Zelda X Impa Novels & Stories

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…"

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.

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

Years of reading fantasy novels will finally be put into good use! First, I may as well find out where I am currently. The thing I noticed first is that my vision feels like it is obstructed by something. I can't see much at all, and the place appears to be dark. I don't know what abilities an Imp has, can I check this somehow? Status? [Species: Newborn Imp] HP:50 DEF: 15 ATK:9 [Skills: Scavenging*; Iron claw*; Sprint*; Play dead*]

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

"How am I supposed to look her in the eye after what she did?" Jerry argued. He reasoned, pushed, reminded him of every consequence. Vance's answer never changed. He would not complete the ritual. Not now, not like this. Neither man had a way out. They just refused to admit it out loud. Zelda, on the other hand, quietly began preparing for hers. She approached one of her servants as casually as she could. "Has anyone ever survived the heat without completing the ritual?" she asked. The servant hesitated before nodding. "It's very difficult, but it can be done."

Zephyr helped, using her magic to weaken the metal. Finally, I was free. I joined the fight, my sword slicing through the shadows. Xandros stumbled back, his eyes widening in surprise. He hadn't expected us to put up such a fierce resistance. But we were far from victorious. Xandros' powers were growing stronger by the minute, fueled by some dark force. "We need to end this," Damien shouted, his sword clashing with Xandros'. "Now!" I nodded, a plan forming in my mind. "Zephyr, can you—"