Hololive Council Novels & Stories

All I can do is be there for her. Throughout this whole time, I’ve been visiting her for a few hours each day, just to check in on her and be there through this whole thing. I couldn’t imagine what she might be going through. I’ve seen Arienne lose a mate once before, and it absolutely baffles me that he’d let this happen to someone else if he could help it. I wonder what Arienne's talking about with The Council while I sit with Kat. The Council is made up of a few representatives from each supernatural species, and they're in charge of keeping peace between all of them. Usually they don't get involved in wars or battles between werewolves, since it happens so often.

They recognized the need for open communication, cooperation, and trust. In one of these council meetings, Luna Ruby voiced her thoughts, "Our unity is our strength, but we must remain vigilant. The wounds of the past are healing, but we cannot afford to forget the lessons learned." A vampire council member agreed, "Agreed, Ruby. We need mechanisms for conflict resolution and ongoing collaboration. Our future relies on it." As discussions continued, the joint council decided to establish a set of protocols for handling disputes and maintaining a harmonious alliance. These protocols emphasized the importance of transparency, communication, and collective decision-making.

Each of the categories had sub categories, and it was one of my responsibilities as an Elite Officer of The Council to know them all, and their strengths and weaknesses inside out. I knocked on the door of Elder Nathaniel Bethrinton, one of the UK Branch’s Shifter representatives and my mentor, and didn’t before walking in. I was greeted with two pairs of eyes, one being my mentor and the second being Drake Valcoin, one of the representatives for the immortals and the Branch High Council Elder. The High Council was made up of one Elder from each Branch and was led by The Sovereign. Other than the title, any information on The Sovereign was a strictly guarded secret.

What could he possibly want now? “I heard that three members of the Supernatural Council were at the academy last week,” he said. Yes, that was him 100%. No greetings. No fondness. Not even a hint of warmth in his voice. I was used to it by this point. It was the way he had always been after all. “I don’t know who all is on it. Which three were here?” I asked him. It was true after all. “Alpha Theo, King Jackson, and Luna Ziyah.”

Samael called to my attention. I held a hand at him and looked at the rest of the council. "From now on, Julia will cease to be a council member. She has overstepped her limits, and this will not be tolerated by me. I should have your hands for this, but you'll keep them. Let this be a lesson to the rest of you wise ones. Next time, instigate nothing behind my back. Everything that concerns me, my ears must be told. This council is hereby dismissed. I need to get laid."

Somewhere below, Luna drooled on a wolf plush and dreamed about magic dirt. Between those two points, Lyra Hale sat alone in her office and wondered, not for the first time, whether controlling the damage was the same thing as healing it. Tomorrow, the Council would come with their cameras and their questions. Tonight, at least, she knew where Aiden Voss was allowed to stand. And where he would bleed if he stepped wrong.

The Moon Goblets exploded the moment my parents raised them for the ceremonial toast. Red wine mixed with Firethorn extract burst across my mother's face, soaking the dress she had spent months preparing for my Marking Ceremony. My father threw himself in front of her. He slipped on the shattered crystal, crashing to the floor as broken glass sliced deep into his palm. Evelyn Ashcroft smiled. "Oh, Moon Goddess. I didn't expect the trick goblets to go off so easily!" She wore a pale gold dress that looked far more suitable for a Luna than an Alpha’s assistant. "They look like they crawled out of a rogue camp." My whole body shook with rage. Evelyn blinked at me, looking perfectly innocent. "Y