Hollow King Bleach Novels & Stories

" 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

"Trust me little one, if we could kill all the ghabiun we would be set and not have to worry about these sorts of problems." Belle started to descend down the stairs until Elijah turned and looked at her. He sneered when he saw who it was. He focused back to the king. "All I am doing is telling you the truth..." He then pointed towards Belle. "They do not want dirty blood to soil the Royal Line!" As soon as he said that, he started to turn his head. Out of nowhere the King fist his hand together and landed a punch on his cheek. Elijah held onto his cheek with the blow that was made. Zephyr's rage was so bad at the moment , he grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hoisted him off of his

The others wait behind me in breathless silence. I can feel their tension like a physical thing. Caelan is the only one who steps forward, positioning himself beside me without hesitation. His palm brushes mine, and the contact sends electricity up my arm. A shape begins to form from the ash and shadow. He’s taller than I remember from my dreams. Cloaked in bones that gleam like polished ivory, crowned with antlers that drip with silver moss like tears, the Hollow King emerges from the veil between worlds. His eyes are empty sockets that should hold nothing but darkness.

His eyes locked on mine, and for a heartbeat, everything else fell away. I met him halfway. “You didn’t have to face him alone,” he murmured. “I didn’t,” I said. “You’re here.” He smiled but tired, proud. Then the earth shook again. From the far side of the keep, a crack tore open in the ground—wide, deep, glowing with unnatural light. The Hollow King had arrived. He stepped over the fallen stones like they were dust, his beasts crawling behind him, black eyes gleaming, limbs twisted by cursed magic. The wind itself recoiled from his presence.

Sokolov grunted, checking his weapon, “I didn’t sign up for wizard wars.” “But you stayed,” Bain said with a small grin. “That’s why we’ll win.” II. Inside the Throne The gates of the Hollow Throne opened like a gaping mouth. Inside was a circular chamber of impossible size. Black marble twisted with ivory bones formed the walls, while the ceiling spiraled upward into a storm of blood-red clouds. And at the center — it sat. The Hollow King. Not a creature. Not a man. An ancient will clothed in stolen bodies, wearing a thousand faces at once — male, female, child, beast — shifting constantly, flickering like a nightmare unfinished.

The mountain groaned. Cracks spread across every wall. The Devourer immediately rose to its feet. "Duck!" Nobody questioned it. Everyone dropped. A second later, a black tendril erupted through the floor. The thing was enormous. A twisting mass of darkness and fractured silver light. It smashed through a pillar. Wrapped around another. And crushed it effortlessly. Warriors scrambled backward. The tendril withdrew. Then another burst through. Then another. Then another. The Hollow had arrived. The First King moved instantly.

"Now we just have to survive long enough to read it." We headed for the car hidden down the logging road. The storm above the mountain was swirling faster now. The eye of the hurricane was opening, glowing with a sickly purple light. The Hollow King was coming. And this time, he wasn't sending golems or projections. He was coming himself.

Selene nodded. "The Hollow King represented chaos." The red-eyed male laughed softly. "Such a cruel description." "No," Selene replied. "An accurate one." The Hollow King's smile disappeared. For the first time, genuine hatred flashed across his face. Julia watched carefully. Something felt incomplete. Like pieces were still missing. Selene turned back toward her. "The Hollow King wasn't born evil." Silence. Even the Hollow King looked surprised. The First Alpha's jaw tightened. But he didn't interrupt.

Through the haze, I saw her, 'Elyra' falling, the light flickering from her body. And standing in her place - A figure. Tall. Drenched in black mist. Eyes glowing red. “The Hollow King…” I whispered. He’d crossed the veil. Through her. He looked down at me and smiled. “This world will burn in moonfire and shadow,” he said. “And your daughter is the key.” Then everything went dark. —

he looked between both of them, then finally settled on Calhoun. "Just who the hell are you?" As Elena was about to reply, Calhoun squeezed her tightly, signaling that he would love to do the introduction by himself. "I am Calhoun. Husband of my queen Elena, and the current king of the Blood kingdom. it's nice to meet you." "B-Blood kingdom?" Wazir sputtered, fear now coming into his eyes. Even Svetlana and Darukï were no longer at ease, their body slowly preparing to defend against any foul play.