These Hollow Vows Series Order Novels & Stories

“But it still shakes me.” “That means you’re human.” He kissed the top of my head. “And still healing.” Later that night, I sat at my desk and opened a blank page. I began typing the first words of what would become my book. Title: The Anatomy of Betrayal By Dr. Elena Hart “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s a story about what happens when the lies dissolve, and all that remains is the truth—raw, unspeakable, and liberating.”

She has no idea how everything turned out to be such a huge mess. What was worse, a part of her didn’t want to believe he was truly that evil. But all the signs were there. She felt like she was blind and now could see all the warning signs now. She probably saw them back then already and ignored it. She shouldn’t have. She wasn’t going to be swallowed whole by him once again. She knew to fight him, she was going to need Rosalie’s help. Volkan knew she was a skilled hacker and that she knew her way around a dagger. It was her preferred weapon of choice.

It was unimportant, but I kept reading until I found something interesting. "On the night of the blood moon, the Wraithborn will answer to the one chosen by its light," I muttered aloud. That doesn't make any sense, mainly because the wraithborn have no light; they are as dark as night. I'm sure a drunk witch probably cooked it up one night, and they thought it was one for the books. This isn't what I need right now. I need to forge weapons. I need an army. I was just about to shut the book when I noticed cramped red ink at the bottom of the page, "Watch out for the Hollowborn, for when she rises, every blade, veil, coven, and pack, will surely fall. She is the beginning of the end." "Hollow

he says, “If you’ve claimed and been claimed… yes. It’s the only time the Hollow will open wide enough to undo what was done.” I press a hand to my chest. “When is it?” I ask. Vastian’s eyes gleam like polished obsidian. “The next full moon after this one.” The words hang in the space between us like a veil being pulled back. They settle deep in my bones—unmoving, final, and inevitable. I stare at Vastian, but he’s already watching me like he sees the shift happening beneath my skin. He always does. That way of his—silent, brutal, tender—waiting to devour.

“What are you scared of? The others might be even more exciting. Don’t forget that there are over five hundred paintings. Her money won’t last long.” The host struck the gavel. “Congratulations to Ms. Jackson for buying it out. You will receive the full set of videos, animation clips, and the original swimsuit.” Cold sweat covered my forehead. I gripped the paddle so tightly my fingertips turned pale. My thoughts felt hazy as I sat there. The second piece was immediately brought up. The host announced, “This one is titled ‘First Night’ and has a starting bid of five million.” The crowd was instantly thrown into an uproar.

However, he seemed different to me. I was going to be destroyed by this man. The person who wanted to shatter me was the one who ought to be close to me. I was aware of it. I could feel it in my bones. The priest spoke calmly and clearly as he began the vows, but I could hardly hear what he was saying. Everything seemed surreal to me. And then the words appeared. "Do you consider Kayla Adam to be your legally wedded wife, Dante Cruz?" the priest asked. At last, Dante turned to face me, "To love and cherish, from this day forward, till death do you part?" His hateful gaze met mine.

So even though she was pregnant and sprawled on the ground, not one person stepped forward to help her up. An hour later, the banquet hall was empty. I walked up to her in my dress shoes. I looked down at Jody's face. "Jody, from this moment on, we're done. There's nothing between us anymore. "I hope that in the next life, Chloe and I never have to see you again." "You will visit our daughter's grave every single day. Miss one day, and I'll make sure you rot in prison." The blood between Jody's legs had already dried. She looked up at me in pain. Confused and regretful. Right then, I seemed so cold and unfamiliar to her.

The Vow Lying naked in the center of the spiral, wrapped completely around one another, Serena spoke the words that sealed their hearts: “Tomorrow, when the ritual begins… I give myself to both of you completely. Body. Blood. Soul. No barriers. No hesitation.” Kael’s voice was thick with emotion. “I give you everything I am. My strength. My heart. My future.” Damien’s crimson eyes shone with rare vulnerability. “I give you my eternity. All of it.” The three of them sealed the vow with slow, lingering kisses — a promise of what was coming. Outside the chamber, the blood moon continued to rise.

A stone basin rose between us. Three hollows waited inside it. One shaped for wolf blood. One for tide blood. One for serpent blood. Grandmother whispered. “The first covenant.” Orochi’s voice rolled from below. One kingdom. Three sacrifices. Raiken cut his palm before I could stop him. Blood struck the first hollow. The chamber roared. Kiyomi’s blood filled the second. The crowns turned toward me. The third hollow waited. Not for my blood.

"Since her father is the same caliber as I am,send a marriage proposal to the family and choose this weekend as our wedding day." "Sir..." Dan said, cutting in. "Do you have a problem with my orders?"He asked, glaring at him. "No sir, I just need to be sure if I heard you right."He said. "Find a vacant court room and free time,fix our wedding then and add the venue to the proposal letter,let me know when it gets to them and what they say about it."He ordered. "Yes sir,I will do as you have ordered."He said, trying to walk away.