Cedric Diggory Novels & Stories

Cedric whispered in reassurance when he noticed my panic. I bit my lips in doubt as I scouted over a little so he could sit next to me. Cedric dropped the box on the floor and turned to kiss me more feverishly. My caution was thrown outside as I jumped into his arms, his hands firmly grabbing my buttocks. Our lips moved in sync as I ran my hands through his chiseled chest- it was covered in scars- as expected of a Rogue King. “Do you trust me?” Cedric asked immediately I pulled out of the kiss to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry… who are you?" He transferred one of the coffees to his free arm with practiced ease and extended his now-free hand toward me. "Diggory. I'm a business partner of Edris's." A pause. "And before you ask, yes, I heard about what happened. I came as soon as I could." He looked at me with eyes that were dark, steady, and kind in a way that didn't feel forced. "How is he?" "Stabilised," I said flatly.

she said and was confused when everyone looked amazed. “What’s wrong? Is Brother Cedric bad?” she asked, suddenly curious. The doctor chuckled. “A bad wolf, yes.” Francis cleared his throat before answering. “Evely, that’s Cedric de la Roche, the Demon Prince of Rockefeller Group.”

Daveryl let out a deep breath after hearing what the police officer who called him said. He felt his glabella as he closed his eyes. So, Cedric is having an attack? Cedric was his ex-boyfriend when he was Ricky. But now that he belongs to Jaime, is it necessary for him to go to the person who caused the destruction of Ricky's life? He died and traveled to the future to live as Daveryl. Should he have to thank the man?

He staggered backwards and crouched to the floor as his ears rang. Then he turned towards the familiar voice. "You almost killed me, Greg!" "I didn't mean that," Greg said. A man in his mid-fifties. He had greying hair and dark eyes. He was of average height and he donned a white lab coat that was reaching his knees and under it, he wore blue jeans and a plaid short-sleeved blue shirt. Greg, also known as Dr. Greg, the latter was the term he was often referred to as. He was a research doctor and a friend of Governor Silas.

“The Vice-Principal Mr. Grey is afraid of Cedric’s father, and we think almost of the school staff did so too.” That’s a first and a total red flag that Cath couldn’t just brush off. For the fact that the school is a prestigious private institution, and one person especially a parent of one of the students shouldn’t be the center of it. Unless. “Monique, what is Cedric’s full name?” “Cedric Gideon mommy.” The little girl answer’s her directly and immediately blares the alarm inside her mind and a person is ringing to be the culprit. But to make sure, Cath asks.

Kian told them what happened and their theories. "This means, there is a traitor and I can see that you have a hunch who," Kian stated looking straight at his dada. "Yes. But for now, I can only tell you who is that traitor is working with. And that is, Paris." Calvin told him. Kian asked who Paris is. His parents told him that she's a dark mage that disappeared after he tried to break them apart. "So, she's working with the Org.?" he asked and his parents nodded. But the organization was destroyed before.

Damien asked her, jerking her back from her wild thoughts. She ignored his question and simply went back to what she was doing. While Damien still stood there watching her and saying nothing again, Elle then appeared from nowhere coming towards them. Ariel who was back up the ladder was immediately disgusted by the sight of Elle and she began swearing under her breath to kill her if she dared trouble her.

He ran his fingers along Cedric's leg bone, carefully bending it back into place. Cedric was sweating and shaking, clutching Lance's wrist so hard his nails drew blood. The pain was severe despite the pain-relief potion. He felt it all over his body. After resetting the bone, Digby applied medicine, fixed it with two wooden boards, and bandaged it. Cedric had to rest in bed until the bone healed. Digby's ointment worked great. It was his own recipe, not available elsewhere. So it could heal fast and speed up Cedric's bone repair.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.