Maple Zelda Novels & Stories

Drake The door flung open, and I shifted my gaze towards the door and standing before me was Jake who was smiling, but his countenance changed to that of worry when he noticed the distress etched on my face. “What's going on?” he asked, his brow furrowed with concern. I looked up at him, my eyes filling with pain. “I can't connect to Zelda,” I said, my voice cracking. “I'm afraid my pack and the Palace might be in danger.”

The two dragons glided along for a few hours before Slate began to descend over a field in the territory of a kingdom closer to his own lair and far enough away from Beelzanborg that the soldiers who were clearly rallying to come after the Heart of Magic couldn’t reach them--yet. He touched down in a field of golden wheat, catching the sunbeams and sparkling like each stalk was made of a precious metal.

She regretted that she had made the mistake of coming back at all. "Nazi!!" called out Magdalena, "Mother, are you home?!" Something made a noise inside the shack. Clearly, someone was home. “Mom!! Aunt Tamia, are you in there?” Magdalena shouted. The wooden door slowly opened, and a frightening-looking woman appeared in the doorway. It was not aunt Tamia, whose face had been deformed since childhood. It was Nazi, Magdalena’s mother.

Zelda is brave, but she is still an omega. I felt a sudden sensation of pain in my left arm and my eyes quickly shifted to the side where I felt the pain, there was blood coming out. Aiden was confused as he asked what was going on. I was confused at first, but I suddenly remembered the day I tried to harm Zelda, and then it hit me that she was in danger. *** The moment I felt that pain on my arm and realized that Zelda was in danger, the feeling of guilt that had been lingering finally settled in my heart and I knew I had to save her to get this feeling off my chest.