Midna X Zelda Novels & Stories

The hood was replaced with a tall crown made of branches. I wasn’t sure if I should smile or be terrified for my life. It was Zelda. She looked down at us curiously before looking back at the Minotaurs. A smile spread across her face. “Kill them all.”

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

Killian had his pupils dilated when he told me Zelda Amanita's name. We crossed the red terrain and the mountain was behind us. I turned around to look back. Nothing. No mountain. It was gone! There was nothing except the endless red. The red of sand. The red of the sky. The red of passing air. And maybe the red of danger. “You seem like you know Zelda Amanita!” I asked Baspo. “She is The Zelda Amanita, Luna. And she goes by Madame Zelda. Very powerful, vengeful, and strong. Madame Zelda never misses anything. They say that she can look into your soul.” Baspo said. He must have exaggerated. I shrugged it.

"It's not wolf-born. Not pack-born. It's something older." Charlie wiped the sweat from her forehead with shaking fingers. "I don't— I didn't— I'm not some chosen-one plot twist!" But her hand still flickered with silver. She clenched her fist. It vanished. Matthew swallowed. "The Dire Moon Sect will sense that surge. We need to move. Now." Lysander nodded. "Agreed. The barrier is compromised. None of us are safe here." Charlie tried to stand — her legs wobbled. Two hands caught her.

Sarn She is my true mate. My power builds and my violet light passes from me to her until we are one flashing glow of perfection. Her wolf's power blends with mine in seamless harmony. I have never felt this degree of rightness. I could only share a small part of this energy with my brides. Nothing like what is taking place right now. Sierra's cry floats on the wind and my shout follows. The light explodes around us. It reaches over a hundred yards in all directions and the ground shakes with the power of our release. We are mates. We are one. We are forever.

However, it turns out that none of it will work out! Despite the thoughts coursing through Lotus’ mind, she waved her hand and gave a fawning smile. “How can it be? I already planned to reach out to you tonight.” Zelda parted from Lotus and scoffed. “You think I just know you?” Her attention was grabbed by the cute Maeva who was staring at her, and her expression softened. Zelda stretched out her hands toward Maeva, and she coaxed softly, “Cute baby, come to Godmother.” Maeva obediently let herself be carried by Zelda and obediently called, “Godmother.”

"Lyra You don't get it, do you? You're Sage's Luna now. Being a Mickleson means any enemy of ours remains your enemy." I hissed, "It most definitely isn't; can you even hear yourself for goodness sake?" I was getting frustrated. I hated being trapped in a cage. "Xavier took Sage's mate away from him. Veronica was his mate before Xavier stepped in, and there's a lot more to it than just that. Now think about it: do you think Sage would let the same happen?" I was taken aback by his confession but again could keep shut, trying to point out the fact that Sage and I's relationship is nothing short of a contract.

How huge he is and what he can do when it comes to another country. Once I learn it, only then I can take the next step. I was roaming around, trying to know my golden cage and understand it. Marona was sitting by the window of the hallway, staring blankly outside. "Hi" I broke her out of her trance. She flinched just like I do and I felt guilty. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" She looked at me while running her hand through her hair with the sigh. She has long brown hair with emerald eyes, she is stunning.

Now, I have a chance to see his face. But, I guess the destiny doesn't want that to happen. We're in the midst of darkness and only the light from the moom gives us a fine eye-sight in there. And when he finally faced me, I saw the paired of purple eyes. That eyes... My heart began to pound. #30

It dropped suddenly, but she caught it with both hands before it hit the ground. Ruslan jumped up to catch his. They tied the amulets around their necks. When it was done, each of them looked at the charms quietly, feeling the weight of the crystallized pendants. No one moved. No one spoke or urged the two of them as they stood, wet from kneeling on the grass and half-frozen from the night air. Because they knew that when it was all done, the journey must begin. Above them, the crescent moon rose in the sky, and beyond the mountains lay the Wood of a Thousand Deaths.