Hyrule Warriors Zant Novels & Stories

She seductively swayed her hips towards Solano, cameras are clicking already, "Huh? Zaddy?" For a minute, Solano almost forgot, he almost lost himself, "Oh Rittley baby...I" his hands almost reaching to caress her face, but someone interrupted, "Rittley?" They both turned to Harold Brandt, the man with whom Rittley had entered the premises. Her own sugar daddy. She faked a cunning smile towards him,

he said "She has to mate and be marked by her mate willingly for the prophecy not to come to pass"he said "What?"Lemuel was shocked,I was too as well,so as dad and Alec "Wait,wait,if she does that,then she'd be an HYRBID, wait what?"Alec asked so confusely "What's an HYRBID?"I asked "Vampire and a werewolf"Lemuel answered "No way"I said "That is it,you're gonna an HYRBID Mera shawn,you're gonna be the most supreme and you're gonna be in the position to bring balance,peace and unity to the two worlds,it is written already"the priest said

She shouted before she walked inside the house. When I shook my head, my eyes turned to Naomi, who had a huge smile on her face. “Maybe that’s where we could begin?” Briselle asked us. Dante flicked the cigarette from his mouth and cleared his throat. “I think we need to wait for Nancy and Mason.” He told us. “She is our hope for the vampire alliance. Plus, we’re hoping to get our hybrid back home to us.” “Yeah, what’s going on with him?” Vincent Stevens, the Stevens pack leader, asked.

he said walking around the room. "Some of you will be transferred to my staff as I'm sure Mr Caine and Mr Brown already informed everyone. Only a small total of five people, Hunter Bryan, Terrance Gaint, Brittany Fostor, Camilla Dariy and Amelia Davidson. Everybody else you may leave," he said and my heart sped up slightly I didn't want to leave, I was comfortable here, I knew where the break room is I knew how to get extra food, I-

' I yell. Hope turns to see what has happened and gasps in shock. I shift back into Chaos and run toward Alpha Tate. We roll onto the ground as he shifts into his wolf. We fight ferociously. Sam comes running toward me as I fight Alpha Tate. Hope is on her knees, healing Sally's stab wound. Once Sally is healed. Hope shifts and runs toward him. Going in for the kill, I grab Alpha Tate's neck and rip it open while Sam injects Wolfsbane into my arm.

As I lay in bed, I looked at my phone, which had a text message from Eclipse. “I tried calling, but your phone was off. I wanted to let you know that Zydan succeeded. He also beat me in the fight, so I don’t think I will be your second in command for much longer. Also, he has an affinity for wind.” Smiling at the text, I was sure Eclipse hadn’t been too keen on being beaten by a new member. Even if Eclipse had lost the fight, he would remain my second in command. I wasn’t surprised that Zydan would be in the same bracket as Silica and Eclipse. I noticed his potential when I saw him fight during the full moon event.

Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha. “Alpha,” Beta Dillon called and handed him the antidote. “The antidote.” Drake gets it and looks upon the antidote. He slid it into his pocket and then heaved a sigh. He was panting even though Beta Dillon was gasping for air, with a small cut on the side of his lips. Drake’s eyes were dark and red; he crumpled his fists again as they continued to run as fast as they could until they reached the royal house.

He reached out into his pocket pulling out a small glass vial filled with a glowing amber liquid. “Give him this. It's a neutralized Lunar concentrate. It won't cure the silver but it will kickstart his heart enough to keep him moving. I took the vial, eyeing him suspiciously. “If I wanted him dead I would've left him in the kitchen,” Malakai said flatly. I nodded, helping Jax drink the bitter smelling stuff. Almost instantly, some color returned to his cheeks, and he let out a long shaky breath.

) isn’t a total pervert. I sigh. “Korrin?” “Mmm?” “How tall are you?” “Around 8’1…why?” I breathe a laugh. “Just wondering if all zareth are giants.” “We are,” he says while standing still under the water. “I’m actually not considered tall.” “Oh?” “Mhm, I’m the leader and the one with the strongest frequency and magic, but there are zareth warriors who are much taller than me.” “Magic?” “I can use magic in my world,” he pauses, then says, “Using zareth magic in your world is forbidden. Our elders have said it is dangerous and could make other creatures notice us if we did…” There is silence again. “There is something I need to ask.”

“Frustrating, isn’t it? I went through thirty-eight weapons before I found mine.” “His was a shovel,” Rion deadpans. Edward laughs. “It was not a shovel. It was a halberd. It only looked like a shovel because it was a prototype. You know this, Rion.” I laugh too, but it’s strained. The farther I go, the more ridiculous I feel. What if I’m the only one who doesn’t get a weapon? What if I’m a different type of hunter altogether? Worse—what if I’m not actually a hunter at all? What if someone made a mistake?