No rules. No regrets. Live without giving a fuck about yesterdays and tomorrows. That’s the motto of the Hellhounds MC. Around Wolf County the werewolf riders are the law and they don’t take well to outsiders. When Revo, the club VP and pack beta, sniffs out an incubus feeding on the townsfolk, duty demands he get his hands dirty. But the last thing Revo’s wolf is interested in is shedding blood. The beast wants to mate Ezra and claim him, while Revo’s human half is certain bonding himself to a soulless being is a one-way ticket to hell.

Tough times need hard men, and Mace is the perfect tyrant for dystopian times. Werewolf alpha and president of the Hellhounds MC, he runs Wolf County with an iron fist. The penalty for breaking the law is death. But Mace shows unexpected mercy and becomes possessive over the incubus that did his people harm. Echo hitchhiked his way across the apocalyptic-torn country, feeding on the lust and desperation of others. After Mace lets him go, Echo is captured by slavers, and returns to Wolf County by unexpected means. No matter what he does, Echo can’t seem to fill the vast emptiness inside him. What better way to go, than die at the feet of a dominant male capable of taming his troubled soul? Echo’s pull on Mace is inevitable, but is their attraction real or manufactured?

The apocalypse came and went, but hell is just about to break loose in Wolf County. Everyone knows the rules. Those who mess with the biker Sweet, always end up in the dirt. Ruthless, unchained and free, Sweet screws the way he rides…until he meets Phoenix. A vicious player arrives in town and the Hellhounds need to keep the bloodshed to a minimum. The Collector takes young men captive, breaks them to see them burn, and Phoenix is his brightest star yet. Rules exist so Sweet could break them, but taking Phoenix for his own might mean his end and the end of the club.

Reaper’s no stranger to dirty deeds. Before being patched into the Hellhounds MC, Reaper’s earned his nickname being someone else’s dog. Some call him bad to the bone, a monster who never sought redemption…until an old vengeful ghost resurfaces. To end his brother’s killer, Kane O’ Connor took the hard road. He let his thirst for revenge satiate him, but something inside Kane broke the day his blade kissed Reaper’s throat. Hate and desire become blurred, and Kane’s beginning to doubt everything—himself, Reaper, and the future. Could anything good come from something so bad?

They call him Mercy because he gives none to his enemies... Before becoming a patch in the Hellhounds MC, Mercy was a healer and a lover. Now Mercy’s bent, not broken, a beast living in the skin of the man. Mercy thought he had nothing left to lose, until the past came back to haunt him. Former lover, thief, and liar, James Carlson is a dead man walking after betraying Mercy years ago. But Mercy knows once he gets a taste of James he won't stop until James is his—to own, protect, and love. Too bad James only sees him as a stop on the road. James has crossed some very bad men and needs temporary sanctuary. He’s begging for mercy, but Mercy isn’t sure he has any left to give.