The Hollows Book Series In Order Novels & Stories

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////////////////////////////////////////////// POV(FIONA), I walked down straight to the beach in my uniform heading to the serving point, darkness had took over the day and the moon came to light it up, it was a full moon tonight, and it was somewhat special. I smiled at the amazing view of the tents, the tents were arranged with ranks, the first one was for the Alpha, the second for the Beta, the third for the Zeta's, the fourth for the Gammas, the fifth for the delta and I wouldn't call the last one, a rank, but I'll say it anyway, the Omega's tent since it was our serving center, the tents were half filled, and we expected more guests. The higher-ups were clanking their cups of wine whil

I glanced at him, his gaze so intense it left me feeling undone. His beautiful gray eyes burned with an emotion I was afraid to decipher. Aric's words echoed in my head like alarm bells, and I quickly averted my gaze. I closed the tome carefully, my mind swirling with the questions that had yet to be answered—and of Rion. As I stood to return the book to its shelf, I couldn’t help but glance back at the symbol one last time. Its presence in the pages of the ancient tome felt almost like a warning—one that whispered of power beyond comprehension and forces that had long been forgotten.

But she had always found a way through masking her scent. It wasn't until they turned the corner into the next cave that they were confronted with the rest of the Vampires. There were less than before, but not significantly less and the odds were still not in their favour. Mason wasted no time in tackling the first that came at them head on, and Harley pulled her sword on another. The blade pierced right through the vampire's heart and she whirled around, catching another in an attempt to attack her from behind.

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Her vampire beast had taken over, suppressing the wolf beast. With a loud groan, she jumped above Kelvin, gripped him with her claws, and sank her sharp fangs in his neck, making him wince sharply. People gasped, wondering why she had changed her mind and decided to attack her friend instead. The guards yelled, asking Kelvin to free himself from her, and he ran as far as he could. He didn't respond to the cries, but he closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy the pain it caused. He groaned so softly when he felt Karen licking his neck and then sucking her fangs into him once again. He whimpered when the slurping sounds she was making rose, ringing in his eardrums.

“No! They’re coordinates! They are three separate coordinates, all leading to specific locations on the map!” “Which map? Please tell me it’s a map of Earth.” Rider looked up the ceiling as if he was praying. “It is a map of Earth! And… the coordinates from the first letter correspond with…” Ru closed her eyes and crossed her fingers on both hands. “Please say Reaper’s Hollow. Please say Reaper’s Hollow. Please say Reaper’s Hollow.” A broad smile broke out across Lyric’s face. In a quiet voice, she said, “It is Reaper’s Hollow.”

The first page contains only a title: The Curse of Hucow Hollow. My breath catches. I spin and hurry to a chair off to the side and settle in, tucking my legs under me as I examine the book more closely. The writing inside is different. Less documentation, more observation. This book doesn’t have Khael’s usual meticulous attention to detail. It feels guarded. Like whoever wrote it wasn’t sure they wanted to record it at all. There are a few pages—some descriptions of the first signs of corruption, a line about the Hollow resisting before finally giving in, and a brief mention of the witch buried below the land.

The Hollow was older than any map, older than the covens who whispered warnings about it. It sat deep in the marsh where the ground dipped into a natural sink, a bowl of ancient stone now cracked open by roots the size of serpents. The witches called it cursed. The wolves called it haunted. Vampires avoided it entirely—its earth tasted too alive. But for Selene, Rowan, and Lucien, it had become something else entirely. A sanctuary carved from ruin.

I leaned back slightly, scanning the courtyard again, but this time I wasn’t looking for threats. I was looking at what and who remained, at how everything had shifted. Hawthorne wolves standing under Caelum’s command, not Alaric’s. Runebound and Stormhollow are working side by side without hesitation. Vampires taking direction from Lucien without challenge. Witches aligning with Elias and Nora instead of waiting for approval from older, higher powers. The old lines were still there. But they didn’t hold the same weight. Not anymore. My gaze flicked toward Iris, then back to the group at the center of it all.