Kevin W. McKee ·
Sometimes both.
Gay horror and romance from a small Southern county where the quiet streets are not quiet. Stories with teeth, heart, and men who love other men without apologizing for it.
Out now · Bernard County, Book 2
Hiller's Crest looks like every other neighborhood in Bernard County. Quiet streets. Familiar neighbors. Then Jimmy Sean Walker is struck down in the street, and it is only the first death.
Noah Lane has spent his life with a feeling he cannot name. When Riley moves in next door, Noah finally cares about someone enough to be afraid for them, which is its own kind of danger in a place like this. Something under the Crest has been listening a lot longer than anyone realized.
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Novel · Bernard County
On Christmas Eve, the thing that follows Chase Quinlan turns fatal again. Miles Whitmore walks into a bar expecting a quiet night and falls for the one man he should have walked away from. Whatever is attached to Chase is not just watching anymore. It is choosing.
Novella · Standalone
A dead car strands Joshua at a repair shop he has been avoiding his whole life. Thunder cracks. Voices whisper. Something in the shadows knows his name. Some monsters are born in the dark. Others are made by it.
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I am Kevin. I write horror and romance about people who were told they were too different, too much, or too hard to understand. My stories are fiction. What is buried inside them is not.
