Ulquiorra Hollow Novels & Stories

Every step toward the Hollow Teeth felt like digging up something she didn’t bury but had still mourned. The forest gave way like it didn’t want them. And there it was. The Hollow Teeth. Spines of rock and ash jutted from the ground, crooked and splintered. Some narrow as blades, others thick and jagged like broken ribs. The kind of place that didn’t whisper “go back”—it screamed it. Lira let out a low breath. “Place smells like rot and old gods.” “No birds,” Ronan said quietly. “No wolves. Nothing.”

“Piano. Something slow. I think you played it once.” “I did. Before Eidolon, I taught for a while.” “That makes sense,” he said softly. “There’s something about your hands. Like they know both creation… and destruction.” That brought a tight laugh to my throat. “You don’t forget some things.” He didn’t answer, but when our fingers brushed as I handed him the canteen, he didn’t pull away. Small miracles. The Hollow was a concrete scar in the mountains. Once, it had relayed global signals through an array of underground servers. Now, it was dead—except for the chamber Paladin had marked in red ink. There, behind layers of steel and rock, lay a terminal unlike any I’d seen before.

And then— My eyes caught it. A heading. “Hollow.” My heart thudded. I leaned closer. The first line read: Hollow: A power channeled from beyond the living. The air heavier. Elara?!

Lillia voiced out firmly, and this time, Anubis met her gaze. “You were blocked by Azazel, the gatekeeper of The Hollow because you were alive. The Hollow is the realm of the dead. It is home to all things vile and evil, and if they smell you, they will latch onto you and will not stop until you are dead.” Anubis lifted the bowl and handed it to Lillia again. “Drink…” she repeated coldly. “…if you want to save your friend.” Lillia swallowed. Slowly, her fingers stretched and grabbed the bowl from Anubis but she did not bring it to her mouth.

He let out a short, reassuring huff and disappeared into the darkness of the tunnels, Solara and a dozen Blackwood warriors following close behind. I turned back to the mercury pool. The golden knot was spinning faster now, turning into a blur of light. "Maya, Ace, Leo—help me. We need to accelerate the decoding. If the 'Hollows' reach the core, they’ll turn the 'Aura Gate' into a bomb." The triplets joined me, our hands hovering over the liquid silver. We poured our intent into the machine, our collective consciousness diving into the sea of mercury.

i stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS.

I hoped he was trying to prank me by mimicking the voice and accent of the one man I spent most of my life avoiding. As I stood still, watching my door, he emerged from the shadows. He leaned against my wall, just behind Antonio, slid his hands into the pocket of his grey suit pants and flashed me a wry smile. "Hello brother." There he was. Ian Holloway, the second son of Dimitri and Celine Holloway, my younger brother and only sibling, my rival and self sworn enemy. Antonio cowered away immediately. I could not blame him. The man was too old for the thick tension between my brother and I.