Touched by Death

Witch’s Price by

Alone in the aftermath of a deadly avalanche in the Italian Alps, a soldier must choose between a cold death or the assistance—and lust—of a spectral apparition. (F/M)

 

Raven and Crow by

When Angelina Grimke meets Edgar Allan Poe at a séance, he mocks her attempts to contact her dead fiancé, but hints that he knows a “scientific” way to raise the dead. Tormented by her grief for her lost love, she seeks out Poe who proposes to use “electro-magnetism” to bring her lover back. Can passion raise the dead? (M/F)

Glad Rags by

The dark fantasy drives Sheldon–the perfectly unresponsive partner. If satisfaction is the death of desire, only death will satisfy his desire. (M/F)

Deep Water Grave by

Diana is fascinated by the stories about dead sailors who are said to enter the bodies of huge, black cormorants and visit the living in that guise. One night she is visited by one of the dead men–who has come borrow her warmth. (F/M)

Atropa Belladonna by

When something tall, fanged and handsome crawls out of the darkness to confess his love and devotion, she finds it hard to resist. But when sexual ecstasy turns to nightmarish possession, it becomes apparent that it’s equally hard to run away. (F/M)

The Charge of the Soul by

Charlotte, the lone survivor of an undead apocalypse, finds a zombie that’s different from all the others. Is it courage or loneliness that makes her believe there is more there? (F/F/M)

 

Less Than A Day by

Tod is a harbinger of imminent death. He doesn’t use his powers for good—instead he offers women a last fuck before they die. Jaded, Tod is surprised when one woman gets to him like no other. The last sex of her life is the best sex of his. (M/F)

Stone Cold Heart by

Jason’s got it all–good looks, nice car, his own company, staff that double as friends. When his friends persuade him to take a night out with them to enjoy himself, he never plans on risking it all to follow a stranger out into the night.

 

Cold Love by

Caroline would do anything to have her dead ex-lover back, even dance naked in a graveyard the Scottish Highlands. She gets a lot more than she bargained for. (M/F)

 

The Band Plays On by

They’d met two months ago in Los Angeles—Slater was at the Toxicity Club, busy drowning in a toilet at two in the morning after a ninety minute set and too much liquor and blow. Jonah had fished him out. Jonah wasn’t into guys, but Slater was the exception to everything. (M/M)