Hallowed Fantasy Novels & Stories

His presence wasn’t loud, yet no one dared speak while he stood. Dressed in rich royal blue, every inch of him screamed regality, right down to his shining leather shoes. He stood before his pact—his chosen allies—not a pack. Enigmas could not hold other Enigmas in a traditional pack. Instead, they formed Pacts: elite alliances of power forged through synchronized pheromones. A ritual of dominance and mutual respect, where two high-ranking Enigmas bind their aura to others, marking them with a bond deeper than blood.

Two more came running in from a side hallway, and she heard as a few more came running up from behind the doors. She ran straight towards the one up front without any hesitation. And although it reached out to grab her, one of her drones shot it with a full discharge of electricity. There was a loud CRACK as it struck the Hallowed, and completely fried its internal circuitry. The Hallowed was flung backwards with force, then fell to the ground, dead. Its limbs shook from the excess electricity that coursed through them. As she neared the stone steps, she noticed that two of them were running down each side. On top of that, three more were coming in from her right side, where some sort of amp

“Mother.” Hazel whispered, turning towards the altar where her mother's body lay shrouded in white cloth, a conduit between the living and the dead. “Hazel, wake up your mate,” her mother's voice urged through the whispers. Hazel acted swiftly, gripping Wyatt's hand in hers as she pleaded, “Wyatt, wake up.” Sybil's mocking voice cut through the tension, her enchantments swirling around them. Moonlight filtered through a halo above the altar, casting an eerie glow on the scene.

"And if you fall into a river?" Killian looked at Seraphina. She folded her arms. "I'll think about it." Kael nearly choked laughing. Morwen raised her staff. Ancient runes illuminated the courtyard. Golden light spread across the ground. A doorway slowly appeared—floating, shimmering, beautiful, and terrifying. Beyond it lay nothing, only endless white mist: the entrance to the Hollow Realm. Eryx inhaled deeply. "I hate this place." Caelan nodded. "I died here once."

Before he could respond, the hall went quiet. Not gradually. All at once. Next thing she knew. The Hallowed Hall was the kind of room that made you understand why certain spaces were built large not for capacity. Stone arches rose sixty feet overhead. and the modern lighting suspended within them managed the remarkable feat of feeling both cold and warm simultaneously. The floor was dark marble. The seating was arranged in a wide semicircle facing a raised dais at the front. and every seat was filled with vampire students to the left Nora had been cataloguing the room since she sat down.

Mommy and Daddy were dead. Cobra might be dead. Tyron might be dead. I was tired. So tired of running. Maybe if I died, I would see them again. That thought made me feel sad but happy. I opened my mouth and swallowed the liquid on purpose. It burned down my throat like hot pepper. My eyes watered. My chest felt tight. The world started moving strangely. The trees leaned sideways. The red glow stretched into a long line. The men’s voices sounded far away, like they were underwater.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

1000 years ago "òktus họ̀lliüm bolîûm stranga" "Grâstōna galián" "Isùlã gàronà drâmōn yéturâ" "The reign of the demon hybrid shall come when the supernatural realm shall be redeemed under the leadership of the Demon Hybrid"

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Scarlet commanded, in a very casual tone. "What? You didn't think we would actually want to eat with you guys right? See I had a long day, I don't want to reek of blood tonight so…." They scrambled out before she finished her sentence, what had bothered them the most wasn't death but the torture before it. It is rumored Alicia could use the "Sage of the spirit", an extremely brutal stone-like fruit rarely ever found which could cause unimaginable pain and intense hallucinations when used on a vampire.