Si-link
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SidLink  OneShots~ by meescha_mooscha
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I am using this Oneshot book as an opportunity to improve my writing and stuff like that. I am not writing Lemons or limes or anything of the sort. You can leave a comment on what you want me to write next or you can Private message me and send me and idea. Thank you for reading, Ja Ne!
Take My Hand- a Sidlink Fanfiction by squiddleinkmachine
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After Ganon is defeated, and things begin to return to normal... well. As normal as things get for Hyrule's champion and hero. Link begins to question what was ever normal in the first place. Seeking that ever so far away normality, he revisits the friends he's made along the way of his long journey. Starting with Zora's Domain.....
The Knight & The Prince (A SidLink Tale) by DragonOwater
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WARNING THIS BOOK IS ONLY THE FIRST OF POSSIBLY MANY. READERS DESCREATION IS ADVISED! THIS STORY SERIES MAY CONTAIN DRAMA, DEATH, FLUFF, AND MORE!!!!!! MAKE SURE YOU VOTE AND COMMENT IF YOU LIKE THE BOOK! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A lot can happen in one year. Ka-thump! Link released his held breath as he watched the stag he was hunting drop to the ground with little grace. After the return of Zelda and the fall of Calamity Ganon, Link slaved away for one whole year doing what he could to keep himself busy. Then on one fateful day everything changed. Knock, knock, knock! Link looked to his door confused as he looked at the clock hanging on his wall. It was 3:30 in the morning. No one should have been knocking on his door, but what caught his eyes was the small envelope that slid under his door into the kitchen. He placed his cutting knife down and went over to the thing seeing his name written in extravagant hand writing he knew all too well. He flipped the paper over seeing the bright red wax stamp of a cursive S he had grown to love.