Bleach Hollow King Novels & Stories

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

The Alpha hit the cavern wall, leaving a dent in the stone, and slid down into a pile of skulls. Heriberto stood up. He was glowing now, too bright to look at directly. The Siphon was taking full control. His human skin was peeling away like burning paper, revealing the pure void beneath. "Enough games," the Hollow King said. His voice shook the ground. He raised both hands. The ceiling of the mine began to rumble. Dust rained down. A rock the size of a car crashed down onto the walkway, missing Daxon by inches. "If I cannot have this world," Heriberto said, "then I will bury it."

Kaelen stepped closer to the edge of the glowing markings beneath us, scanning the fractures. “The seal is reacting faster every time she connects emotionally,” he said quietly. “If what it said is true… keeping them close might actually be making it worse.” Rex’s jaw tightened instantly. “No.” One word. Final. The Hollow King’s voice drifted through the cavern again, calm as ever. “Denial does not change structure.” Rex finally turned toward it. “You talk too much.” A faint pause. Then— “Yet you listen.” That got under his skin. I could tell.

The Hollow King's Mark Kael had faced monsters before. But this was different. This was not a monster. This was something older. Bigger. Beyond comprehension. The moment the Hollow King stepped fully into the ruined plane, the air turned so heavy it felt like Kael’s bones would snap from the pressure. Aria was still trembling in his arms, her skin gone nearly translucent. The sigil on her body was glowing with an eerie silver light—one that pulsed in rhythm with the Hollow King’s footsteps.

Damien looked murderous. Kael looked worried. The house looked like it might collapse from spite. I folded my arms to hide my shaking hands. “You forgot tired, confused, and currently bleeding in several emotionally symbolic places.” For the first time, Silas seemed almost amused. Almost. Then he looked toward the sealed stairs beneath the house. His expression hardened. “The Hollow King heard the oath wake. He will not sleep again.” The words landed like stones. Kael’s blade lowered slightly. Damien’s hand brushed mine.

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

"Want to see something? Come here and open this box." I got up quietly and went to that box. The thought of what would be inside that box made my heart restless. I extended one hand and opened it within the next breath. A dead body, covered from head to foot with new white linen, was lying under the box. He slid his hands and removed the linen. Her clothes were like that of a royal queen with bloodstains over them. There was grief on her face. And a broken bangle tied around her hand with sharp edges. One end of the bangle pierced her vein, and the blood fell off. Her skin seemed colder.

Alot of scientists, after hearing of the existence of the mysterious creature, have been to the den for research, but none of them ever came out alive, and the secret behind their death, have always been a mystery, as no one could tell what happens to all the scientists. "Lucifer!" They all bowed slightly, while staring down at their feet, nobody dares to look him in the face, nobody dares to go on a suicide mission, looking him in the eyes. "Miguel..." His deep voice, surrounded with a dark aura, came on, sending shivers down their spine. They keep drowning in their own fear, as they awaited what the king has to say. As much as they want to be calmed, his aura keep telling them otherwise, a

he mentions, rubbing his neck where the knife was, before nodding at my once wounded shoulder. I blink. "What?" Grey taps his chin, remembering his encounter with this man. "This may not be credible, but the man was drunk off his ass, claiming his friend brought the whole bar drinks because he made so much from that one job. Even I got a-" "Shut up. Get to the point," I growl, as it dawns on me what Tai has done. "He said the King paid his friend to have you shot. He didn't say if he knew why, though," Grey admits, rubbing the back of his neck.

It will pull me to her and I just can’t control myself I will for sure end up going to her room and fucking her all over again. I took my toothpaste and brushed my teeth while staring at my reflection blankly, I’m the hybrid king! A powerful wizard and a bloodthirsty vampire! No one ever disrespected me ever, But she a 19-year-old woman did that yet I could not do anything instead craved for her blood and was always horny. Wanting to fuck her senselessly. How did I become from the great hybrid king to always horny teenager? God did play a dirty game with me!