Zelda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Leah said as she brought out a few more of the chocolates and tossed them on the bed. Zelda abandoned the couch for the bed and ate them all at once, one after another, until her hand finally stilled against her stomach. Leah stood back and watched, waiting, until Zelda's fingers curled tight against her belly and her breathing changed. “Help meee,” Zelda slurred, reaching toward her. Leah only smiled. She shut the door, turned the lock, and walked away, Zelda's cries following her down the hall long after she stopped listening.

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.”

Zelda "Shut up," mom told me roughly, digging in the cabinet until she came back with a pair of scissors. "Don't fight this, Zelda. I don't want your blood all over my tiles." She started cutting the knots from my hair and I sobbed into my hands, feeling the weight of my hair falling down at my feet. The water was somehow even colder now, biting me in a way that it felt like needles were being pushed deep into my skin. "There we go," she finally announced a while later.

’ 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."

Enni's POV My heart pounded like a drum as I picked up the call from the mysterious lady, Zea. Her voice was hushed as if she held a secret of utmost importance. She wasted no time, urging me to meet her at a specified location within a mere two hours. The question echoed in my mind: What could this meeting possibly entail? Would it be a perilous adventure or an exhilarating experience? I tried to rein in my imagination, but my thoughts spiralled out of control, refusing to be tamed.

Zelda then moved back over to where Zachariah/Morpheus was laying and rubbed herself all over him, he just seemed to lay there and lap up the attention, when we lay back down next to him he rolls over and once again wraps his jaw around the back of my neck. I whimper as he kicks his hind legs lightly into mine, making Zelda move them and her rear so that as he lays over us once more he slides inside us again. This time he doesn’t start slow. He digs his jaw and his canines into my neck as he vigorously thrusts into us. Zelda growls and tries to move her head, but with the tight hold he has on our neck prevents her from reaching him.

Lord Eliot asked, taking her hand. “I think he is under the influence,” Zelda giggled to her friend, Isla. The two girls became friends since they were employed at the same mansion. Zelda was slightly taller than Isla with dark brown eyes and Isla had a lighter shade of brown eyes, both girls with hair tied up, wearing simple white caps. Zelda had large freckles spattered over her face. “Please say yes and we can be married before the end of the week,” Lord Eliot pleaded hopelessly, appearing to be crazy, in love with Zelda.

he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." Shola woke up to the chirping of birds in the trees and the sun's rays blessing her beautiful bronze skin. She felt sore all over but great inside. She smiled to herself, coinciding her lower lip between her teeth and she remembered the previous night. That was when she realized she was no longer inside the red room. And also, that Solano was nowhere to found inside the room.