Zelda X Impa Novels & Stories

The air thickened with despair, and she felt the weight of her past bearing down on her. "Xienma!" Cassie's voice broke through the haze, snapping her back to reality. "Don't get lost in it! Remember who you are!" Xienma shook her head, trying to dispel the illusion. "You're right! I can't let it control me!" Taking a deep breath, she focused on the bond she shared with her friends, letting that connection ground her. As she regained her composure, Xavier stepped forward, his own illusion materializing before him. He saw his father, Carlos, standing tall and imposing, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "You will never escape your destiny," the illusion taunted, its voice echoing with a ch

Killian had his pupils dilated when he told me Zelda Amanita's name. We crossed the red terrain and the mountain was behind us. I turned around to look back. Nothing. No mountain. It was gone! There was nothing except the endless red. The red of sand. The red of the sky. The red of passing air. And maybe the red of danger. “You seem like you know Zelda Amanita!” I asked Baspo. “She is The Zelda Amanita, Luna. And she goes by Madame Zelda. Very powerful, vengeful, and strong. Madame Zelda never misses anything. They say that she can look into your soul.” Baspo said. He must have exaggerated. I shrugged it.

"Dad, I feel safe, let's go to mommy." Zelda spoke up, and the three quickly walked over to Sharmaine. Sharmaine's whole body is covered with a layer of vines, her face is tired and painful, Sharmaine in this space-time has struggled a lot, she has not much mental strength, Sharmaine is disabled here.

Chad left the stadium and got into Sir Holt's car, where he saw Xyder waiting. "Hello, my name is Xyder. Can we be friends?" Xyder surprisingly initiated a conversation with Chad, even offering him the lollipop he was eating. "If you want to be my friend, I can share my lollipop with you!" Chad looked at the man, similar to his age, smiling as he patted his head. That was one of the reasons Chad was confident about breaking through to the earthbound immortal level—Xyder, a man with immortal bones capable of possessing seven immortal crowns, would soar in cultivation once his spiritual wisdom was restored.

Zelda said and Ameliah looked at her in confusion… “What are you talking about?” Ameliah asked… “The Xavier that was mentioned in this book is still alive and kicking. His real name is Cassius.” Zelda said and Stephen and Ameliah gasped in shock… Zelda adjusted herself in her seat and began explaining the story to them.

These were two people who had something between them that predated any charity gala. She saved the photograph to her cloud account. She sat back and looked at the ceiling. Crane and Seraphina. Connected. Both with claims against the Rhodes estate. Both with reasons to want what Elias had found to stay buried. Both positioned, all this time, within arm's reach of the company that had been built on the grave of what they'd done. She thought about Damien on the rooftop. “I don't have proof. And moving without proof against the people involved doesn't end with a conviction.”

I said, "Only you would worship an imposter heir. Just wait. You'll see how far he'll fall when the truth comes out!" The words 'imposter heir' hit Zach like a nerve. He snapped, clawing and punching at me before yanking a stun baton from the bodyguard. "I'll kill you! I'll beat you to death!" he yelled. He swung the baton at me with everything he had without a second thought. I was held down by Jeanette, and I could not move, so I shut my eyes and braced for agony. However, the pain never came. Instead, I heard a panicked Jeanette say, "Autumn…"

One of the warriors approached me from behind, coughing to get my attention. “That was very brave of you, Miss Snow. You have a warrior's heart, and you are made for greatness.” He commended me. I smiled sadly and whispered my thanks for the compliment. “Thank you, General Harold. I’ll leave you to oversee their safe travel to the lycan dungeon. I need to get ready to head back home, I want to break this exciting news to my father. The rogues are finally defeated and now I’m ready to take my place as King,” Xander let out proudly, leaning to drop a peck on my forehead. I noticed a certain look on the general's face, but it disappeared before I could read meanings into it, and I wondered what

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

My head was pounding as though a line up of high school bands were in a competition. All I could think of was the pitiful state we’d found Xander in a while ago. The way he looked helpless and near death’s door. The way his blood was like a second skin masking his actual skin. The way his skin was carved out for some silly message that we still couldn’t figure out. I mean, who the hell was Glinda? Why the hell did her coming have to be preceded by such chaos and pain? And why the fuck did she think she’d get away with hurting Xander so badly?