Zelda Fanfic Novels & Stories

He was in danger because of me. ******* Zyros’s POV I couldn't get her out of my head. Her face when I slammed my hand against the wall. The way her lips parted but no words came out. The bond pulled so hard, I almost gave in. I told myself I could stay in control, that I could ignore it, but I was lying. That night, when everyone had gone to bed, into the library. The shelves, though filled with dust, had records and stories of wolves before me. I searched until I found the scrolls on fated mates.

’ Diana thought. Meanwhile, Brietta excitedly read what was on the paper out loud, "On her 16th birthday, Diana pricked Zelle with sixteen needles! Telling Zelle that she must be like Aurora waiting for a prince!" Brietta sneered at her and sarcastically stated, "Yeah. A fairytale r*pe story. What? Wishing Zach would do you more?" Diana frowned, "You don’t know what you are talking about…." "Oh, I do!" Brietta giggled, "After Zach manipulated you to be his s*x slave, you became a nymphomaniac towards him and went jealous that you can’t get his heart! So on Zelle’s sixteenth birthday, you pricked her with sixteen poisonous needles."

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.

Zelda looked into my eyes and said, “Then we go dirty. Very dirty.” I blinked. “How dirty?” She smiled again. “Dirty enough that no one will believe we had anything to do with it.” I raised an eyebrow. “Are you talking about something illegal?” “No,” she said. “I’m talking about something brilliant.” I sat back and nodded slowly. “Okay. I like this idea. But I want to be the one who ends her.” “You will,” Zelda said. “But you must be patient.” I got up and walked to the mirror. I fixed my hair and looked at my reflection. “I’ll wait. But I want her out of this house by the end of the month.”