Hollow Knight Wattpad Novels & Stories

"We will grieve. That is what it means to love." The Hollow was silent for a long moment. Then I have nothing more to offer you. The crystal cracked. --- End of Chapter 174

And now I'm ready for whatever comes next. I turn toward the tunnel exit. Toward the surface. Toward the people waiting. Toward my future. But as I take the first step, something shifts. Deep in the earth. Beneath the vault. Something ancient responding to the bonding. A presence. Massive. Old. Waking. Not the stone. Something else. Something that's been sleeping under Iron Valley for centuries. And my bonding just woke it up. --- **[End of Chapter 146]**

I didn’t tell Nathaniel everything, but he could tell I was shaken. “You don’t have to do this alone,” he murmured, kissing my temple as I stared at the map in my lap. “You have me.” I wanted to believe that. I wanted to lean into him and forget the weight of what I’d read. But something told me that the Whispering Flame wasn’t just a name—it was a place. A power. A trial. And it was calling me. The next day, I stood before the Pack council. “I need safe passage into the Dead Hollows,” I announced. “I need to find what was hidden there centuries ago.”

Kaven was a person who had the ability to fold spaces and take them to where the person wanted to meet using that person’s belongings. Tyson and the other knights were surprised to hear that. “Can we use the blood?” Tyson asked, and Hanry shrugged his shoulders. “We can try all the possibilities,” Hanry said nonchalantly. . . . ___________________ From the author: Good news!!! Finally the comic version of this novel is up on W e b t o on and T a p a s. We will publish weekly there. You can just go to the platforms and search by the title. For W e b t o o n app, you can just open this link in your browser:

Moon Goddess, I pray unto you, bestow upon me the other half of myself, the extension of my being, my beast, my wolf. I don’t think I can handle this path you’ve given me by myself. Moon Goddess, are you there? I’m begging you, at least send me a sign that I have a wolf… Please? ***Hey lovely readers, If you want to see more pictures and video trailers of Cillian and Andrei, chat with me about the book, get sneak peeks, and meet other readers, please come find me and talk to me! I'd love to meet you guys! Find me... KT Valentine - Author ... also at KT Valentine's Baby Dolls

"Denounce my title as Gamma of the Eclipse Moon Pack, and reject the Eclipse Moon Pack as my own." Power drained from us both, almost bringing us to our knees, causing us to lean against each other for support. Once the world around us stopped spinning, we began to strip. We tied our clothes around us before shifting and running towards the Lunaris pack. Halfway there, a bright ray of moonlight crossed our path, shining down at the most beautiful sight. A woman stood in our path, radiant in her beauty, as she glowed brightly. Who is that? Xx If you haven't already, please follow me on I n s t a @rae.knight.author or join the Face Book group The Knightly Page Turners. Thank you guys! xX

A broken Forever shined back and forth *** We are close to the end of Book 1. I will start loading book 2 in this same book so you can just flip right into it. It is already completed and I’ll keep with updating about 5 chapters a day. Thank you all so much that have read this far and I hope you enjoyed. Adding book to your library and gems help me as an author to promote book and rankings. Thank you for all that have already done this :) I have more books on W A T T PAD that you can read for free if you want to check out too. Phoebe Phoenix is my pen name and these books titles are there too (they aren’t free to read though) if you want to check out other works by me. ***

LYRA The Hollow does not wait for permission. That’s the first truth I learn when it happens. Not in ritual. Not in solitude. Not in the careful space I promised myself I would choose. It happens in the open. The square is crowded—wolves pressed shoulder to shoulder, voices overlapping, tension still humming from the council’s fracture. Memory has made everyone restless. Names once buried now hover at the edges of conversation like ghosts no one wants to acknowledge aloud. Cain walks beside me, close enough that our arms brush with each step. Not claiming. Not guarding.

Only relationships. And those took time. In a quiet cave on the edge of the known world, Ari sat with an unwritten book in her lap. She had been asked gently, but persistently to record what had happened. The full truth of Mira Hale, Saris, Kaima, and the forming of the Hollow World. She had said yes. And every day since, she had opened the book. And left the page blank. Not because she didn’t know what to write. But because she had finally understood what Kaima meant:

“Father, made, Thorns, but, Mother, made, King, others, will, come, to, see, which, is, stronger.” Others. Not Gerald’s. Others like Cael. Like me. Made by someone else. The world is bigger than Project Hollow. Cael smiles in his sleep. Outside, the marsh is quiet. But the wind carries a scent. Not wolf. Not human. Something older. And it’s watching.