Scream Hollow Novels & Stories

Evangeline swallowed, her throat raw. “The Outer Veil. We’re moving west, towards Aetherreach. The Hollow breached the inner sanctum less than an hour ago.” “I don’t even know what the Hollow is.” Evangeline’s chest tightened as Cassius met her unblinking and steady eyes “They are what was left when hope was ripped from something that used to be alive.” he replied, grumpily, as though forced to speak. "That’s not even an answer.” Evangeline blinked. “True, but it’s the only one that fits, goddess.” Selene shrugged.

Aria’s scream echoed through the Hollow, blending with the roar of her mate and the death-cry of the monster trying to claim them. And then.... a cry. Small. Fierce. Alive. The baby’s first wail ripped through the night like light breaking through a storm. The antlered shadow faltered, its power flickering. Kael tore free of its grip and howled, the sound joined by every wolf in the Hollow. Their chorus rose like thunder. The moon split the mist, blinding silver burning the shadows away. The creature shrieked once more, then dissolved into the earth, leaving only silence and smoke in its wake.

Then she whispered to his ears, her eyes resting on me, “Your reward for tonight will be more than what we do. Suck as many places you can. F*k as many places that you can. And eat as many places that you can.” “Oh goddess you’re making me c*m already, baby.” For a moment I taught if there had known where they were. If they had been doing a lot at the secret doesn’t mean it will be a show in public. In front of the pack. “She was nothing before this night,” she added softly, loud enough for everyone to hear as she moved towards me. “And she’ll return to nothing now.” The circle broke. The fire dimmed. “Winter Hollow, dismiss.” Elder Soran screamed.

A whisper that wasn't by voice. And tonight, it showed me something that I couldn't escape. It started with smoke— it was thick, black, and curling like serpents across the ground. I was standing on a cracked path of scorched earth, the sky a scary swirl of red and grey. The air hummed like something alive. I didn't know this place but something in me said I did. Death Hollow. It whispered. The forbidden wasteland where no life grows. Where bones sink into the black soil and never rise again. Where the dead don’t rest—they wait.

I couldn't help but to take deep breaths in his intoxicating scent. Suddenly the image of Ryan and Beatrice kissing invaded my senses again and I quickly opened my eyes. I look away from him as his scent burned my soul. The scent that I was desperate to breathe in a few moments before is now making me breathless. "Oh my goodness Scarlet. What happened to you," Beatrice fake gasped. I averted my eyes and her and she smiled at me. Her eyes darted towards her arm that was linked with Ryan, silently mocking me. Her lips curved in her signature smirk.

What was supposed to be a romantic atmosphere is shattered by Quinn's terrifying screaming, all while he's merely been gently touching her body. "If you keep screaming..." "What if I do? I'll keep screaming. I'll scream so that everyone knows you're a scoundrel forcing me into this. Quinn might be scared, but she remains arrogant, speaking loudly. She forgets, however, that this is Harvey's mansion, and only Harvey and the old housekeeper live here. Harvey finds her words amusing, and this causes him to burst into laughter. "You forgot where you are, didn't you? This isn't the mansion of the Reed family, nor is it the mansion of the Susan family. This is my home, the mansion of Harvey Susan.

“It’s not physical. It’s in his soul.” I thought as much... But unfortunately, that makes it more difficult to even do anything now. A whisper rides in the wind. I don’t know who speaks it first. Maybe one of the old fae who linger at the edges of the battlefield. Maybe one of the dying spirits. "The Hollow has taken him." My blood goes cold. The Hollow. It’s not death, not exactly. It’s the space between, a veil-thin plane where souls are neither here nor gone. Where time frays and memories decay. Where you forget who you are.

our best supporting friend interjected from the washroom. Hailey hissed before rolling her eyes at our persistency. But since she was sturdy to keep it for herself, we let it go again. Aira and I sighed with deflated shoulders from Hailey's secretive love and hate drama with Hunter. Nevertheless, I could tell that there's progress between them since that incident at the club.

Liam's hand on my girl's skin was aching to be cut off. They both glanced in my direction, stunned, and upset. Amy Leah squinted her almond eyes at me, anger flashing in her reddish cheeks. Just how much alcohol did this asshole give her? And she didn't even reach 18, not even allowed to drink yet. Where had they been? "Who are you?" Amy Leah roared back, annoyed. She shoved my hand when I grabbed her from Liam. "Amy Leah, it's Desmond. Your gardener!" this sh!t whispered making her scoff. A needle poked my heart at her disdainful reaction. She had never looked at me this way before.

“Help me!” The scream barely lasted before blood filled the air. Marcus panicked instantly. “Oh God… oh God…” Instead of fighting, he stumbled backward and rushed behind Natasha like she was the safest thing in the square. Aaron noticed but said nothing. His attention locked onto something much worse. A massive Hollow burst through the gunfire. Bigger than the others. And faster. Its pale mouth stretched open unnaturally wide as it charged straight toward Aaron. Bullets hit it. But it didn’t stop. The thing moved with terrifying speed. Aaron reached for another magazine, but it was too late. The creature was already on him.