Kim Harrison The Hollows Series Novels & Stories

Adonis' POV I never expected such a thing to happen, not after these people have been silent for such a long time. I was expecting them to have been gone. Vampire hunters! The last time I've had contact with one was about twenty years ago and even though I managed to kill him that night, it never occurred to me that they'll be back or maybe they're more than one on this side of the world. After I left Bella's place around that one in the morning, I was on my way back to my apartment when I felt something following me, tracing my path.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“The same woods we grew up in. The same woods behind our house. Something was hunting. Something old. Something we couldn’t track.” I grip the railing. “The Hollowing?” Dad doesn’t answer directly. “One night, Delaney and Brad went out to investigate a disturbance. A cloaked figure appeared. He demanded Delaney join him.” My heart pounds. “Why her?” “She was the Warren heir,” Dad says. “Powerful. Gifted. And she refused him.” He closes his eyes. “When she refused… he killed Brad.” I inhale sharply. “Right in front of her?”

Vampires emerged from the darkness, moving fast, surrounding the car. The warriors barely had time to react. As they fought to defend themselves, one of the vampires wrenched open the back door. In one brutal motion, it grabbed Harrison and dragged him out of the seat. He didn’t even have time to scream. The vampire vanished into the forest with him, swallowed by the trees and the darkness beyond the road.

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

I smiled gently. “You have a warrior’s body.” I ran my fingers down a particularly ropey scar down her side. “What was this one from?” “Bobby Brown,” she said. “A werewolf that liked to hunt human children. He had a thing for their hearts. He’d barbecue them.” She shuddered with the memory. “He had killed my client’s nephew. Took me a week but I got him. Brought his heart to my client as proof.” She spoke matter of factly, no pride in her voice. She might not be proud of herself, but I was impressed. I had heard of Bobby Brown and had heard of the hunter that got him. I didn’t realize it was her.

AVA'S POV “Just how many broken people were in this pack? I should leave him alone with his problem, I mean, even I have mine to solve.” I muttered, just wanting to leave quickly and quietly without disturbing him. But his next words made me stop dead in my tracks. “Sage...” he called out again. Lifting his head, his eyes suddenly snapped in my direction. It was Kaiden. But there was something about him that was too scary. His beautiful brown eyes were gone, it was replaced with a blood red color, fully highlighted under the full moon.

Collins called out, "Mr. Blackwood, Mr. Hughes, do you care to share your conversation with the rest of the class?" Both boys quickly shook their heads, mumbling apologies. As Mr. Collins resumed his lecture, Damon's thoughts drifted back to Aqua. He was determined to find out more about her and unravel the mystery that was Aqua. And maybe, just maybe, he'd figure out why she had such a profound effect on him. As Mr. Collins' lecture droned on in the background, Damon's thoughts drifted back to Aqua. "Mr. Collins, may I go get some water?" Damon asked Mr. Collins nodded absentmindedly, engrossed in his lecture. Damon seized the opportunity to escape the confines of the classroom, his heart p

“The original blood heir?” “Yes,” the figure said. “And now… you will take my place.” She looked up at the blood moon as it pulsed harder than ever before. “Then we better die loud.” In the Hollow, Sarah darted between columns, her hands glowing with residual energy. She didn’t understand all of it but she understood enough now. The Hollow fed on legacy, on vows broken, on love twisted into sacrifice. She wasn’t just a pawn, she was the interruption. The Hollow feared her because she chose love instead of power, and that made her dangerous.