Hollow Hollow Novels & Stories

Child of shadow and light. She who carries both shall rise… The Hallow surges. A pulse of dark energy slams through the cabin, rattling the windows, shaking dust from the rafters. Jason stumbles, grabbing the wall. “Brad...what the hell was that?!” I exhale slowly. “The Hallow,” I murmur. “It knows.” Jason’s voice cracks. “Knows what?” “That she’s the One.” The shadows coil tighter, swirling around my feet, eager, restless, alive. Jason swallows hard. “What does the Hallow want with her?”

" 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

The Hollow hums around us, low and alive. And the Moon’s Maiden… awakens.

“What?” Her eyes stayed fixed on the dark creature. “It remembers the Moonborn.” The ship fell silent. Even the ocean suddenly felt colder. Gabriel’s expression hardened. “What exactly is that thing?” Lyra answered quietly. “A Hollow.” The name alone sounded wrong. Ancient. Dangerous. Trevor slowly raised his hand. “I don’t like the name already.” “Nobody asked,” Cassian muttered. Lyra stepped closer to the ship edge carefully. “The Hollows were created during the first Moonborn war.”

The way her mother had decided things. Not asked. Not negotiated. *Decided.* Kairen recognized it. She saw him recognize it. Saw the expression move across his face— Grief and love and something that was almost a smile. Almost. "She sounds like you," he said quietly. "Yes," Luna said. "Tell me about the Hollow One." He breathed. "The Hollow One is not a being in the conventional sense," Kairen said. "Not a wolf. Not a goddess. Not anything with a fixed form or a name in the way you and I have names."

Lovers in secret. But as they read on, darker things begin to surface. The couple repeatedly references something they call The Hollow One. Local legend says, If you linger in the valley after dark, do not answer the voice that sounds like your own. The oldest tales warn of a hunger that waits beneath the stones, formless and patient, thin as a shadow but deeper than the graves. No one says its real name twice. The name appears often. Always accompanied by warnings. Fear. Urgency. One entry reads:

Silhouette Two I had never left my hometown. I had never had any reason to; after all there was everything I would ever need in it. A college, where I had gotten my degree, and a family business I had hoped to take control of one day. But things changed. And I didn’t know whether that change was going to become for the worst or for the better.

He looked at her, and even though it was dark, she could tell by his expression, illuminated in the eerie light of the dashboard, he wasn’t joking around. With a deep breath, Ru recited Reaper’s Hollow History 101. “Reaper’s Hollow was founded by Thomas Reaper in 1789. It’s named for the founder and his family, who lived there and started a trading post with local native tribes. Our school, Thomas Elementary, was named for Reaper. Even though he had an unusual last name, children need not be frightened because Reaper was a good, church going man. He had twelve children with three wives, and some of his descendants still live in the area. Is that what you wanted to hear?” She had recited it a

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.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"