Christmas Zelda Novels & Stories

I went home to rest. The next day, I went in as usual and found the staff busier than normal. There were extra people cleaning and trucks of fresh feed arriving, making the animals restless. Zane must’ve gotten scared. To keep things peaceful over Christmas, he’d finally scraped together some money and splurged a little for the animals.

The same box she always received on these days. Zelle was frightened... and finally... screamed for help, "Arghhh!" ~ • R18GB • KL • Season One •

Serendipity nodded, tearing her eyes away from the structure at last and smiling into those familiar green ones. As Corey led her inside, they were instantly greeted by dozens of working elves, each of whom called out, “Merry Christmas!” which Serendipity would have found rather odd considering Christmas was over months ago were she not standing in Santa’s Workshop at the North Pole. Instead, she answered with a jolly, “Merry Christmas!” in return. She noticed, and found it rather odd, that though Corey always acknowledged the speaker, he only chose to say, “Hello,” or “Good evening,” in response, never “Merry Christmas.”

Nahh, she didn't know Ziora, if she did then she would also know me. I was expecting her to apologize but no she didn't, she surprised me again, “Do you have anything to do for Christmas?” I couldn't understand her and she was fucking weird, “Young lady, I just helped you, I don't understand why you would want that information.” She shook her head aggressively as if trying to tell me I was thinking wrong of her, “I'm not weird or anything, I'm just trying to create employment for people who don't have anything to do for Christmas.”

he muttered dramatically. Zelda leaned in, pinched his cheek playfully, and planted a quick kiss on his forehead. “I’m really sorry, will you forgive me?” He looked up at her. “I don’t believe you.” With a smile, Zelda reached into her bag, pulling out a small cake box. She held it just out of his reach, teasingly. “Hmm, I don’t know what’s in here. But if you forgive me, maybe you can find out.” Xander's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer, eyeing the box. “What’s that?”

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.

Zelda interrupted. She was wearing a sleek black overall battle outfit. Silver bullet hanging on her waist and two matching hand guns. A silver mask covered the lower half of her face, leaving only her sharp brown eyes. "An honor for the human clan," Zelda repeated, she gestured for them to sit. Tyron ignores her, instead choosing to stand next to Helixa "Chief Zelda, I am afraid we didn't just come for a friendly visit," she said directly. "We're here to discuss ending the war between werewolves and humans."

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Deodorant would help a great deal. I shook my head, scared that if I spoke I would be wasting the limited air I had left. My lungs were already burning for air, begging me to use my natural instinct to breathe. Relenting to the need, I exhaled and then inhaled just as quick but instead of smelling blue cheese, I smelt wildflowers, "Zelda, are you using a new perfume?" The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. She grinned, a rush of blood flowing to her cheeks, "Uh, yeah. Alina bought it for me to say thank you for switching partners. I guess she doesn't realize she did me a favor. Brady isn't exactly the workable type."

- Martha, don't be shy! She looked at us and smiled. - About a year ago it was - he comes to me and, without even saying hello, right off the bat - do you see a gift from werewolves here? So tell me, which one do I have? I looked at her, well, and answered that there was a gift, albeit a very weak one - a helicon. Alina burst out laughing, and I looked in surprise from her to Martha. What is her gift?