Damned Connections

Ferryman. The Grim Reaper. La Muerte. La Pelona. Shinigami. Charon. I've been called many names over the millennia, all thanks to my role in Hell—ferrying dead souls over the river Styx. Few know the demon behind the legend, how I came to be here, or the freedom I sacrificed to save the man I love.

Blood. Torture. Murder. They've been my only companions for centuries. I haven't needed or wanted anything else. Until I see Matty smile. Then something in me, something that's been dormant for centuries, begins to reawaken. Matty doesn't belong in my world. He's loving, innocent, and full of joy. The darkness of my life would corrupt him in a heartbeat, but when he's dragged into it against his will, nothing can stop me from delivering my personal brand of justice. Matty keeps fighting for things I can't give him, for things I'm no longer capable of. I can't come between him and his family.

If a no-strings hookup is required, then I'm the perfect guy. When I meet Danny, I can't believe my luck. A sexy wolf shifter who's also a fireman? Who runs from relationships just as fast as I do? Sign me up. The night that follows is one for the history books and the best part? Neither of us is looking for a repeat. That doesn't mean we won't see each other again. Without even realizing it, we become friends. Friends who do everything together. Everything with Danny is perfect, but when I start to yearn for more from my hookups, I know something needs to change.