Epona Zelda Ocarina Novels & Stories

Zelda found herself once again immersed in the realm of her recurring dream. The werewolves, the long tunics, and the enigmatic chalice were all there, hauntingly familiar. However, this time, a new element emerged—a mysterious woman, her presence enigmatic and captivating. The woman stood before Zelda, her eyes brimming with an ethereal allure. In her outstretched hands, she presented the chalice, as if beckoning Zelda towards an unknown destiny. A mixture of curiosity and trepidation flooded Zelda's being as she contemplated the woman's offering.

“We need to focus on finding Zelda. They went that way so let’s go!” We followed Posy’s lead. She amused me a lot. Usually she was a quiet little fairy, but when Zelda was in danger she became in control and fierce. Zelda had a way of bringing out the best in people. That’s what I loved about her. She made me better. That’s why I needed her. I couldn’t reach my full potential until I had her again. She was the key to my success. “It’s too quiet here.” Oz said, looking around. “Something isn’t right.”

The old man pushed Zelda and jumped a few steps back, “go away… don’t think of robbing this old man.” Zelda’s lips curled into an evil arc, “6 beads, 6 amazonite crystals and a fist full of finely crushed mugwort and clear quartz.” The old man was about to shake his head once again when he felt a gust of wind rush past in… and in the blink of an eye, his waist pouch was in Zelda’s hands. She threw it in the air a few times with a victorious grin before opening and peering inside. She picked out everything she wanted and threw the pouch back to the old man.

Zara looked and saw that the crystals contain a unique ability. Ondo and Zara collected fire, water, metal, and energy, and rare crystals. Zara grabs a few. Planned come back next time it was getting dark. They head back to get the other food they collected; on her way back, she saw some gain and rice growing on the river as she was picking them up and Stuffing them in the already full basket. An eighth-inch dangerous fish jumps out of the river and tries to bite Zara's head off. With a swift movement, Ondo grabbed her basket that was on her back. He quickly steps in front of her. The fish bit his arm then he picked up his spear and stabbed it to death.

I placed my ears on her tummy again and said, "Look at me! I'm swooning." "You think I should tell him?" "He has to know his seed is growing in you, Zelda; maybe he might even stop being horrendous." She hugged me tight, her face pressing against my shoulders. "Thank you, Iris." I winked, "That's her name?" She laughed and said, "Don't push it." The door pushed open, and Orion came in, looking straight at me with that sneer he always had on his face when he saw me. "The Alphas are waiting."

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

Dalton’s voice echoed out as an ogre managed to get past the vampires and the phoenix witches and headed straight to where Tiana was standing. Zane immediately moved to block the ogre’s attack, but he was completely overpowered. Despite that, he swung at the ogre as fast as he could until his sword that was laced with magic went slashing across its tummy in a wide curve. But it was not enough, Zane’s next swing was blocked by the ogre’s strong and steel-like limbs and was then thrown hard onto the ground.

However, none came his way. Smiling, Oritha gave Zen a pat on the back. “You’ve got good eye! I didn’t think she would be here in the academy too.” Coral was one of the people Zen wasn’t so sure about initially. However, Vera’s recommendation made him think twice. She was the odd one out in Oriole’s new party because of her background. Like Oritha, she was very athletic and would make a great warrior in the game. Unlike Oritha, who had dark hair, Coral had golden hair and amber eyes. However, she was tanner than Sasha and Akiko. The scar on her left cheek and the iron brand on her left inner wrist spoke volumes about the type of life she had previously.

She called herself Marwen, a healer from the Western mountains. She examined Alora with the same care as the pack healer, even hummed a tune as she pressed her palm to Alora’s stomach. Finally, she straightened with a sympathetic smile. “No child. The Luna’s body is preparing for the ceremonial bite…and also getting to your bond.” she smiled as if the Alpha should understand what she meant. I did, and the alpha did too, so Morgan exhaled slowly, though I could tell he was not convinced. “And the dizziness? The nausea?”

"She embodies the strength and independence that I seek in a partner—a soul who will walk beside me as an equal, not merely as a decorative figurehead." Queen Zyla, her maternal instincts blending with her regal wisdom, reached out to gently place a hand on her son's arm. "My dear Edon, I understand your yearning for true love," she said softly. "Though tradition may dictate certain paths, it is your heart that should guide you in matters of the soul." Queen Zyla considered her son's words thoughtfully. "You could consider Princess Omana then," she suggested. "Just like Cirena, she is free-spirited and cares less about music and knitting."