Selena Winters

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...

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...

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.

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...

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I’ve always chased thrills—dark, risky, and dangerous—because it's the only way I feel alive after enduring a childhood filled with trauma and pain. My scars run deep, hidden behind a façade of innocence.

Embracing the Hollow’s Hunt felt like strutting onto the stage of a thrilling performance, especially with Vane Blackwood lurking in the wings.

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.

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.

Some daughters inherit empires. I chose to inherit chaos when I fell for the ringmaster.

The problem with stalking a predator? Sometimes, they decide to keep you. I study killers for a living. I analyze their methods, dissect their psychology, and share their darkest deeds with my podcast listeners, but I’ve never encountered anyone like Remy.

As a forensic psychologist, I thought I understood the shadows that lurk in the hearts of men. But when my peaceful home town is shattered by a string of gruesome murders, I find myself drawn into a web of intrigue and desire.