhere between the two, lust finds a way to thrive. It tips the scale. It burns everything to ash.

What happens when a serial killer decides a camboy is his? Ranen My life has become a nightmare. A stalker intent on having me permeates my waking moments. Gifts and threatening messages greet me at every turn. Every cam session is filled with the fear of them watching me in my most intimate...