Zelda Zanders Novels & Stories

The need to ask about him grew stronger and I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Zander? Who is he?" I asked curiously. "Oooh forgive me." She smacked her forehead with her palm. " I thought you knew him. Zander is our childhood friend . He is also the nephew of Eros and Allison. Girl, you should see the guy....He is smoking HOT!" she let out a giggle. "He is hot! Like really HOT! HOT! " Letting out a throaty chuckle, I signed. "It's okay, Lee....I get it" I giggled silently. " You've made your point clear. He is hot. "

*Zander* Freya had uncovered a hidden gateway between the realms through her relentless research and decoding of ancient inscriptions. It was a secret passage, invisible to everyone’s eyes, existing for ages yet untouched by any soul. But I was desperate—desperate to meet the woman who haunted my dreams and held the answers I sought. I was ready to go to any lengths, to pay any price, no matter how steep.

Zelda smiled—a slow, dangerous smile. "Still think I used my body to rise to power, Curt?" she asked. The soldier's face turned red with anger and humiliation. He roared and lunged at her with all his strength. Big mistake. Zelda didn't dodge this time. She met him head-on, twisting at the last moment to grip his arm and use his own strength against him. In one swift move, she flipped him over her shoulder. He landed on his back with a loud, painful crack. "Aah!"

They were witches, skilled in healing and enchantment, yet even they sensed something extraordinary was happening. “I don’t know,” Zayla admitted, her brow furrowed with concentration. “But I can feel it…something is changing.” Meanwhile... The tension in the air thickened as Zander, the notorious dragon slayer, and his companions Henri and Maria slipped silently into the clearing, their expressions shadowed with urgency y. “We need to move,” Zander said, his voice a low growl. “The others will be coming for us.”

His expression was unreadable — not angry, not distant — simply solid, immovable, as if he already knew she needed space to breathe. She bit her lower lip and nodded quietly. Uriel gently guided her toward the exit of the old stone structure. Althea followed, hugging her mother’s journals to her chest and the shard as they stepped outside into the cool forest air. Inside, Candice and Osman stayed where they were. Candice didn’t say anything at first. She only watched Zander, her brows slightly drawn as if she was trying to piece together every reason behind his choices. She was from Velmora, the House of Terravane — proud, disciplined, and no stranger to the harsh rules of their continent.

He asked. "Wait, you don't know?!" Zerina wailed. Lysander's mouth fell open. How would he know? This was his fucking first time of doing this. "Look," she started. "LEGEND OF ZELDA is an iconic action-adventure game series created by Nintendo, I guess. Yes, it was Nintendo. Okay, the game follows Link. He's a brave hero on a mission to save the kingdom of Hyrule— I don't know if I'm pronouncing it right. Hyrule is often attacked by evil forces, often led by Ganon."

Gidian roared. "Gidian, stop!" Hazel held on to his palm before he could chomp off its head. "He's just a dwarf," Hazel observed, feeling pity for the tiny fellow. She thought he was cute, too. "Well, I'm a she, you foolish human," she corrected Hazel. "And I don't need your saving. I can save myself. Now let me go you, big dummy," she bit and kicked Zander's knuckles, and from the sensation he let her go, and the dwarf went falling to the ground.

"Zander, isn't this a bit much for a new hire?" Zander reached over and toyed with a calming diffuser on my desk, giving me a reassuring smile. "You're not just 'staff' here, Trista. You're the most important partner the Sheptran Healing Center has. For a high-level specialist, an office like this is just standard procedure." He hit the intercom, and a moment later, a young girl in a light grey lab coat walked in. "This is Zelda," Zander said. "She'll be your assistant healer."