The Hollow King Novels & Stories

"Yeah, that was before I passed the wizardry forest last night -I don't think it's true that a body was found there" Actually I believe everything she said, because I heard heavy footsteps approaching us (the handsome stranger and I) last night, before I took off. I was just finding it hard to accept that, the handsome stranger was wasted just like that. I hope the handsome stranger managed to escape before the beast King arrive, I don't want that body they found to be his. "I'm kinda baffled by something, though" she said. "What?" I asked. "The beast king's palace is built on neutral lands, which is pretty far from our wizardry forest -but why does he always dumps the bodies in our wizardry

In a fluid motion that mirrored the king's vengeful desire, he added, "My king, at your gesture..." "Indeed, reveal what lies beneath," the king's command cut through the heavy atmosphere, slicing through the tension like a sharpened blade. With a graceful flourish, the red silk cloth was lifted, unraveling the horrors it had concealed. A collective gasp seemed to hold the chamber captive as a malevolent sight unfolded, a tableau that exuded an air of pure darkness. Lord Alden anguished cry reverberated off the walls as he sank to his knees, his trembling hands outstretched towards the unimaginable sight before him. There, upon the golden tray, rested his beloved family, their lifeless head

"Your highness the king of.. " "How did this happen Darien?!" King Jacob, the king of Lukehall asked with a powerful tone as he barged in. Clinton had a look of suprise on his face. He did not expect the king to barge in. With a heavy sigh, he left. "Someone leaked information, we had no way of knowing.." King Jacob cut Darien shut; "Do you know what this has caused me! Men that weren't sufficient in my kingdom was sent to Devon, only for them to die like rats."

Sokolov grunted, checking his weapon, “I didn’t sign up for wizard wars.” “But you stayed,” Bain said with a small grin. “That’s why we’ll win.” II. Inside the Throne The gates of the Hollow Throne opened like a gaping mouth. Inside was a circular chamber of impossible size. Black marble twisted with ivory bones formed the walls, while the ceiling spiraled upward into a storm of blood-red clouds. And at the center — it sat. The Hollow King. Not a creature. Not a man. An ancient will clothed in stolen bodies, wearing a thousand faces at once — male, female, child, beast — shifting constantly, flickering like a nightmare unfinished.

What was that about? I took a deep breath and began gathering my thoughts. "Then, ask me anything you want, Your Majesty." The king's expression softened, and he leaned forward slightly, making the conversation feel more personal. "I have been thinking ever since last night. Your blue eyes, your pale skin, and golden locks... All of those features seemed too uncommon for the people in my kingdom. You can barely see anyone even with lighter hair. And almost everyone's eye colors are dark. But yours... Perhaps... Do you hail from another kingdom? Are you a spy planted here to give away my kingdom's weakness?" King Lucian smirked knowingly, hoping to get the response he wanted from me.

Sabine stumbled into the clearing, blood dripping from her hands, eyes wide with terror. "He's coming," she gasped. "He's already inside the veil." "Who?" Morwenna demanded. "The Bone Seer?" Sabine shook her head, collapsing to her knees. "Worse. The thing he serves. The Hollow King. He’s awakened." My blood went cold. Morwenna knelt beside her. "How do we stop him?" "You don't. You survive. If you can." It wasn’t enough. I grabbed Sabine by the shoulder. "Where is he now?"

Eli staggered toward her, his eyes clouded with pain. "Lyla," he choked out. "The bond...it's...breaking." The talisman pulsed in Kane’s hands. He tilted his head, savoring the power coursing through it. The Hollow King loomed behind him, its form now solid and monstrous its limbs branching like twisted roots, its mouthless face turned toward the moon. "The packs were always a mistake," Kane said, voice exultant. "The forest belongs to the Hollow King. And soon..." He turned his gaze to Lyla. "...so will you."

It's been so long, staring through the window, she could tell it was mid-day already. Her head felt so heavy and she took a look around. The King could be seen standing beside her "Is it...done?" She looked at Martha and asked. "I'm done. And now, it's time to see if it worked or not" Aiken replied and reached for a knife. Martha helped Roseline come out of the box and they stood and awaited Aiken to do whatever it is he had in mind. Hs took the knife and walked towards Roseline. "Please, give me your palm, miss. I need to give it a cut and see if the King would be affected" he said and Roseline's eyes dimmed.

Madeline, our vampire princess greeted, her blonde hair was neatly made in a braid as she wore a simple white knee long dress, her father being the vampire king of this realm, though I was unsure whether or not he had returned from the ball, as I was waiting to hear of what happened in the ball after I had taken my princess and left, expecting the night to still be young in the human realm, though after what had happened the ball would’ve most likely been over, at least I think. “Thank you” Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high

Still, almost nothing is the same as before. I’m a zombie, the living dead, the supreme specious of the planet, and the leader of one of the largest hordes in North America. I’m one of the Zombie Kings. My job is to keep the peace among zombies, keep my horde fed, and hunt humans for sport. I’m the stuff of Lacey’s nightmares now, and yet somehow, I have to rekindle our relationship so that I’m not forced to use her as a breeder.