Harmony Hollow Novels & Stories

Planet Harmony, Arnold’s Sanctuary. Planet Harmony is a place for all characters from all Games, TV Shows, Anime & etc., to see Planet Harmony as their home. But on May 5th 2042, Corona Virusknife, Emperor’s Older Sister, took over Planet Harmony. Her goal was to eradicate the entire population of Planet Earth, Arnold’s home. Arnold didn’t know that his Sanctuary; Planet Harmony was fully taken over by Corona. What’s even worse, Emperor, his Inkling son vanished after he committed one of the worst revenge moments of Planet Harmony silencing the entire community of Inkopolis. Also, the disappearance of the Squid Sisters’ Callie & Marie, Off the Hook’s Pearl & Marina and Deep Cut’s Frye, Shive

Vera (voice like gravel): “We’re the last three from the Appalachian Covenant. Everyone else is dead. We heard this valley still stands. We want to know why.” Remy’s dagger hand twitches under the table. Celeste (careful): “Who’s hunting you?” Holly’s smile dies. Holly: “Something that calls itself the Hollow Choir. They wear the faces of the heirs they’ve already taken. And they’re getting closer.” The bloodstone burns cold. Crown HUD (new crimson alert): THREAT DETECTED – HOLLOW CHOIR Origin: Unknown Method: Identity theft via consumption of crown fragment

"I want to recruit everything that can carry a note. Living or otherwise." Jack reached the egg chamber. The crystallized walls were pulsing with the Harmony's accelerating compound frequency, each pulse slightly stronger than the last. The twelve shard-emissaries stood in their positions around the chamber, their individual notes wavering as the unison pressure built. Shard-Haley -- the former mathematical precision incarnate, now gloriously chaotic thanks to the baby's calibrated note -- was visibly struggling. Her neon-pink sweater flickered toward powder blue with each pulse. "The Harmony is trying to flatten me," Shard-Haley reported, her voice carrying the specific panic of someone who

The exact second the engine noise vanished from the street, Harmony grabbed both of my shoulders, shaking me violently. "Oh my God!" she shrieked. I looked up toward the winter sky, already exhausted and already defeated. The official Winter Lights festival hadn't even started yet, and somehow, I knew with absolute certainty, Black Hollow was only getting warmed up for a fight.

It seems like she wants to run away from them but she was cornered by the four of them. "Oooh, really? Don’t you want to come with us? We’re famous and you can be famous too when you stick with us. " Vivian said in a sweet but sarcastic tone. Famous your face. You just wanted her to be your slave to follow you around. "Or maybe she wants to join Harmony. Aren’t you? " Mia said in a threatening way. I peeked from the side of the door to see what’s going on. They were facing the other direction so they didn’t see me. Page was still sitting on her seat staring at her hands. I can barely see her because Vivian, Wilona, Mia, and Blanche.

It was ajar again… and she was gone. The blackout deepened, as if someone had cut more than just the overhead emergency light. Even the hum of the servers grew weaker, a strange, unnatural fade. Then the faintest glow appeared across the room—red, small, but moving. A laser dot. It landed on Jax’s chest. Leo didn’t think—he moved. One hand slammed into Jax’s shoulder, shoving him hard to the side just as the muted pfft of another suppressed shot cut through the dark.

It was a wound. The sky above was gray and rotting, and the air shimmered with a pale, golden mist that clung to her skin like grief. Black trees stretched into the horizon like skeletal hands, their bark wet with sap that smelled of iron and burnt sage. Riven came through behind her, and the Gate sealed itself shut. They were alone. But not for long. “The Hollow senses you,” he said. “Is that good?” “No.” They walked in silence, through the pathless land where the ground cracked and pulsed beneath their feet.

Echoes of the Hollow The morning light seeped weakly through the shattered windows of the old chapel, casting long shadows across the cracked stone floor. Sarah sat against the cold wall, the bloodstone nestled in her palm, its faint pulse syncing with the rhythm of her racing heart. The air was thick with silence, but beneath it, she could feel the echo of the Hollow’s power distant, but persistent. John knelt beside her, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. His eyes were dark with worry, but beneath the fear lay a burning determination. “We made it through last night, the first one is gone... for now.”

“After everything I’ve done to bring you back.” The Hallow should be towering by now. It should be strong enough to step into the daylight, to reclaim what was once its domain. This town was built on its bones, its power, its hunger. The founders understood that. They fed it. Honored it. Feared it. But fear has faded in Hallow’s Edge. And I intend to restore it. I step deeper into the market chaos, unseen, unnoticed. People are still shaken from the surge, Raven Warren’s surge. The girl is unconscious in Emily Connor’s arms, Noah hovering over her like a guard dog. Grace Connor is checking her pulse. Liam is scanning the woods.

Harley was the product of an affair. After her mother died, she decided to make contact with her father, Ron Hale, a criminal and leader of a felon-filled, biker outlaw club, The Savage Scorpions. After months of virtual communication, she decides to visit him in his small Californian town of Pleasant-Tree-Ville. When she arrives, she gets less than a warm welcome from the other SS members. As the days pass, she starts forming friendships, bonds and something a little more with Alexander Coates, Her father's second-in-command... and best friend.