Sidlink
4 stories
If I'm the King, Then So Are You by discombobulated-ant
If I'm the King, Then So Are You
discombobulated-ant
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  • Parts 10
The prince of the Zoras has fallen madly in love with the Hylian Champion. Link, oblivious to these feelings that were so inexplicably apparent, agreed to stay with the Zoras for a few weeks after his great feat of defeating Calamity Gabon. Who knew that this supposed "few weeks" would turn into a lifetime? (Romantically One-sided)
Broken - sidlink by Randomly_lonely
Broken - sidlink
Randomly_lonely
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  • Parts 2
No ones going to read this ;)))
Trauma (SidLink) by GreyFireStrikes
Trauma (SidLink)
GreyFireStrikes
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  • Parts 1
Link has been looking for an escape for a long time, running and hiding. He finally thought that he had made a home, but Zelda and her forces never give up that easily. Why does she need him so badly? And to what lengths will she go to- to rip Link away from his peaceful home and back into his traumatic nightmares. And will Sidon be able to help him through the hell he's about to step into?
The Knight & The Prince (A SidLink Tale) by DragonOwater
The Knight & The Prince (A SidLink Tale)
DragonOwater
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  • Parts 99
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.