Hyrule Historia Novels & Stories

Justin ran down the street not caring about how he looked or if people stared at him as he staggered, his view blurry from too much crying and the tears which hung in his eyes. His throat equally was very hurtful from crying. His skin was grazed by the chilled air. His world has crumbled "again".

Lena faced the bed and said in a funny pleading tone, “Daddy, let go of mummy. Tia wants her mummy.” Tia's cries reduced a little bit like she understood what Lena said but Maverick looked at Lena and replied incredulously, “I'm not the one holding mummy. It's Mummy that should let go of me.” His eyes had a mischievous glint in them as he caressed Whitney's b**ts. What? It's just too soft that he can't keep his hands away from touching it. But seeing that they didn't give her what she wanted, Tia increased the volume of her cries, seeing that they didn't give her what she wants.

Connor says. "Right." Matthias shifts on the mattress then gets straight to business. "Here's the deal. Our family may have a bloody history, but it's clear you and my daughters have decided to move on from the feud. You've found peace and that's something I never thought I'd see during my lifetime. I admit, I didn't want to, either." "We found more than peace," Connor states evenly, crossing his arms. "We found a lifetime of love," Rylan adds.

The beer bottle slipped from his hand and fell to the carpet and the contents spilled but he was no longer in the present. ~~~~~~ Prince Yul crouched down in front of the sacred river where he'd been joined together with the beautiful princess and washed his hands as he waited for his bride to join him. He'd sent word to his father through one of his warriors about his victory and sudden marriage to the princess of Zazu. He knew his father would blow his top off when he heard that but he was tired of the rift between the kingdoms. They couldn't trade or join in festivities that other kingdoms celebrated every year and that was seriously taking a toll on both kingdoms as the rain goddess had

The hologram expanded, showing genetic sequences that spiralled and danced. "Novan and human DNA are complementary by design, not by accident. The first natural hybrids appeared decades after our people's meeting, but were hidden away out of fear. What no one understood then was that hybrids began to appear in other shared histories within the first few years of first contact, but they were chosen mates of the Novan people, and some were considered side pieces for Novan men.” The hologram shifted, displaying historical records that made several Council members gasp in recognition. Images of early colonial settlements showed human-Novan partnerships that had been systematically erased from of

Blah blah blah The battle was stopped as both kingdoms waits for our arrival. No one has ever been mated from both sides ever in our history but trust my hot headed dad and stubborn mum. The moon goddess paired them, so everyone was still shocked but mostly excited to see the reign of both kingdoms as one with our births. At some point, mother almost died because of us due of shortage of blood. It was a thing of joy as finally we came to a new life and was known as powerful beings. Hybrids. That's what people call us, half vampire, half werewolf. At 100years, we were crowned Princes to rule both kingdoms together one day as kings with our Queen.

This changed the dynamics of things allot, I thought I stood glaring back at him, my black lycan coat covering my enraged beast. I was the true heir to the throne and I had always been prepared for this, my mother had taught me about the lycan kingdom, my father and the ways of our world. Hybrids had tried to be accepted by humanity, and it had nearly gotten then completely extinct, as it stood now, Laya was most probably the only hybrid left in this world. No other shifting being had ever made that same mistake, we knew our kind needed to be kept a secret from humanity, they were to volatile and easily manipulated to even begin to understand the dynamics of our kind.

He stood up slowly, still watching me. “You're Kael Everdeen,” he said. I just stared at him and didn't respond. He chuckled low. “So you're the one the so called Alpha Damon is most in fear of.” “What do you know about Damon?” I gritted my teeth. He didn’t answer but kust glanced at the dead creature bleeding out behind me. “Impressive. Not many make it through an encounter with a gravehowler.” “A what?” “That thing,” he nodded. “They hunt anything with blood. Especially blood that burns hotter than most.”

It hums, whispering secrets only I can hear. My gaze shifts to the book resting atop the altar, its leather cover worn from centuries of use. Bound in the flesh of those who dared defy my ancestors, its pages hold the key to everything I desire. Flipping it open, I find the passage I seek—the Ancient Transfer Ritual. "The power of the hybrid will be mine." The words taste like victory on my tongue. I skim through the ritual, reading every detail with unwavering focus. The process is simple—drain her, consume her essence, and take what should have been mine all along. But there’s a problem.

He rephrased the same question back to me I had to tell him about the plans of my dad, and afterwards, Charles grabbed a few history books and was forced to tutor me on the history about the beginning of the moon gem..