Blackwood Resort Novels & Stories

But whatever it was died behind his carefully controlled expression. "The Sun City project meeting is in three days," he said instead. "Wednesday. I'll need full security coverage." Professional and Safe territory but many dirty gambles going to happen "Location?" "Belmont Hotel. Overnight stay. Blackwood Industries will be there." Kieran's attention sharpened. "Blackwood is bidding?" "Apparently. Which makes the situation significantly more complicated." Blackwood Industries had a reputation. Ruthless, aggressive, willing to cross lines that other companies wouldn't. Their CEO was known for hostile tactics.

ELARA The safehouse is nothing like I expected. When Damien said "off-grid," I pictured a rustic cabin with questionable plumbing and wildlife on the porch. Instead, we pull up to what looks like a modern fortress disguised as a luxury mountain retreat; it's all steel, glass, and stone nestled into the hillside with strategic sight lines in every direction. "Welcome to Blackwood." Damien helps me out of the SUV, his hand never leaving the small of my back. "I built it five years ago under a shell corporation. There are no public records or paper trails connecting it to me."

Although part of her might have been happy to corner Lucian again, if yesterday's incident really leaked to the public, it would affect the company's stock price. Blackwood Corporation was not just a company, but a business empire that spanned across multiple fields—automotive, technology, finance, and even property. Behind its great name stood four main pillars: Blackwood Motors with its electric cars and self-driving systems, Blackwood Tech, which dominated AI and cyber security, Blackwood Finance in the world of finance, and Blackwood Real Estate, which dominated property.

Aaron shot us both a lingering glare, but nodded and walked off with the manager. We had just purchased Creedbay Resort. And no, this wasn’t an elaborate scheme just to make the search for Evelyn’s son easier—even if owning the property would certainly smoothen the process. The previous owners had reached out to us, as struggling businesses often do, and I made a calculated decision to acquire the venture. It was a prestigious, highly profitable destination for the wealthy, which was precisely why the owners couldn't risk going public to seek emergency investors. It was one of the reasons I was glad Blackwood Enterprises remained discrete enough to serve as a quiet lifeline for failing firms

In the Blackwood land, hidden behind thick pine trees there was a private hospital to humans, it was a quiet place where rich business people go to rest and to the wolves, it was a haunted place. Deep under the building on the third floor below ground, there were three security gates big men with quiet guns guarded them. The place smelled like cleaning medicine Julian Blackwood fixed his fine suit as he stepped out of the private lift beside him was Elder Corvin, an old man with a grey beard who had been on the Blackwood Council for thirty years.

A black helicopter lifted into the darkening sky. Inside sat Elena. Adrian. Luca. Dr. Amelia Grant. And a heavily guarded Victor Kane. No one spoke much during the flight. The ocean stretched endlessly below them. After nearly an hour... The pilot's voice came through the headset. "We're approaching Blackwood Island." Everyone looked out the windows. An enormous island emerged from the darkness. Dense forests surrounded towering sea cliffs. At the highest point stood an ancient mansion. The Blackwell Estate. Elegant. Silent.

"Sell any property that we don't need in the southern districts. I want cash and credit lines ready by Friday." "Selling commercial property in a down market will draw questions," Julian said. "What is this money for anyways? Are you starting a new company?" "Yeah… Something like that. Also, before I forget, I need a team of property lawyers today." I sat forward and put my hands flat on the desk. "I want every person, company, and government agency with rights to Blackwood Ridge checked by morning." "Blackwood Ridge?" Julian's voice changed. "That's remote land eighty miles north. It's rocky, full of trees, and the winters in that place are brutal. Why buy an isolated place in the middle of

He already thought he had won. Alexander simply cleared his throat. "I'm not going to raise the payment I've already offered." Kelvin's smile faded slightly. Alexander continued calmly. "My company was recently acquired, but it's already operating jointly with Blackwood Corporation. As everyone here knows, Blackwood is the leading company in California and one of the strongest corporations internationally." He leaned back.

I ignored that strange feeling. I got out of the car and looked around the resort. Club Fort Med is a resort located at Arbor, the same barangay as El Grande Lat. Not too simple and not too flashy just enough for a quiet weekend. The edge of my lips curled up. I looked up at the large wooden placard on which the name of the resort was engraved. It was my first time being with the Vine. It’s scary but also exciting. I saw that Tiden was already inside the resort so I followed. He went straight to a modernized restaurant that was slightly elevated than the rest of the resort. He went inside and sat in a chair next to a large glass wall where I could see the entire resort.

The two-day growth of beard gave him a rugged, predatory look that contrasted sharply with his tailored suit jacket. "Where?" I asked, my voice still a bit shaky, my hand instinctively moving to the slight curve of my stomach. "A coastal estate in Maine," he said, his eyes locking onto mine. "The 'Blackwood Point' property. It’s registered to a defunct charity Emily founded years ago, The Rhodes Foundation for Heritage. It’s a ghost on paper, but it’s very real on the ground. It’s a fortress, hidden behind miles of private road and dense forest, sitting right on the edge of the Atlantic."