Edgar Fluffy Novels & Stories

she scream. "Sorry, come in" I give way for her to come in. She enters, looking at the place like she usually does. Ashley Benetton, she's the most beautiful little thing I've ever seen before. Her father is a business partner to mine. My parents doesn't like her but who cares. I haven't seen fluffy since. As if sensing his name, he came running towards me. Fluffy is my Pomeranian puppy. Oh, he also hates Ashley because immediately he spotted her, he started to whimper in anger. "Noah, please get your annoying puppy away from me" she whined.

“Please, go ahead. You’ll have to forgive us. We’re all a little…jumpy today.” “It’s okay, I understand,” he says, giving me a broad smile and lighting his cigarette. As he concentrates on his lighter, I take him in. He’s tall, for a Beta, almost Victor’s height, with wavy black hair and swarthy skin. His nose is a little too large, but it suits his broad, well-intentioned face. I smile back at him. “What’s your name?” “Edgar,” he says, tossing me a salute. “Beta Edgar, at you service.”

My teammates were nice and that was the first good thing I encountered for the day. The girl with the curly blonde hair was Stacey Harrington. She is cheerful. Unlike me, she is very talkative. Talkative friends are a gift for people like me because they are a great help when expressing my ideas. Another girl was Phoebe Hawthorne. She was not that open but seemed cute and innocent. Her short hair suited her. Jake Sherwood is the big built guy in our team. He looks a bit rough and frightening but once he starts to talk he is cheerful and kind. Last but not least is the guy who is the centre of attention of most girls in the hall. Chris Summerville, a playful character with all the eyecatching

He frowned and searched his mind for her name, but ultimately, his eyes remained blank. "You are..." Flora subconsciously glanced at Jessica next to her, feeling incredibly embarrassed, but still said with a smiling face, "Mr. Edward, I'm Flora Wuther." "Oh." Mr. Edward responded, but still didn't remember if he had ever crossed paths with her. "You can get in touch with my assistant." After saying that, he motioned to the assistant behind him with his hand. Then the assistance went to chase away Flora. "Miss Bush, now I owe you two favors. I'll have to find a chance to do something to thank you." Mr. Edward sincerely invited Jessica.

There and then, she knew that a new bond had been formed. •• For non-potterheads, Fluffy is a three-headed dog that guards the trap door leading to the sorcerer's stone. And if you've only watched the movies and haven't either of the books, WYD?🙄😒 If you have neither read nor watched the HP Movies, we can't be friends 😒 Anyway, back to the new ship 😈 Musnoor, Limnoor, Limhud? 😂 Tables are about to be shooked, 😈 who's ready?

He twists head the way an adult dog would do when attacking. “Ladies and gentlemen, fluffy has his opponent – the pillow – down but can he keep him down? Oh, he twists to the right and he twists to the left. There’s definitely no hope for poor Mr Pillow. Fluffy goes for the countdown – 1, 2, 3. That’s it people, meet the new champion of the world….FLUFFFFFFFFFY!” I pretend to be a wrestling commentator.

—Meow— Fluffy rushed towards me as she saw me stepped in. “Ohh! My little fluffy.” I squatted as I carried her up on my hands and she jumped on my shirt as her little tiny claws held unto the fabrics of my shirt. “Oh! C'mon Fluffy.” I held her and pulled her closely as I rubbed my face on her white hairy skin. Looking at her brown eyes now, brought so much warmth and her floral scent calmed down my hyperactive nerves. The available maids had prepared dinner for us as we ate and fluffy won't give me the slightest freedom as she kept on playing around my legs with her ball and trying to climb my body.

I have an idea about Edgar if you'd like to hear it," I offered. "Sure, I'd like to hear it," she said, her voice stronger than before. "Well, I was smitten with you from the first moment I saw you in that airport. You were gorgeous then and now," I smirked as her eyebrows raised up at that confession, but I continued. "You were such a pretty girl at thirteen, Kylie, but now? All your curves have filled out, and you hold yourself with more confidence. Plus, you have the brat thing going on. Edgar is not a pedophile; he didn't have a thing for you back then. The Kylie that came home from college with a little more worldly knowledge, though, that Kylie he found so attractive that he went for i

He told himself he just wanted an autograph. The door to Edgar’s trailer was slightly ajar. Light spilled out from inside. Felix hesitated, then knocked softly. The door opened. Edgar Briggs stood there in nothing but worn jeans slung low on his hips, his chest still glistening with sweat from the arena. His dark eyes locked onto Felix with calm intensity. “Can I help you?” Edgar asked, voice low and rough like gravel. Felix swallowed hard, holding up the rodeo program he’d bought earlier. “I… I was hoping for an autograph. That last ride was incredible.”

Those thoughts constantly flashed in Rudy's mind, and he was filled with doubt. Edgar's words and actions were too confusing. How did Edgar know who Fane was? Could Edgar have known Fane before entering the Whirling World? Fane raised an eyebrow and looked at Edgar, barely reacting to Edgar's words. Edgar started to get angry when he saw that Fane did not seem willing to play along, even after he had made things so clear. Even if Edgar had other intentions, Edgar was someone of high status. He could not bear to be ignored like that.