Zelda Fan Novels & Stories

❤️❤️ Aftermath (Part 4) ❤️❤️ Zelda landed outside the forest, Zelda was back to his four paws quickly, and tried to re-enter the forest, but a tail stopped him, more tails came out from the ground, building a fence.

I closed my eyes briefly, forcing down the frustration that clawed at my chest. "It’s too late," I muttered. Kael was silent for a moment before saying, "Perhaps. But Zelda is still here, and she's preparing for war." At that, I opened my eyes. Yes. War. Zelda had no time to dwell on the past, and neither did I. She had set her sights on reclaiming her father’s land, on avenging her brother, and I knew that no amount of sorrow would deter her. Still, the idea of her marching into battle alone made something tighten in my chest.

She recalled Zelda's childhood visits to the Frostfang Pack, her plump paws tugging at her battle-boots, her voice high and sweet as she begged for candy. Now the girl had lost her baby fat, her jawline hinting at royal elegance, yet her eyes still held the clarity of a young wolf. "Barring accident, we will be family," Adelaide said. Princess Zelda shook her arm, her rose-oil hair and sweet, youthful scent filling the air. "I admire you so much! Lycan Clarissa and Lycan Erasmus both say you're our kingdom's finest female general." She suddenly lowered her voice, her nose scrunching adorably. "It used to be Velda getting all the praise. I wasn't a big fan of her. I met her once—haughty and i

Zelda looked between the two ladies and nervously placed the tray of mini sandwiches on the table before stepping back. Thank Goddess. I’m so hungry right now. Zira thought as she gobbled down two sandwiches. “Zira! Manners, please,” Zelda whispered. “What? I’m hungry,” Zira said, taking two more sandwiches and sinking back onto the couch. Zelda shook her head and made her way back to her seat. She noticed Luna Bella and Isabella having a glaring contest and felt for both of them. Having this kind of relationship was unthinkable to her, and she really wanted to help.

After that, Zelda wanted to grab Regina's collar but missed her again. Everyone was surprised. They didn't know when Regina could move and dodge so quickly. As all eyes turned to Regina, Zelda wanted to beat her to death. Zelda couldn't catch Regina time by time, so she lost her mind even more. Finally, Zelda stretched out her long claws and intended to scratch Regina's face.

He asked. "Wait, you don't know?!" Zerina wailed. Lysander's mouth fell open. How would he know? This was his fucking first time of doing this. "Look," she started. "LEGEND OF ZELDA is an iconic action-adventure game series created by Nintendo, I guess. Yes, it was Nintendo. Okay, the game follows Link. He's a brave hero on a mission to save the kingdom of Hyrule— I don't know if I'm pronouncing it right. Hyrule is often attacked by evil forces, often led by Ganon."

Zelda replied, her tone carrying a hint of regret. I sighed softly, feeling a pang of sadness for all the times I had felt lost and isolated. "Yeah, it was tough." "Geez, why did your mom seal me? We could have been besties by now,” Zelda grumbled in annoyance. I chuckled at her words. "I don't think it's too late for that," I reassured her, feeling a sense of warmth knowing that Zelda was finally awake and engaging with me. "Really? That's great then. If we are already besties, take me to Arnou."

Lapuz thinks. Her mobile gaming interests have been limited to Candy Crush, Angry Birds and Plants vs. Zombies, and she doesn’t really prefer fantasy movies like Narnia, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and all the superhero ones from Marvel Studios. Kate’s the one who’s into those. DUNGEON RAYDENS. The name of the game appears grandly next to the tableau of the knight, right above the burning townscape. Mrs. Lapuz actually feels a few butterflies in her stomach.

Ryan lunged desperately, only to get shoved into the mud. Zelda froze in place, muttering blankly, "Gilbert... the Gilbert heir... What have I done..." Refugees stared with disdain and curiosity, offering no aid. I lay in the comfortable embrace of the five-star hotel suite, the temperature perfectly regulated. Through the tablet that Marco had handed me, I watched the live feed. On the screen, Zelda borrowed a phone and frantically dialed Karl. When the call finally connected, she spoke urgently. "Mr. Rice, help me! I offended the Gilbert..."

Zelda narrowed her eyes at us, then she stared at Calliope, coldly saying, "Calliope, are you here to mess with her again?" I was pretty surprised when Zelda stood up for me. She turned and asked me softly: "Diana, are you not hurt anywhere?" I shook my head, "I'm fine." Calliope looked at Zelda with disdain and arrogantly said: "So what? What does it have to do with you? Don't think that you are really the biological son of the president of Sunwell Corporation, but raise your voice to me. Remember exactly where you are. If it weren't for Mr. Jane to bring your mother and daughter home, you would have been just an itchy toad now."