Black Hallows Novels & Stories

Outside, far beyond the ridge, wolves began to howl. Not rogues. Black Hollow. The pack. Answering something I had not meant to call. The journal’s final words appeared in silver fire. ARC ONE: THE HEIR HAS COME HOME. And beneath the mountain, the Hollow King opened his eyes.

Because around her, I become a little bitch. The glass in my hand hits the table harder than intended, earning a glance from the guy sitting opposite me. He quickly looks away. Smart bastard. I lean back in my chair and stare around the room beneath Blackthorne University, wondering how the fuck I’ve managed to spend the last twenty minutes thinking about Ivy when I’m supposed to be dealing with an actual problem. The Hollow doesn’t officially exist to the outside world. That’s the first thing every member learns. Beneath the oldest part of Blackthorne, beyond a locked iron door most students assume leads to some abandoned maintenance tunnel, is a room built long before any of us were born.

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

I made my way between the cars towards the back of the building. “You know this is a special night, don’t you?” Wisps of fake fog curled and puffed off the stage as he strutted back and forth. “Halloween. All Hallows? I can tell ya it means a lot more than just stuffing fun-size Snickers in your face. Tonight’s the night the world of the dead overlaps with the world of the living. That means if you’re ever going to see a ghost, tonight’s your night!

came Gabriel, who happened to be writing something. Jake sat next to Matt with Gabriel on the other side as Mrs. Fenway, the music and drama teacher walked in and ordered all students to be quiet. "Now, today we're going to venture into the world of fantasy..." "What is this, Hogwarts?" joked Cole from the middle row as a low clatter of laughter followed. "I'm sure everyone in this hall has come across the word, Dracula," Mrs. Fenway went on. Great, more Halloween nonsense! Jake found himself saying in his head.

It is also a Prophecy that only the black cults will kill the viper. Sorcerer casted a spell and pointed stalf. A white light out and form a door to a place. I stepped to the front of the door and saw my friends, it was dark there. As I was looking at the place to take a better view, sorcerer pushed me inside and I fell in. The door closed and my face are down on the ground. I raised my head and it was in the night here, saw my friends that we were having Halloween Night party together.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

She kept laughing and walked back to the line. "That was not funny," Willow said to her and kept moving. "Give yourself a break Willow, you are just too pessimistic. It ain't cool" They continued walking until they got to open space. There was not a single soul there as the place looked deserted. "I do not know about you guys! But I think this place is creepy! What kind of a Halloween show would make us suffer this much?!" Hazel was frustrated. "Or, is this another puzzle we have to solve?" Willow inquired as she started looking at her ticket.

“Black and White Furies? What an unusual name.” Philip frowned. Fennel responded, “They’ve gone through countless life and death battles with Hades for many years. They’re the killing machines that Hades personally developed. In the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, excluding the 12 hall masters, the strength of these two can be ranked in the top ten among the envoys.” Philip nodded at his words, and his gaze fell on Hans who was chatting with a hot girl over there. He asked, “What about in comparison to him?”