Bleach Hollow King Novels & Stories

“If you come with me, he’ll lose. You know why?” She tilted her head, wiping a tear; “A King is nothing without his Queen.” She jumped for me and a scream tumbled off my lips because I was not ready this time. ***

Its fur was streaked with black veins. Kane. Lyla sprang to her feet, fire coiling around her fists. "Still clinging to the forest’s magic?" Kane sneered, his voice low and guttural in his half-shifted form. His claws flexed. His muscles twitched beneath the corrupted veins. "That power is dying. The Hollow King is taking it back." Lyla tightened her grip on the talisman. "You’re just a pawn, Kane. You don’t even know what you’ve unleashed."

The king’s eyes, which had been closed in ecstasy, suddenly flew open… and locked with mine. My knees instantly became weak. They weren’t dark red anymore but amber. ‘H-how? Is it a hybrid thing?’ Is he going to kill me for staring at him? My erratic breathing wasn’t just from the initial fear that had crippled me. His eyes on me as he drew blood from the maid’s hand stirred something strange in my lower belly. I just couldn’t bring myself to look away

“So that’s the leverage they used.” I sucked in air, throat burning. “Let her go.” He tilted his head. “She isn’t mine.” “She’s not theirs either,” I snapped. Outside, Vesper shouted something I couldn’t fully hear—then a crash, like someone was slammed into stone. The cage shook again. The crack widened. The Hollow King stepped fully into the first cage, ash-pale body tall and calm, like he’d always belonged here. The carved crescent on his throat glowed faintly, not from rune-light but from something deeper—like his voice had teeth even when it was silent.

Ancient beings were emerging from impossible prisons. Something beyond reality wanted to consume existence itself. And the Hollow Queen sounded annoyed that people were staring at her. The Empty King recovered first. "You're not alive." The Queen glanced at him. "No." "You're not dead either." "Closer." The Empty King's jaw tightened. "You split yourself." The battlefield went quiet again. The Hollow Queen smiled. "There he is." Aurelia looked horrified. "You actually did it." "I didn't have a choice." "You always had a choice."

" Behind us, Jody's heart-wrenching sobs filled the air. I pushed down the last bit of pain in my chest and walked into the sunset. Chloe, from now on... Daddy is going to live a good life for you in this world. The End

It was as if Reaper’s Hollow operated in its own bubble—a dated bubble at that. There was one other male in the room. A tall, thin, though well-built, African American sat at a table in the back, his long legs not fitting under the table. He was flipping through a sports magazine, and Cutter noticed he hadn’t bothered to bring anything else but a pencil. He looked up at Cutter and ran a hand over his bald head before declaring. “Dang—they really did hire another dude.” Trying to curtail his laughter, Cutter stepped over. “Hi. Just the two of us then?”

Did not bow. But neither did he show the slightest discomfort beneath the king’s attention. It was… rare. Vaelreth leaned back slowly against his throne. Below, Adrian turned and began walking away from the platform, disappearing into the shadows of the citadel. The crowd continued cheering. But the king was no longer watching the execution stone. His mind lingered elsewhere. On the quiet human who carried out death without hesitation. On the strange darkness he sensed inside him. And on the way Adrian had looked directly at him without fear.

Its face looked almost normal until it smiled too wide. “You carry the throne of ruin,” it said softly. “I said I’m not your queen.” “But you will be.” The cracks beneath its skin brightened. Kael moved before I could react, throwing a blade directly into the Hollow’s chest. The creature staggered backward with a distorted screech. Then chaos exploded. The Hollows attacked all at once. Kael shoved me aside just as one lunged toward us. Its claws sliced through the air inches from my face. “Run!” he shouted.

The witches and warlocks had beams of magic radiating from their fingers as they looked at the dark king who dared challenge the king of the land with his maiden. “I have been lenient on you once Verone, but I was younger and you had drained me. If you don’t get out of my sight this instant, I will be sure to make you regret ever coming out of that pit you were hiding in” Klaus said glaring at the king. His voice changing as his wolf made himself known. My eyes widened at the sight and I found my heart racing as Grace pulled me back to check on me, her eyes worried as she scanned me for any injuries despite knowing that the dark one had not even touched me.