Hyrule Link Novels & Stories

Aaaaah, embarrassing. After finishing rinsing my hair and drying it with a towel, I went downstairs to the kitchen. My apartment mate, Jay Oliver, was busy fixing the coffee machine. He is a tall, dark-skinned man with curly black hair, the founder of a technology-related start-up company, and can't live without coffee. "Morning," I greet him, and he answers me with a casual mumble. I approached the hanging cabinet labeled "Azalea", and then tiptoed to grab a cup of ramen that I had deliberately stocked as much as possible.

He walked me back to the couches before he said, "He's not a psycho or anything. I promise." I sat down and so did he. "Do you remember that video you made during college?" Alec asked. I sat back on the couch to think for a moment and Alec did too. "Oh! Yeah! The promotional video that was posted on the school website to encourage more women to attend my private college." I said. Alec nodded in agreement before he said, "Well if you remember? That video went viral on I*******m. My master saw it as a suggested video that he may like because he donates funds to your private college."

’ He murmured against her ear so only she could hear, ‘We need to make this look good, I promise not to hurt you; can you respond? She let her eyes flicker open a little, staring into his blue ones, ‘I am conscious.’ She mind-linked him, and he gave her a small smile, ‘Clever girl. Can you access your magic?’ He asked through the link. The Druids could not hear their conversation; only Shifters could mind-link. ‘Yes, and so can you.’ She told him, feeling him press against her as he pretended to thrust into her, it was hard for him, her Haze scent was driving him crazy, and it took a lot of effort on his part not to take her for real.

Alysia I completed the ritual to become a member of the pack in front of Alpha Jayde and Luna Julianna. My excitement knew no bounds. I was finally a member of the crescent moon pack! “Luna… Amanda…” I mindlinked them, checking to know if I was really a part of them because this was a big dream and it seemed too good to be true. “Alysia…” Both of them replied and chuckled and my smile increased, my heart pounded even harder as I had the urge to jump around and hug everyone who came my way.

Her amusement faded, replaced by a serious expression. Something was happening. I didn’t know what it was, but I could feel it. Kieran stood stiffly, he had a poker face on, but the air between him and Raya had changed and I could sense it—they were having a conversation. A mindlink. Every pack had a unique ability, something that made them stand out from other packs, for the Blue Moon pack it was the ability to sniff out emotions from other wolves, for the Nightbane Pack it was mind-link. They could communicate with each other telepathically regardless of distance.

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Pressing her ear against it, she could hear whispering. "I got word from a friend I made on my travels. The Grey Mountain Pack I do believe, then again I could be wrong. I don't keep up with the pack's names and borders. I was surprised to hear that a hybrid was not only in a pack but possibly the mate to the alpha! Now I find out not only is it true, but you are also a hybrid. So, I've decided to help a fellow hybrid out. You're welcome." Sarcasm laced those two little words. Vicky was making it harder and harder to trust or even like her.

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

“We’ll keep you full, Luna. Satisfied. Whatever it takes.” Lilly laughed weakly. “Good. Because I’m fucking starving.” Later that night, the estate buzzed again—not with alerts, but with the arrival of a courier. A package, sealed with wax stamped in a forgotten glyph, arrived by drone delivery—anonymous sender. Link opened it personally. Inside: a leather-bound journal, ancient but preserved, and a single USB drive. Salma stood beside him. “What the fuck is that?” Link plugged the drive into his tablet. Files loaded—audio logs, diagrams, and one labeled simply: The Hollow’s Edge.

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.