Godric's Hollow Novels & Stories

A voice poured through me, raw and ancient, ripping the air apart as it spoke: “She is not yours. She will not kneel. The gods have lied.” The banners tore. The altar cracked. Oil caught fire. In her womb, something shifted. Something that should never have been blessed. Gasps rose around me. Glyphs spiralled into the air like black-flamed roots. They didn’t burn — they bled. I couldn’t stop the collapse. My knees buckled, my vision went white, and the words came unbidden from my mouth: > “The Hollow-Blood stirs beneath your feet.

Their weapons were trained on us, their faces cold and unyielding. Sirius stood under the harsh light, his gaze drifting upward to the night sky. For a long, unnerving moment, he seemed lost in thought, his expression unreadable. Then, his eyes snapped back to me, and a wide, charismatic grin spread across his face. "It's been a while since I was here!" he exclaimed, his voice booming through the ruined room. "Feels too good to be home!"

AN HOUR AFTER BREAKFAST (9:00 AM) “Honey, come help your brother to the garden, he wants to take a walk,” mom calls to Gracie, who is upstairs, studying her physics textbook so she can get better at it before her school resumes. “Mom, she's studying... I'll just walk the garden myself,” I say and mom nods.” “Alright, but be careful. If you need anything, just call on me, and I'll get it for you,” mom says and I nod. “Don't move a muscle Gar, I'll take you!” Gracie yells as she runs down the stairs.

And on top of that, if this is a real-world, then I am in a dog shit bad luck. "Eh... Your highness, you might have forgotten that you slept with the Elmahnean princess, Filuna? You should be aware that being the only goblin in this whole world, who almost looks like all of us, puts you into everyone's target." Avery had become frightened seeing the young man's mischievous smirk and careless behavior. Elves were already pale-skinned creatures, but he became paler from the fright.

There was an arched outline behind it that connected it to the wall, the centre of what had once been Selene’s chest now presenting me with the very thing I had been searching for. ...A latch. I quickly reached for it, grasping it in my hand... and though it took a bit of effort, I finally managed to feel the doorway move, opening for the first time in probably a hundred years. Yes... this was it. I’d found it. The last resting place of a Goddess. The crypt of Thea.

“That should be good news.” “In any other world, it might be,” the woman replied. “But you’ve broken its rules. And it’s made something in response.” Sariah stepped closer, her fists clenched. “What did it make?” The woman’s voice softened. “Not a throne. Not a king. A void. A space where purpose used to live. And something else has seen the opening.” Isolde’s breath caught. “The Hollow’s empty now?” The woman nodded. “But nature abhors emptiness. Especially where power once lived.”

Godric stated that if we should allow normal humans to get married to either of our witches or wizards, firstly, our village is no more Godric's hollow as it name was derived from a wizard"s name. And secondly, there won't be equilibrium as normal humans start to love among witches and wizards. The witch that had the intention of marrying a normal human, after several skirmishes among her family and the Godric's soldiers, changed her mind and married a wizard of her own kind. After two decades when Godric had died, the Godric's hollow was ruled by a dozen of wizards called the council of Godric's hollow<

But what use was steel against something like this? The void writhed, twisting and unfurling like the tendrils of some unseen entity. The whispers grew deafening, echoing in Elior’s skull, in Sienna’s, in the very bones of the earth. And then, the voice returned. "We are the Hollow." The tendrils stretched toward them. "And now, we rise." Sienna gasped, her fingers digging into Elior’s arm. “Elior.....” The void surged forward. Elior threw himself in front of her, sword raised.

Then something else—older, fragmented. “We’re close,” I said. Kael slowed slightly, scanning ahead. “This place always felt wrong.” “That’s because it never healed properly,” I replied. Aria’s voice was quiet. “I can feel the breaks.” Kairos nodded. “Layered fractures.” Lyra added, “And none of them align.” Exactly. That was the point. We broke through the last line of dense trees— And stepped into The Hollow. --- It was larger than I remembered. Or maybe it just felt that way now.

" 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