No body, no crime.

That’s what they say on Heathens Hollow, where the line between desire and obsession blurs with each tide.
I return to my family’s isolated island estate to recover, to heal. To escape the prison my life has become.
The maze calls to me with its twisting pathways and secrets buried beneath the soil.
And so do they.

Two men, tangled in a storm of their own making.
Damiano, the groundskeeper who knows every hidden path through the maze.
Flint, the bartender whose eyes hold truths about the island I’m not ready to face.
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No body, no crime.

That’s what they say on Heathens Hollow, where the line between desire and obsession blurs with each tide.
I return to my family’s isolated island estate to recover, to heal. To escape the prison my life has become.
The maze calls to me with its twisting pathways and secrets buried beneath the soil.
And so do they.

Two men, tangled in a storm of their own making.
Damiano, the groundskeeper who knows every hidden path through the maze.
Flint, the bartender whose eyes hold truths about the island I’m not ready to face.
Former lovers. Current enemies. Both now inexplicably tied to me.

As The Hunt approaches, Heathens Hollow’s most dangerous ritual begins.
Masked pursuers. Willing prey. Ancient traditions that care nothing for outsiders.
Some things should stay buried in Heathens Hollow.