Oblivion Blackwood Company Novels & Stories

Retribution was coming. The full extraction wrapped in under ten minutes of pure, controlled chaos. Non-lethal force had minimized unnecessary deaths, but several Blackwood guards lay tranqed or critically wounded on the floors above. The financial war continued raging outside the gates Blackwood stocks still in freefall, the media frenzy exploding as first reports of an “armed incident at the Blackwood estate” hit every wire service in the country.

It was embarrassing. Damon Sr. didn’t answer right away. His heart pounded so hard it echoed in his ears. The Blackwood Consortium pulling out wasn’t just a setback, it was a death sentence. They weren’t just a strong ally; they were the foundation of the entire Coldwell business empire. Without them, everything would crumble. No backup plans. No lifelines. As he scrambled to understand what had gone wrong, his mind played the associate’s words on a loop: You upset the heir of the Blackwood Empire, Julian Blackwood.

"I have spent three years studying how men like him operate. They don't do anything without purpose. So I am asking you one more time why me?" "The company is three weeks from complete collapse." His voice hardened. Subject changed. Decision made. "The debts are beyond anything we can restructure. Blackwood Enterprises absorbs everything, every liability, every outstanding debt. The company survives. Every member of staff keeps their job." "And in exchange they get me." "It is a business arrangement." "Stop saying that." My voice came out sharp. "It is my life. I am a human being not a line item and you know the difference so stop hiding behind language."

For a second, neither of us said anything. Then I slowly closed the folder. “Of course.” Olivia tried not to smile. “Do not.” “I didn't say anything.” “You were about to.” “I was thinking.” “That's worse.” She laughed quietly before returning her attention to the tablet. “There are other companies bidding, but Blackwood Group is considered one of the strongest competitors.” I already knew that. Sebastian's company had been expanding aggressively over the past few years. Their investment division had grown considerably, and he had developed a reputation for taking on complicated projects that other companies avoided.

Watching. Waiting. Hungry. Dominic pulled me against his side, his body a wall of heat and fury, weapon raised. “Don’t move. Don’t breathe. We’re not alone.” A voice whispered from the darkness, close enough that I felt the breath of it on my neck. “Welcome to the Blackwood experiment, little wolf. Welcome to where it all began. And where it will end.” And somewhere beneath our feet—deep, deep in the earth, in rooms that had never been decommissioned—

An unreadable, calm smirk split his features as he stared up at my mother, his voice carrying a strange, dark undertone that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. "After all," Adrian said, his eyes boring into Evelyn with a terrifying intensity that made her face turn entirely pale. "Old man Blackwood’s memory belongs to a lot of people in this city. Some of us have been waiting a very long time to finally address the hidden indiscretions of this family bloodline." A sudden, sharp gasp ripped through the front rows.

"If it's not Zurich, then who is it?" Thorne swallowed hard, his eyes darting down toward Lucian for a fraction of a second before looking back at her. "It’s the Blackwood family private security," Thorne whispered. "Lucian’s father... just crossed the territorial line. He didn't bring troops, Maya. He brought the original, un-redacted corporate incorporation papers for the entire southern resource grid. He’s not here to fight our military. He’s here to execute the default clause."

I got in, still always in the same dress as in the evening before, my hair glued from the rain, my Mascara probably smeared like a madman. Nobody looked at me. Or maybe I just formed it. The high house of Adrian Blackwood stood like a black monolith in the grey Jesus. Fifty floors of glass, steel and money. At the sight of me Bad. Blackwood Enterprises was one of the largest investment firms in the Land, and Adrian led them like a kingdom. They said he earned twenty-nine more money than some families in

A brief silence. "I don't know for certain," William finally answered, and that admission itself felt foreign. His father never admitted not knowing. "Everything started shaking a few days ago. Business partners who had been loyal for years suddenly switched to other companies. Investors withdrew without clear explanation." He let out a heavy sigh. "And I just found out who's behind all of this." Something tightened in Adrian's chest. "Who?" "Blackwood." That name slipped from William's lips. "Daniel Blackwood. His company is the one snatching up every one of my business partners. He's the one offering prices I can't match. He's deliberately destroying me."

"Seven. Four more in the hospital. Two of them won't be back to work." There was silence. Volkov moved his hand to the edge of the bed, gripped it once, and Released it. "The Blackwood woman," he said. "Aria Thornwood." "Her father withdrew all European support from the Blackwood family as of this morning. She's reportedly preparing to return to Europe." "And Damon Blackwood." "At the family residence. He hasn't left." Volkov slowly turned his head to the window. His face looked sharp and calm, showing nothing....except to someone who knew him well enough to see the signs.