The Hollows Series Novels & Stories

Elara screamed as they consumed her, her dark magic feeding their fury. "What's happening?" Elena demanded, stumbling backward. The Hollow Ones turned to face her, their eyes burning with cold fire. They had been freed. Elara was dead. And now they were hunting. Elena ran. She sprinted through the Citadel's corridors, the Hollow Ones pursuing her. Their hunger was insatiable, their form unstoppable. She could feel them closing in, their cold breath on her neck. She burst through the gates just as the sun crested the horizon. The Hollow Ones recoiled, their forms flickering in the light.

Hollows Nicknames: Hollows, T Age: 26 Birthday: October 23 Zodiac sign: Scorpio Nationality: American Race: Originally human Hair color: Dark brown Hair style: Medium length middle part Eye color: Emerald green Birthmarks: N/A Scars: Scattered across his body Height: 6’2 Weight: 152 Skin color: Tan Sexuality: Straight and polyamorous Relationship status: complex Beauty marks: rose sleeve tattoo Jewelry : protection bracelet made by a witch

The moon was a swollen red eye over Stone Hollow when Ariya arrived. They moved in silence, cloaks wrapped tight, slipping between shadows that bent like old prayers under the cold night. Ember led them along goat paths and deer trails, every step measured, every breath quiet, while Maelin watched the treeline, hands near her daggers. Stone Hollow was no longer a village. It was a nest for the Crimson Watchers, their sigils painted in dried blood on doorposts, their sentries prowling like restless hounds.

Julian fell to the ground, unable to move and Mason handed the gun back to Harley, turning to face her. "Come on, I doubt we have long!" Taking Harley's hand, he gave her no time to respond as he hurried through the door with her struggling to keep up behind him. The hallway was illuminated crimson by the blood moon that loomed over the city, casting shadows all over the place. Mason continued to hurry at human speed, until they reached the back exit of the apartment block, using vampire speed once they were safely outside.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.

By the time I got back to the packhouse, it was already after dark and I went into the living room where Lucas, Jude and Aria were watching the News. I wasn’t wrong about the riots. Cities all over the country were going up in flames. They were actually filming humans being attacked and killed by vampires. I was watching Lucas as he was fixated on the TV and I could see how intensely he was watching the TV. But it was now sunrise, and the vampires were running from the scenes of these riots. Running back to their hideouts so they didn’t burn in the sun. That was the only reprieve that we were going to have at the moment.

I was standing still looking in both directions, wondering which one to take. “Scarlet Bloodmoon” Asher’s voice rumbled through the forest. I didn’t want to go back to him and I started to go back to where the woman was until 5 massive wolves rose from the ground. They looked like shadows with stars for eyes. They started bolting at me. I turned to run in the direction of Asher’s voice. Trying to escape these wolves. I haven’t shifted since I saw Asher and Saige Together at the mate ball. “I Asher Stormclaw, Son of Alpha Caleb and soon to be alpha, reject you as my mate and future Luna”

I stared at her in disbelief, appearing only under a blood moon, that means in 6months time we can only get to see the Hollow veil. “A sacred, ancient sanctuary where the barrier between worlds is thin. The Hollow Veil is protected by an order of old-blooded shifters, mystics, and moon-bonded seers who guide rare werewolves born with hidden gifts. The land itself hums with old magic - the trees whisper, the water glows, and stone runes shift with emotion.” Her eyes stop glowing again like she has completed her message . “I don’t understand.” Kael said with a more confused expression.

William said. Haley covered her mouth. “Twenty million?” she asked. “The Hollow Maze is packed on Halloween,” William muttered. “No way to get in or out clean. Not with cameras everywhere.” “We have ten hours,” Haley said. “Less, if they are serious.” But I stopped listening to them, all I could hear was that voice in my head. For every hour… new blood will spill. And Elora’s eyes begging me to save her. WILLIAM POV The second the video ended, I shoved the phone into my pocket and stood.

Using a thin, dark cain as a pointer, he put on lecturing vibes as he described the current situation. "Right here, just over the red district," He circled the area,"It has been found that the concentration of intruders has significantly increased in the past few months." "Most of the captured werewolves seem to be rogues as they have no territory mark emblazoned on any part of their bodies." "Tsk! those rats just never give up!" Scarlet cursed her eyes, glistening with contempt. "Why would they target such a filthy place!" Alicia said, looking unforgivably irritated.