Zelda Silent Princess Novels & Stories

Shaking from her sitting position, thinking she was holding his hands in hers she could see that the sun had arose and it was hitting her face. But when she looked at the bed where she imagined her hurt and battered mate but he was nowhere to be found the blood stained bed sheets had been changed and the blanket had been changed and folded with a little note by her stating ‘I didn’t want to wake you so I let you continue sleeping Princess’. Where in the goddess of silent Moon was he? A question she could only ask herself as nobody was in the room with her.

As soon as we step out of the van, Silas’ nose goes up into the air and he growls softly. “Silas,” I say, just as Meadow, Asmodeus, and another beautiful woman walk out of the castle to greet us. Silas takes off running, snarling in the possessive way that can only mean one thing. I watch as the woman’s eyes go wide and when Silas stops in front of her, he growls. “Mate.” “Mate,” she purrs. He grabs her, his mouth latching onto hers as she wraps herself around him. “Gamma Silas, meet my sister, Princess Ysabelle," Asmodeus says, chuckling.

The castle stood tall and majestic, its golden accents reflecting the light in a dazzling display. " Wait here," Merilla suddenly said. " I'm going to announce your arrival." She sprinted up the stairs, leaving me behind. Now, standing still, the exhaustion from walking through the night and the entire day consumed me, making my entire body feel numb. I scouted my surroundings and noticed a bench next to a waterfall in the garden. The soothing sound of water cascading from the fountain was inviting.

My world narrowed to her broken form. She’s hurt. She lifted her head slightly, her swollen lips parting as if to call my name, but no sound came out. My vision blurred immediately. A slow, taunting clap echoed through the hall, followed by the sound of footsteps against the polished floor. Then I heard her voice. Zelda. She strolled in with an air of majesty, her dark robes flowing behind her like the wings of a vulture. Her smirk was triumphant, and she had a wicked amused gaze on her. Damon must have released her before coming here.

~~~~~~~ "Goddess Selene," I called out to the ethereal being before me. "I thought we agreed not to mess with our subjects." "True," she replied. "and I didn't." "You're telling me you didn't help that subject? Then why is she leaving?" "maybe because she wasn't dead yet..." "She was in a coma?" I asked and Selene nodded. "I'm guessing you now know why she went back "I do," I responded before leaving for my own kingdom of torture. What a lucky being the lady was.

I’d never seen Matt in his wolf form, but he was one of the biggest wolves I’d ever seen. “Someone get them some clothes,” Nina said with a sigh. Jenna and Seth jumped up and left the room. The remains of what we were wearing lay scattered across the hardwood. “Woah,” Fiona breathed. “We don’t have time for this,” Zoe said, eyeing me wearily. “I’m on your side.” I growled. “She is,” Nina said, giving me a pleading look. “I know you don’t understand, but please listen. Zoe’s working for us. She has been this whole time.”

I can't undo the test. "It seems Zor lied to us. Her body has been united with a male's," Zalu whispers after a few more seconds of no beep, and my mind goes numb for a moment as my emotions battle with one another. Pity wins eventually, and I look away from the now fragile-looking Princess. What happens to her now?

She said and she began walking away with Ameliah and Stephen following behind. They kept walking till they entered a forest. It was dark and looked deserted… They stopped in front of a small house that was already decaying. They followed her in and she took her bag from Ameliah before walking further in the house… After some minutes she came back to them.. “Please have a seat, feel free” She said and they walked and sat down. She sat in front of them and smiled… “Before we start, my name is Zelda. I Am a seer; I can see what the eyes cannot see and I can see an unbreakable love between you two. I can also foretell the future” She said and smiled…

CHAPTER 30 Breath heaving. Sweats trekking and dribbling down to the ground. Veins popping and stretching out from the sudden vigourous movement. Soon, it turns smoothly and swiftly as the silhouette dances harmoniously and rhythmically in a silent sound. A flashing and swishing of a sharp object likes a lightning passes in a fast speed. Indeed, a master on its own. But the silhouette belongs to a woman herself: Princess Ariella Maurice Vandellion! She moves swiftly yet softly. She wielded her blades like they are one. As if, they united with only one mind. In a sudden, her movements trippled than the pace she had earlier. Only the sharpness of the blades could be seen from the movements she

she said, blowing silent, unsteady breaths through her parted lips. "Okay then, see ya!" Short conversation, but it was enough to make her go insane. "Hey, Kenny. Please speed up a little." "All right," he replied. *** When the beautiful blooms twirled in between the vertical slats surrounding the gray villa finally hove into her sight, Stella couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from curling upward. She pursed her trembling lips and flapped her palms near her flushed cheeks. Her breathing was getting ragged. From her tinted window, she looked up at the casement on the second floor.