Blackwood Brothers

I signed away my freedom for seventy-two hours, agreeing to be hunted through a maze by fifteen masked men. The Hallow's Hunt—the Blackwood brothers' most closely guarded secret. As an investigative journalist, I thought this was my chance to expose their criminal empire. I never expected Xavier Blackwood to know exactly who I was from the start.

I never expected to be running for my life, and I certainly never thought the man hunting me would be Knox Blackwood—the same man I’ve spent three months despising. The Hollow's Hunt—a twisted game where women are thrust into a labyrinth as prey for Ravenwood Hollow's ruthless elite. When I was commissioned by Xavier Blackwood to create provocative artwork for Purgatory, I had no idea it was all part of a devious plan concocted by his younger brother.

Stepping into the Hollow’s Hunt felt like diving headfirst into a nightmare, especially knowing that my relentless pursuer would be Landon Blackwood. The Hollow’s Hunt—a twisted spectacle where women are ensnared in a labyrinth designed for the sadistic pleasure of Ravenwood’s elite. I naively accepted the invitation, unaware that I would become the centerpiece of Landon’s psychopathic pursuit.“Did you believe I wouldn’t recognize your worth?” Landon drawls, a smirk ghosting his lips as his icy blue gaze lingers on my every move. “Tonight, I’m not just hunting—I’m claiming what’s mine.

This is my playground—a twisted game where pleasure and danger collide, and I’m not one to run from the spotlight. I accepted the invitation, knowing full well that I’d ignite the flames of Vane’s obsession, but I was ready to play my hand. “Did you think I would let you outshine me?” Vane taunts, a wicked grin lighting up his piercing green eyes. “Tonight, I’m going to prove to you who your master truly is.”