Zelda Silent Princess Novels & Stories

asked Damon . "You aren't the only one who watches netflix in this whole world ." said Cynthia . They sat in silence for few minutes and then Cynthia spoke up . "Hey Damon I am getting bored here can you play any song please ." said Cynthia . "Yeah yeah It would be my honour to play a song for princess Cynthia . What should I play ?" said Damon sarcastically . "I like Billie Eilish ." said Cynthia . "You stupid girl do you seriously think I am going to play a song for you .Do you realise you are here for you punishment ." said Damon .

We walked up to it and Silas pulled it open, stepping into the building. It took less than a second for a sweet smell to drift through my nose, catching my attention. I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes in the process. The anxious feeling intensified. A low growl erupted from my chest and when I opened my eyes, I saw Darian staring at me. "Dude, your eyes," he said, "they're bright green." I blinked. Silas looked at me with another smile, "It's because he senses his mate." 'I don't think it happened last time,' I told Darian in confusion.

she became silent I bought thermometer and checked her temperature it's high oh no what she did why her temperature is high I bought the tablets and made her to take them after taking the tablets she is looking at me she is so pale what the hell I did I want to let her know the mistake but she became like this iam trying to make her sleep but she is not sleeping she is looking at me I understood her feelings I said "I will not leave you princess see iam here only sleep for sometime" she is not agreeing I hugged her tightly and said "my princess is a good girl right listen to me let's sleep together when you wake up we will talk I will be beside you only until you wake up so sleep my dear pri

Aria met her in the war room, Kael and Mara flanking her. The girl bowed, then straightened, breathing hard. “Alpha Khan,” she said. “My name is Elara. I’m from the Eastern Reach.” Aria waited. Elara swallowed. “There’s something in the mountains. It’s not the Oathbreaker. It’s older. And it’s waking.” Mara frowned. “Older than the Oathbreaker?” Elara nodded. “My grandmother called it the Silence. She said if it wakes, the world goes quiet. No sound. No thought. Just… nothing.”

Zelda's heart raced within her chest, her body consumed by an instinctive fear she couldn't shake. Amidst the intensity of the moment, Miguel materialized before her, extending a beverage as an offering. His voice resonated with a melodious tone as he urged Zelda to partake, promising a respite from the eerie ambiance that surrounded them. However, Zelda, sensing a hidden agenda lurking beneath his words, firmly declined, determined to awaken from the ethereal realm that had ensnared her. Summoning her inner strength, Zelda fought against the clutches of the dream, struggling to break free from its ethereal chains. Her eyelids fluttered, her consciousness teetering on the precipice of awaken

No. "NOOOO!!!" I screamed, the noise glass shattering and out of this world, as she stood up and began to walk away. "Give me MY BABYYY!!!" I screamed, digging my nails into the floor, trying to crawl toward the evil witch who was taking my baby with her. Zelda stops and then looks back at me, weak, defenceless and bleeding to death on the ground. Her eyes flash once and maybe it was some sick sense of sympathy or maybe it was because she knew she had already won.

Elara touched her stomach lightly, whispering her own silent prayer. The cycle began again—darker, more isolated, but bound by Kai’s suffocating love and the fragile new life growing inside her.

If the Council would ever let me go. But I knew one thing with absolute certainty: I was done being the silent, grateful Luna. I was done loving a man who’d never truly wanted me. Or our baby. My baby. I couldn’t shout Stop. I couldn’t say No. All I had were my hands and my will. So I used both. I closed my eyes and reached deep inside. I found the shimmering golden thread that connected us - the mate Bond, warm and constant and agonizing. I wrapped my mental hands around it and yanked. Hard.

Her voice was taut, a quaver of terror underlying her words. Zelda's eyes glinted with malice. "You're exactly where you need to be. Where we can settle things between us.” “So what now? You want to kill me?” Celine's expression was cold and resigned as she said, "Just give me the gun, and I'll do it myself. Save yourself the trouble." Zelda chuckled, her smile as sharp as a knife. "No, no, Princess, I don't want to kill you...not yet," she drawled.