Hollow Knight Novels & Stories

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Anyone who was skilled in Ghastly Thirteen Needles would have capitalized on it already. This technique was a money-maker. “I said that I was familiar with it, but I never said I could execute it.” Kaze listed a bunch of terms callously. “Hollow Lock, Hollow Manor, Hollow Keep, Hollow Passage, Hollow Echo, Hollow Assembly, Hollow Cush, Hollow Core, Hollow Heart, Hollow Gait, Hollow Missive, Hollow Refuge, Hollow Vault, and Hollow Shadow.”

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

No, it couldn’t be… The large beast flapped its serpentine wings above her head as it came in for a landing. It’s scales took on the color of honey, shining like mirrors in the sun, and it landed with the grace of a blue heron, as it’s onyx talons clacked against the concrete patio. Madchen gasped as the beast shook it’s shiny scales, and sitting atop its head were two beautiful black horns. Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her.

Sword-saint said coldly and the temperature of the room seemed to drop a few degrees “Sword-saint, do you know the meaning of what you just said?” White-haired predator asked in shock “Your majesty, I think I have an idea.” Thousand-nights Predator who had been silent the whole time suddenly spoke up and a soft sigh escaped the King’s lips “Speak up Thousand-nights.” The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

“That place is unstable.” “Yes,” I said. “Which is why it works.” Darius frowned. “Explain.” I took a slow breath, grounding myself in what I knew—what I *felt*. “The Hollow isn’t just land. It’s where the old system used to bleed into itself. Residual energy, broken markers, unfinished rituals… it’s layered with fragments.” Kairos’s gaze sharpened. “Fragments of balance.” “Yes,” I nodded. “Not whole enough to control anything. Not strong enough to dominate. But still present.”

“They’ve found us.” A Hollow One stepped into view at the cave’s entrance, its skeletal form draped in tattered robes that fluttered like wisps of shadow. Its eyes burned like twin coals in the gathering dusk, and it let out a piercing screech that reverberated off the stone walls. Without hesitation, it charged, its claws outstretched toward them. Caden met it head-on, his sword clashing against its bone-like talons in a shower of sparks. Torren grabbed his daggers, ignoring the sharp stab of pain in his leg, and flanked the creature, his blades darting in to seek weak points in its unnatural defenses.

The sanctuary pulse became louder now. Not through sound. Through pressure. Ethan felt it inside his bones. Hungry. Ancient. Waiting. Kael forced another archive open and immediately wished he hadn’t. Massive recursive bio-structures. Artificial consciousness systems layered across dimensional architecture. Predatory adaptive intelligence designed specifically to target entities existing beyond recursive dependency. One project designation repeated across every surviving fragment. THE HOLLOW KING. Raven noticed Kael’s expression immediately. “What is it?” Kael looked physically sick now.