The Hollow Adam Novels & Stories

I continued taking a shower and slipped on the prepared shirt and jeans. We were at the deck, sitting and letting the warm sun on our skins. I watched the clouds roll by and feel the breeze that the wind swept from the sea towards us. It must have been lonely for Adam. The thought crossed my mind when I remember him being a different kind here in this world. He was probably alone and carrying the burden of being an outcast but if you look at him, you'll never see him as someone apart, he seemed human, looked human, but a little more perfect in his figure. He was so handsome and dreamy, his blue shiny eyes, his grey hair that glistens under the sun, and his skin, fair and flawless. I should a

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

I opened the door swiftly and got down from the vehicle, noticing that Daniel had stopped, and was staring horrifyingly at the figure that just destroyed the rear window of his car. I turned my head, and the figure came to sight. My eyes widened as I saw the man, now visible by the moonlight, standing at the back of the car, breathing furiously, holding a bat in his hand. He must have used the bat to break the window. The man stared at me, and his eyes held so much emotion that I'd never seen before, or even knew he was capable of holding. He bit his lower lip as his nose twitched, turning his head to look at Daniel. The man was Adam.

Because what the hell is giving him the impression that we would see them and come back alive? He holds my shoulders comfortingly, and I let him. Maybe because I needed that more than anything else but my pride is getting the best of me. "If they're the creatures my father told me about, then they are a rare kind of beast that feeds on any creature their victims are. Nobody knows what they really are. Survivors just started calling them the Hollowed after seeing their empty eyes. The good news is that their senses are dead unless they come face to face with their victims, and according to Father, if you are bold and fast enough to say what softens their heart, they are most likely to listen.

Not even Elias, alive and hiding and full of reasons to hate them. Just how natural it was getting. How much of himself he couldn't find anymore underneath it.

It pains her to see that even Adam is affected as well. It seems as a few lands owned by Adam’s kingdom was attacked and conquered by vampire under their own king Dante Ghatar. He is a powerful vampire who possesses amazing beauty which becomes one of his greatest weapons to tempt his victim to death. Seeing how his men were killed over and over by the vampires, Adam is always busy and now, hardly has time to spend with Eve. Eve tries to fit in with barely having him for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Sometimes, she couldn’t spend time with her for a day.

CHAPTER 64 ~ THE CONDUCTOR'S GAMBIT~ The Hollow Men were a poison in the bloodstream of our growing world. Their attacks were never direct, always corrosive. A newly planted harmonic grove would be found with every sapling spaced exactly three paces apart, drained of vitality. A shared song between a Raven lore-keeper and a young wolf would be followed by the appearance of a darkened waystone, filling their minds with whispering doubts about the point of such "cross-species chatter."

The Hollow was guiding them, aiding them as only a living place could. At the center of a clearing stood a grotesque figure—twisted branches, bleached bone, and ash formed into a towering figure. It pulsed red like a second sun, emitting waves of evil. Symbols carved into it oozed black substances, and at its base lay fragments of something that looked far too much like infant clothing. Lyra didn’t hesitate. She sprinted to it. “Wait—” Kaelen called, but it was too late. She thrust her hand into the heart of the figure.

“Aiden’s alive. He’s not hiding anymore. He’s planning something bigger than the Peak.” “I figured,” she said. “But you know more.” Micah nodded. “He’s found something. Something old—called the Hollowpact. It’s not a weapon in the way we think of it. It’s… ancient, forbidden magic. Something that was locked away when the god-wolves still walked freely. He’s bent it into a form—something he can wield. And it works.” Vivianne’s spine straightened, tension sharp as wire. “What does it do?”

" Behind us, Jody's heart-wrenching sobs filled the air. I pushed down the last bit of pain in my chest and walked into the sunset. Chloe, from now on... Daddy is going to live a good life for you in this world. The End