Hollow Knight Story Novels & Stories

Lucien said. The name came out differently from Lucien than it ever had before — not the careful measured tone he used when he was being precise, but something lower and more direct. Something that said, plainly, that the room had run out of time for delayed inevitability. "The Hollow Realm is not empty," Lyra said. "Your father's kingdom — it wasn't just him. It was a world. A full world. With people in it. With beings that had lived there for centuries before the seal went up."

“The Hollow Gate... it won’t open now. The demon prince... can’t cross.” She shook her head. “You gave up your immortality.” His silence was answer enough. Behind them, the chanting stopped. The High Council began to disperse, whispering among themselves. The Hollow Gate—an ancient portal buried beneath the southern cliffs—had begun to crack weeks ago, bleeding magic and madness into their world. Killian had made a deal with the old gods to keep it sealed. And now he was mortal. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked. He gave a faint smile. “Because you would’ve stopped me.”

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

That is why I’ve been dragging out these proper-like preliminary remarks. Even so, I couldn’t possibly go any longer. And after I finally begin the story, it could become like a rock rolling down a hill so that it’ll be harder to stop. But to be sure, just in case it turns out that I lack the resolve, allow me to divulge how it ends here in advance. This story is about a boy who ended up in the Imperial Knights Academy. And that’s just the hell’s ending. The chain of events may not be over, and in any case, my responsibility to him will still continue to be a three years-long affair.

Knight chuckled at his clumsy mate with grateful eyes, "before I know it, I ran out of the forest and entered a small town, and I was afraid of every person I meet because anyone could be from the rogue's pack, or even worse, in my mind at that time." "Of course," Raven nodded. "So, I hid in a small alley, and only came out when it was pitch dark before I couldn't bear the hunger anymore," Knight's eyes fell somewhere behind Raven, so far beyond Raven's reach, "it must have been days since I had my last meal in the rogues pack, well, when I say meal..." Tears broke out of Raven at Knight's last words, and that dragged Knight's wandering mind back to reality. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, little

"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

Was he in trouble again? He had heard about the carnage from their neighboring valley, Twin Hollow had been in turmoil after one of the priests had appointed a knight as their head chief, so he had learned everything he could about the knighthood, what they wore, and all the ceremonies, their training and such. He didn’t want to become a knight, but he observed the glamour of training and how it cleansed the misconducts that tarnished his soul. Elfar mumbled to Damian, “Lad, how old are you?”

“And the Hollow?” For the first time since arriving, the old man looked genuinely unsettled. “The stories changed after the kingdom fell,” he said quietly. “People assumed the Hollow destroyed the bloodline because it feared what the child could become.” I frowned slightly. “Assumed?” The old man’s eyes shifted toward me slowly. Then he said the exact sentence I really wished he hadn’t. “The Hollow was never hunting your bloodline,” he said. The chamber stayed completely silent. My chest tightened immediately because somehow I already knew what he was about to say next. It's the same thing everyone had been saying for the past few days.

I know I was fucked up, but it didn't do any better when these creatures found their way to my home and dragged me out, only to throw me into chaos with a handful of their crazy siblings who I don't know how always bring the best out of a situation where all I can see is gray everywhere around me. "Any updates so far?" Logan leads me toward the table where our group is chatting and taking snapshots on their phones. Before taking my seat, I shook my head. "No, but they are still here." He passes me a drink, "Waiting for the order then?" "I don't take orders to. . . kill." I gave him a knowing look. Making sure no one could hear us, I leaned onto him. "Merely waiting for someone big to come an

“Not with him alone.” The Moon presses harder. The ground hums under my feet. I feel the bond between me and the pack strain, not breaking, but stretching into something that aches. I understand then why the stories never survived. Why Luna Queens were erased instead of remembered. Because no one wants to tell a story like this. This was never about choosing between monsters and men. The Hollow King is not offering himself because he is evil. Collins is not stepping forward because he wants to be a hero. They are both answering the same call from opposite sides of the world. One born to carry the dark. One choosing to carry it because he loves me.