Cursed

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.”

As I navigate a maze rife with secrets and treachery, the line...

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.”

As I navigate a maze rife with secrets and treachery, the line between enemy and seducer blurs in the shadows. Each encounter with Landon ignites a heat that contradicts every instinct that urges me to flee. Tension crackles in the air, transforming our struggle into a dangerous dance I can’t help but partake in.

But the most terrifying revelation? Beneath Landon’s charming demeanor lies a man eager to exert control over me in ways I can scarcely fathom. With each heartbeat, I am torn between resistance and the unsettling thrill of surrender.

As the Hunt begins, Landon Blackwood is ready to take what belongs to him—consent be damned.