Mato Hollow Knight Novels & Stories

The guards part for Lyza and I watch her walk by me, her eyes blazing red and her presence absolutely dripping with power that I recognize as Mitalonys’. I step behind her so I can get through the wall of warriors but then stop dead in my tracks. There are three figures approaching the black rock pillars that mark the entrance to dragon territory, with them is a horse dragging a rickety wooden cart. I can feel their energy the moment they cross the border. One is all-too familiar—I recognize it immediately. And the others—the others scare the absolute hell out of me. "Zari," I whisper, my face going cold and my hands going numb. I reach out to her, my entire body shaking.

For the first time He had been able to tell someone over this dark secret that he was carrying around with him over the last 15 years. Nero is frozen, no emotions as it replays over and over in his head. His Mate’s Father is the reason he never got to meet his Baby sibling, the reason He had lost everything he had. His Family, his Home because of an unfortunate take of fate that left Alpha Raymond without his mate.

Oya waited with a satchel of supplies. “You’re going,” she said. It wasn’t a question. I nodded. “Northwest ridge,” she said. “There’s a moon marker there old Matron glyph. If you follow it, it’ll take you to the first Hollow refuge.” “Will they trust me?” “No,” she said. “They’ll test you. Maybe even try to kill you.” I raised an eyebrow. “Great.” “But when they see your mark, when they feel your blood…” She smiled. “They’ll remember what was taken.

Matt pressed on, his body pushed to its limits, the exhaustion taking a toll on him. Despite the physical strain, he knew they couldn't afford to slow down. The stakes were too high, and they still had to keep moving. Clayton's surprise appearance was not unwelcome, but Matt hated to admit it. He was annoyed though. Clayton had abandoned Camden when she needed him most. Now he was here to play White Knight at the eleventh hour.

“Yeah, Batman Year Two is a much more raw and unpolished version of the Dark Knight. When you watch your Glitch streams, you can see Ecto becoming the highly efficient, OP player he was meant to be but, at the same time, he’s vulnerable. It’s like he bleeds at every hit, and dies a little before every regeneration. And then he comes back more determined than ever. I swear he gives me John Wick vibes; the ultimate Sigma Male. The game bosses become more and more hardcore and…” Terra noticed Kate getting sad and lowering her eyelashes. He wound up his geeking out. “… but that’s just me cause I’m biased. I call him Spark Knight because he’s like a little lone firefly in the dark. He goes throug

The only path to the truth. And then he crossed it. A stone archway, half-cracked, overgrown with glowing vines. The moment he stepped through, the air shifted. Colder. Denser. It felt... otherworldly. Beyond the arch stood a hidden valley. Mist clung to the ground, and the sky overhead had dimmed to an eerie twilight, though no sun could be seen. Matteo had entered another realm. Before he could process the sight before him, sharp cries rang out. He turned, only to find spears pointed at his throat.

"Anyway, the reason I’m saying all this is because I’ve managed to find the sword that was needed to destroy the darkness once and for all, and that will be our key weapon in saving our world." As I speak, I pull the sword from my hip and watch as it grows from a tiny dagger to a massive sword with a glowing blade and gem covered hilt. "This is the very sword we will need to kill Mateo," I beam, taking in everyone’s shocked expressions. "The only thing is that Fallon has to be the one to deal the blow." At my words, Hindrick’s hands slam on the table as he jumps up. "There’s no fucking way that will happen!" He snarls, his eyes flashing a dangerous gold. "Why wasn’t this mentioned earlier?"

Now that he is no longer in the pool of tranquility, I can see that he is completely bare, and something in me stirs. "You haven’t been much of a help, you know." He continues, not bothering to hide his annoyance. "You’ve said that Mateo needs to be killed, and that’s all fine and dandy, but then you say that the thing that we actually need to kill him is in his territory. I’ve faced off with this guy and his goonies once already. And let me tell you, just strolling into his domain and finding that sword isn’t going to be easy. You’re a goddess, why can’t you just poof it here?"

My fierce blue eyes stood out even without any make up right now. "Are you ready?" Matteo asked as he came up behind me. He was now dressed in a pair of pants and a white shirt. Matteo and I belonged to the Moon Stone Pack. His dad was the current alpha but Matteo was set to take his place anytime. He and I were chosen mates. We both reached the age of twenty, when you're supposed to find your mate but neither of us found that fated mate everyone talked about. If you asked me it seemed like a bunch of bullshit.

I winked and gestured for him to remain calm. Though he still had a suspicious look on his face, he directed me there. His name is Mateo; he is the cops' worst nightmare. When he gets into trouble, he hacks the system and changes every piece of information, making it easier for him to get away. They call him an anonymous hacker. "There?" He pointed at a gathering of men gambling. "Look who we have here!" He paused the game, and all attention was shifted to me. "Want to join?" "El no ESTA en forma" sounded Spanish, spoke Spanish.