After being abandoned at the altar on Christmas Eve, Paige Beckley wants only to disappear-until a black-sealed invitation lures her to the legendary Blackwood Masquerade in New Orleans. Inside the manor's glittering halls, chandeliers blaze too brightly, guests move with eerie grace, and shadows seem to watch her breathe. Paige feels painfully out of place-until Beckett Blackwood, the enigmatic master of the estate, steps out of the darkness to steady her. Pale, poised, and impossibly controlled, he sees through her grief with unnerving clarity, offering comfort without touch and attention she doesn't understand. But beneath the elegance of the ball lurks something hungry; the masked guests track her with predatory interest, their stares lingering too long, their movements too quiet. Paige doesn't know the masquerade isn't a celebration-it's a feeding ground, and she is the only human in the room who wasn't meant to be invited. Beckett alone keeps the others at bay, but his motives and his nature are as dangerous as the shadows curling at the edges of the manor. As the night deepens, Paige is drawn into a world of velvet darkness, ancient houses, and blood-bound secrets, forced to decide whether to flee-or follow the one man who may be both her protector and her undoing.
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