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I escaped his collection. Now I'm hunting them all.I learned the difference between a cage and freedom the hard way—locked in Nikolai Vex's carefully curated prison, I was just another possession. Just another prize. But I got out. I learned to fight. I learned to survive in the underground...

She calls me her savior. She has no idea what I really am.I’ve saved countless lives as a combat medic and EMT. I’ve taken more than a few as a vigilante. Both require steady hands and no hesitation.When Morgan Cole collapsed at her office Christmas party, everything changed. One touch, and...

Dancing prepared me for many things—but not for being stalked and devoured by The Dexter twins.The moment I agreed to enter the Hollow's Hunt, I sealed my fate. Now, I'm being stalked through this twisted labyrinth by not one but two predators who share more than just blood.Ace watches from...

I thought I'd be the one doing the hunting at the Hollow's Hunt, but now I'm on my knees, captivated by Julian Frost's irresistible dominance. Becoming prey was never on the cards—until Julian Frost walked in and his gaze ignited something forbidden I've spent years denying. "You can pretend all you want, Elliot," Julian whispers, cornering me. "But we both know what you need. Be a good boy and get on your knees for your king." Each encounter strips away my resistance, transforming my rival into something far more dangerous: the first man to make me question everything.

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.

I’ve done a lot of bad things. Killing. Stealing. Breaking men who deserved it. But falling for my dead brother-in-arms’ daughter? That’s the sin that’ll ruin me. He called me as he bled out—said his girl was in danger and I was the only one he trusted to keep her safe. So I did what any brother would. I brought her into my world. Into my club. Under my roof. What I didn’t expect was Sasha—wide eyes, soft curves, and a stubborn fire that lights me up from inside.

In the game of predator and prey, sometimes the greatest trap is discovering you no longer want to escape. I've always escaped into gaming when reality became too much. As MistressOfMischief, I found freedom behind a screen, building a bond with my online partner, Rogue, that felt more real than most of my relationships. For two years, we shared victories and late-night conversations—I thought I knew him. I couldn't have been more wrong.

I thought I knew what it meant to be a mobster’s daughter—glitz, glam, and a family legacy that haunted my every move. But the moment I collided with Tyson, the charismatic ringmaster of the carnival, my life spiraled in a direction I never saw coming.

Every monster needs someone who understands them. I never thought it would be me. As a newly licensed psychologist fresh out of graduate school, I thought I was prepared for anything. Then I met Axel Morrison—charismatic, brilliant, and the most dangerous inmate in the facility. A man whose violent past should have sent warning signals blaring through my mind. Instead, I found myself drawn to him. To the darkness behind those piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through my professional facade to the shadows I've spent a lifetime denying. Each therapy session becomes a dangerous dance.

Politics prepared me for many battles—but not for becoming the prize in three men's war against my father. I thought entering the Hollow's Hunt would be my rebellion, my escape from the suffocating expectations of being Ravenwood Hollow's golden daughter. Instead, I became prey to three predators with vengeance in their hearts. Dominic Vega, with his cold calculation and demanding touch. Liam Hayes, whose intellectual intensity masks desires that shock even him. And Ryder Caldwell, whose charming smile hides the most dangerous game of all.

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.

When I escaped my broken past, a shell of the woman I wanted to be, I discovered a dazzling carnival that offered a new beginning and a chance to reclaim my power. The moment I met Colt and Nash, everything changed. No longer scared and alone, I found protectors who saw my scars and vowed to shield me from harm. With their mesmerizing charm and fierce loyalty, they pulled me into their world—a world that thrived on the line between darkness and light. Colt’s fiery intensity and Nash’s quiet strength became my anchor as they unraveled the very essence of my being.

At nine years old, I lost everything to a drunk driver's careless actions. Thrust into the Wilson's foster home, I found an unlikely guardian in Talon, whose fierce eyes and protective nature became my anchor in a world of chaos. As years passed, our bond deepened into something darker, more possessive. But when they caught us together, they made sure our separation was absolute. Now I'm at MIT, trapped in an engagement to a man whose true nature emerges behind closed doors. But Talon lurks in the shadows, his obsessive love a dangerous promise of salvation.

In the once-quiet town of Willow Creek, my life was a steady beat, a rhythmic routine, until the carnival stormed in, a whirlwind of chaos and danger. Under the neon lights and haunting melodies, Cade's eyes found mine—piercing, intense, sending shivers through my soul. He was a dark storm, a looming shadow over my every move. Cade's obsession was relentless, his desire a madness that knew no bounds. Like a predator, he stalked me, every step a calculated move in his sinister dance.

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 was just a small-town girl with big dreams of creating video games. But when Phoenix, the carnival's enigmatic hacker, set his sights on me, my world turned upside down. His ice-blue eyes terrified and tempted me, drawing me into a twisted game of obsession and desire.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.

A masterpiece of unruly auburn curls, fiery eyes, and a spirit that can set the world ablaze. She is also the unfortunate driver I have to exploit to make my escape. I've been many things in my life—convict, murderer, psychopath. But the one thing I've never been is attached. She is supposed to be a means to an end. A less conspicuous way to travel. But amidst the chaos, we find a twisted serenity in each other's arms, making me want to keep her forever... if we can survive this.

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.”

He is the night's reckoning, the shadow that haunts my dreams. This year, he wants more than just my fear. Halloween is a celebration of the bizarre, the unexpected, the dark. And I've always had a twisted enjoyment that dances with the macabre. Things turn sinister when every guy I date ends up six feet under, courtesy of an obsessed stalker. Like a ravenous beast, the murderer hides in plain sight. His identity? None other than Nyx, my brother's best friend and my secret admirer.