Hololive Council Novels & Stories

"I'd like to welcome you to The Moon Light Pack, my name is Franklin Picou I am an ambassador to the council," "Ambassador to the council?" Killian asked rhetorically as he stepped through the threshold of the brick building. "Yes, this is Councilor Josef Hoffmann," Frank motioned to an older man with gray hair and a pale complexion. The older gentleman bowed his head as he made his way to his seat at a rectangular table. "This is Councilor Wanda Petrov," An older woman sashayed over to Killian bowing her head and placing her hand in his, before making her way over to the table. "This is Councilor Sharon Kowalski, she is head of the council," An older woman walked over carrying her cane as s

She was taken to a great chamber lit by ghost-flame, where the Council sat. Twelve thrones. Twelve shadows. Some bore faces — others did not. One wore a crown of thorns that bled. Another was draped entirely in veils, and spoke in riddles to no one. These were the elders of the Hollow — bound by ancient oaths to balance life, death, and the power in between. A woman stepped forward from the council dais. Tall, eyes like obsidian stars. “She is untested,” the woman said. “But the blood sings. We can all feel it.”

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.

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

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.”

I comment. Callisto is my codename given to me by the Death Kings, just as she was given Seraphim and Carmen was given Witch. I missed it. “We need to go rescue my baby brother-in-love,” Ali answers for me. “Rye and I are sending the boys in to start and end a gang war.” “Again,” Carmen comments with an eye roll. “You Death Kings seem to like doing that. I’m guessing you already have the new rulers in place?” Carmen asks, already knowing the answer.