Hollow Knight Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“One most thought was just that—a tale told around fires and written in half-rotted texts no one believed anymore. It speaks of a daughter of the moon. A maiden born of her light, sent not to a battlefield, not to a throne—but to the Hollow. To awaken it. To bind to it. To protect what grows here and the beasts who serve beneath her.” Khael shifts beside me and lets out a quiet breath. Then he turns to Vastian, then to me. “It explains why she’s been transforming so fast. Why the Hollow was so damn relentless about keeping her.” His eyes narrow, voice dark with memory. “The density of the mist increased every time she even thought about leaving.” A smile, thin and grim, pulls at his lips. “A

The hollow whistle in her throat turned into a soft human sob. One by one the other Hollowed reached the top. They did not attack the warriors. They gathered around me a sea of silver ghosts seeking the sun. I felt Ronans hand on my shoulder his strength pouring into me to keep me from fainting as the Hollowed drained my energy. I was a living bridge, between the Moon and the abandoned. Kael whispered, "Look," and pointed to the center of the pit.

For the first time, they looked afraid. The Hollow’s voice slid through me again. “You see now? You are not the cage. You are the key.” I shook my head. “I’m not yours.” But it laughed, a low sound that vibrated through the trees. Then I felt Kael and a faint pull in my chest. His heartbeat is uneven but strong. He was coming. The bond stretched between us, hot and alive. The Hollow felt it too. “He’ll never free you,” it whispered. “He’s bound by blood to end you.” “Shut up,” I said, clutching my arm. “You don’t know him.” “Oh, I do. I was there when the oath was made.”

"According to the book I read, the first lunar heir trapped the hollow king in the void when he descended into a state of madness. The only one who could have opened the void was the eclipse wolf, an even nastier creature than the hollow king." My mind spiralled. "But why me? Why show me that? Why now?" Stefan hesitated, a muscle ticking in his jaw. "Because I think the Hollow King wants you as his bride or he wants revenge, especially with you being a Lunar Heir." My breath hitched in my throat, my head spinning. "I once saw the hollow king in my dream. He was disappointed. He said I didn’t have the mark of his vessel," he continued, and my eyes widened.

“I can’t undo what I’ve done. But maybe… I can stop it from going further.” Behind them, the trees stirred. A voice—deep and twisted—shook the air. “I gave you power, Nyra. And this is how you repay me?” From the shadows beyond the lake, a figure stepped forth. The Hollow King. Twisted by corruption, his body crackled with red flame and void magic. Eyes like twin stars gone black fixed on them. “You were my weapon,” he snarled. “My final shard of vengeance.” Nyra stood, facing him. “No. I was never yours.”

"I lied, Yeon. I made up the story about visiting Jiho to give you and Hwa some alone time. You both have been getting distant from each other lately, and it was stressing me out that it might be because of me." Yeon had always known what was wrong with his relationship with Hwa. It wasn't just the lack of feeling from Yeon, he tried, or How Hwa always felt so possessive about him. There was something deeper, something that Yeon could not put his finger on. And then there was the kiss, the one that he shared with Jun that night. It wasn't something that Yeon had planned. It just happened, and it made him realize that his feelings for Hwa were never romantic, even if he tried to grow feelings

I prayed that we will continue to be a complete and understanding family where there is no conflict. I looked at the man beside me, the man who made my life complete. The man who made me believed that there really is true love for me. I smiled knowing that he’ll always be my side, protecting me and our future little ones soon. This man is my life and without him, I would be nothing. I rested my head on his shoulders and felt the solemnity of the place. This is my home, my knight in shining suit who would save me always. Ethan is and will always be my home.

Long enough for me to not be able to see your presence. 'As you wish, my lady.' After the knight followed her order, Aurora began to walk faster as to lose the knight purposely. Aurora knew that her brothers care for her so much but she felt much more comfortable being alone than having a knight escorted her everywhere she goes. Ensuring the knight has lost sight of Aurora, she went the opposite way where after several minutes she found a secret lawn decorated with a thunderous man-made fountain with layered water flow. Around it, an untold number of butterflies and fireflies where it had to brighten the place much more pleasant.

Then: “You sound like your father.” The words landed like a blade. The bond convulsed violently. Pain. Fear. Hope. Too much all at once. Because for the first time in his life— Alaric no longer heard that comparison as an insult. The realization nearly shattered Eleanor’s heart. The Architect shifted its gaze toward the Hollow King again. “You infected the line irreparably.” The Hollow King’s shadows twisted upward across the sky. “No,” he said softly. “I taught them to love.” The mountain answered him instantly.

She swallowed, and something about the way his eyes were looking into hers — not like she was a weapon he had to hold, not like she was glass he couldn’t touch, but like she was his, equal, loved — made her change what she had planned to say. She didn’t lie. Not this time. She just didn’t tell all of it. “I saw something,” she whispered. “On the other side. I think it’s Him. The Hollow King. Or His shadow. I don’t know. He tried to… reach. He wanted me to agree to something. To open. I told Him no.” Collin’s jaw flexed. “Good girl.” Her eyes stung. “It didn’t like ‘no,’” she breathed. “I’ll kill it,” he said, voice steady, terrifyingly sure. “Whatever it is, whatever He is — I’ll kill Him.”