روايات وقصص ضمن Naruto The Strongest Hollow Fanfiction

I asked myself. "Help me" I heard her say. Hearinb her say 'help me' soften my heart, her voice was so weak and powerless but still it was ethereal. It was magical. Her voice woke up something in me, I felt a strange urge, to make her mine right there. My staring at her wasn't doing me any good as her smell, physique and voice I heard some seconds ago was messing my mind up. 'Stupid. Listening to me would do you some good. Wake up and stop dreaming. This is why I am stronger than you. Pick her up and get the hell out of here.'

CHAPTER SIXTY NINE ALPHA AIDEN'S POV : "That's a good start, so how do we get them out and kill the Hollow?" I asked her. "There's only one way to defeat the Hollow, is to get the blood of a powerful descendant, if we could get it, I know a spell that I'll add it too that will kill the Hollow forever" she explained. "But how do we get it now?" I questioned. We have a start and we had no start at all, so complicated.

The silence that followed was heavy. Then a scoff. “You’d have us tie our lives to strangers? To each other?” Kael’s voice cut through the noise. “You already do every time you enter the Hollow. Every time you hunt under the same sky. You’ve just forgotten what it means to share strength instead of guarding it.” Aria felt his power stir, faint gold ripples spreading across the ground, meeting her own silver glow. The Hollow answered, a low hum thrumming through the air. The mist shifted, luminous veins running through it like lightning veins through storm clouds.

"You possessed my private journals, Lucas. You knew exactly how deeply my soul was already entwined with yours." "True. Yet the living world changes people. I could not fathom a path forward if your heart revolted against my true identity." "I attempted to sever my fascination with your shadow multiple times," she confessed, her fingers tightening around the slate. "A Hollowed female has no business looking toward the pinnacle of the Lunar Caste. I intended to purge the obsession and simply endure. But..." "But?" "The tundra offered no escape. Every time you passed me in the training courtyard, or the wind carried the scent of your pine-and-ash aura, the fixation merely rooted deeper. I desp

Draven goes very, very still. Because the Hollow just chose. Not him. Me.

This was the Hollow—an ancient, forbidden rite of the Virex line used only when a challenger refused to stay dead. "He’s a puppet," Hestia whispered, her face ashen. "The Virex Elders... they’ve invoked the Shadow Bond. They’re channeling their collective spite into his corpse." The moonlight blade in the creature’s hand hummed, a high-pitched frequency that set my teeth on edge. With a sound like tearing silk, the Hollow-Ronan vanished and reappeared ten feet closer, the blade whistling toward Zayden’s throat. Zayden roared, his form blurring as he intercepted the strike. The clash of moonlight against Alpha energy sent a shockwave that blew out the remaining window panes.

I could feel him watching from the corners of my soul, but his strength, our strength, was slipping. The bond tethered to Zeina and the child beat like a second heart in my chest, pulling at the edges of me with merciless hunger. I could feel their lives feeding off my marrow, drawing energy I didn't know I had, stretching my spirit thinner with each day. They were growing stronger, that much I knew. My son, inside her, was no ordinary child. He stirred with power already. Ancient. Wild. Unrelenting. And I was growing hollow. A fitting place, then. The Mount Hollow. Where life and death braided like lovers, where sacrifice was the only language understood.

He fisted her, stretching her beyond limits. Hinata's eyes rolled back as if she would give up the ghost soonest, her mouth open but no sound was heard only salivating and drooling like she was having seizures. “See how you took it all…that's why I love fucking men…you bitches ain't worth any shit…but I do enjoy torturing your pretty fragile souls”. Hinata was on an edge to give up. She couldn't even shout out, but her weak red eyes were yelling out for help.

I won't give her any satisfaction. “You know…,” Natasha sneered, "we only train because to show us with the Ashwing Owls. They are the one who decides who is strong enough to be Luna and who is just pretending to be strong but is weakling," I clench and unclench my fists at her words, trying not to show any reaction to her words. It's also true that Ashwing Owls are one of the strongest creatures in the supernatural realm. Their feathers shimmer with ember, allowing them to blend into the sky.

Nyla’s POV Above us, the sky was torn apart, and the ground shook beneath my feet. The Hollow World, the very location that had once seemed like a bizarre haven, seemed to be dissolving into nothingness. Power hummed through the air around me, a force so strong I could hardly breathe. I turned to face the youngster, my heart in my throat. He was soaring well above the ground now, his eyes shining with a fierce intensity. His anger was evident, reverberating like a shockwave through the atmosphere. He had let loose an uncontrollable force that threatened to destroy everything.