Zelda Stories Novels & Stories

Prologue Kanua Village, Zambia; January, 1991 There was a murderous glow in the eyes of the ten year old Luyando Chimeko as she stood watch over her drunk and passed out father snoring away on the mat inside the tent that a good Samaritan had lent to them which they had come to regard as their home for the past one week.

THIRD PERSON POV "Zelda... What? How's this even possible?" Mira stammered as she watched Zelda take a few more steps closer to her. Just like Lilith had told Zelda, she needed to take what was rightfully hers, so she decided to go back to the coven, but unfortunately, she couldn't give the comeback she really wanted to give because Lilith and Nora had killed the witches. Zelda chuckled upon seeing Mira... she was glad Mira was still alive so she could teach her a lesson.

“Oh yes Your Highness, all he had for her are his praises! He kept running his mouth about how good she was, that I stopped listening. I couldn’t take his yapping so I left.” “And you think a forgotten princess in a slave country, caged in her own castle since birth, is good enough to bowl over one of the top scholars of the nations with years of experience.” The prince tittered taking a sip. “What does she know about the world? Nothing, unless Rupert gained something we have no knowledge of.” His two friends went silent and contemplated on his point. “I’ve heard they’ve ended their slave trades in Rendor and Endra except for us. Well surely that means something good,” says Zedrick after a

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

“You do not cry after sex.” “They don’t have to know that.” He winked. Oz, Balkin and Indrick did pretty well too. It was now my turn to close us out. “Hey, I’m Empress Zelda. Um, let’s see...you’ve heard about my complicated love life. Getting bit, getting proposed to, getting dumped. All things that don’t usually happen to an Empress. But let’s talk about this horrid journey. I’ve almost been eaten by a Serpenbite, almost drowned, came very close to being barbeque, I’ve been kidnapped like seven times. My body was snatched by an Over-Lordess who kind of shamed me for not being a virgin, by the way. So I’ve been called a tramp a lot lately.”

I closed my door and then walked to the save just behind my wardrobe . I opened it and brought out the Journal , Zelda’s Journal. Alexandra destroyed most of the letters Zelda wrote to Hernando , and the ones Hernando sent to Zelda , she seized and made sure Zelda never got the Chance to read it. I wiped the journal clean of the dust and opened through the pages. Zelda always wrote down all the evil Ezekiel did to her , even when she was locked up in the Dungeon. I really felt pity for her but there was nothing I could do, I barely had a say.

It told her of something she had never known—something buried in the past. Long ago, when Zelda was just a child and her mother was still young, there had been a woman destined to give birth to quadruplets. But these weren’t ordinary children. Two of them carried a terrible fate—they were meant to open the veil to the Nether, a gateway that would unleash unspeakable horrors upon the earth. Beings that had been forbidden from existence would return, and the world would never be the same. Zelda’s mother, knowing the devastation this would bring, had acted before it was too late. She cast a powerful spell upon the woman, rendering her barren, ensuring that the prophecy would never come to pass.

Zelda offered a quick smile before heading straight to the bathroom for a quick, refreshing shower, hoping to wash away the tension clinging to her. When she returned, Jian looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Hey, how was your day?” Zelda groaned as she took a seat. “You wouldn’t believe the absurdity of James today.” Jian’s curiosity sparked immediately. “What did he do now?” Zelda launched into the story, telling her everything, from James blocking her opportunities in the fashion industry to ensuring nobody would dare hire her. Jian’s mouth fell open, disbelief crossing her face. “Oh my god, are you serious?” Jian asked, her voice a mix of shock and anger.

Zelda sighed, before her hands moved over to the cup of milk, and then, she took a grasp of liquid into her throat, seven years, seven tired years that she had given birth to her twins, she had completed her college years being pregnant, she had moved to another state, her cell phone ticket, and hurriedly she peered at her. The feeling was sickening enough, she stared at the twins who obviously were having a banter on the couch, Their blonde hair shined more darker than usual, they were alike, no doubt, but something had kept them apart, they were different, unlike Layla whose eyes were toned with a hint of amber, Kayla's was blue, uncomfortably blue, yet alluring. A text from her best frien

Today is Friday! The most exciting day of Zelda's life. A day she had marked as the best day ever because she was going to get married to her soulmate, the one who had never ceased to make her heart ache. His name is victor. Zelda sat by the edge of her bed, admiring her bridal gown which hung on the dummy stand. It was so beautiful that she couldn't stop staring at it. She has longed to wear a bridal gown. For years, Zelda watched her friends get mated while hers never showed up. She felt the moon goddess hates her so much for not giving her a mate at the initial stage.