Edmund From Narnia Novels & Stories

“Noel might be a freaking gay, but he has the qualities of a businessman that I’m looking for. I can even say he’s better than Edward.” Better than Edward?! Edward is his son! He's flesh and blood! I glared t him deadly but the old hag just shrugged it off. Edmund let out a sigh, shaking his head as if he was recalling something disappointing. “You should’ve seen him before he disappeared. He was ruthless—sharp as a knife, manipulative, heartless when it came to business. That’s the Noel I needed. But when he came back? He was… different.”

i whimpered, my eyes burning with tears that refused to fall. His face darkened at the edges, reminding me that he was an elf. “You may not remember me, Elly, you may not remember our past life together but I do. I have gone through hell to find you and i will not let you go, not when you want to play matryr.” he declares firmly, pressing the handle of the sheated dagger to my palm.

San Diego had me feeling differently. It was like I became Alex Gray the moment I drove into the city. My personality changed over the following two weeks as I followed Jordan Reed. He was the Vice President of The Reapers and second in command. I knew that if I could get close to him, I was as good as in. He had a set routine and after two weeks, I knew it by heart. He liked to frequent the bar on Broadway in East Village. It also happened to be the whole club’s favorite spot.

Edmun stared at the car parked in front of him, then back at the house before making his way to the front door. Before he can go anything, a young opened the door, his mouth full of chips. He glared at him, and he swallowed the whole thing, lowering his gaze. "Umh. Can I help you?" he said looking around. "Do you know Uno?" Edmund asked coldly. The young man gulped. "Uh. . .Yes, that's my cousin. Is something wrong?"

Struggling I managed to thank God for the fact that things weren’t anymore worse than they already were and yet for the hours that came afterwards I begged it seemed almost endlessly for help and deliverance from this situation. ********* We walked for a very long time and my legs felt on the verge of falling off. The man never stopped to rest! Just then I heard a twig snap loudly in the afternoon sunlight. Jerking to full alertness as my heart pounded within my chest I glanced to the caveman leading me forward into this great unknown only to see him smiling. His arms opened and a strong looking little boy of about five years old launched forward out of the brush and into his arms. It was im

Walked to the door and opened it. Leon’s soldiers were already outside — two of them, stationed there since I’d first noticed Edmund following me three weeks ago. “Take him to the east chambers,” I said. “He’s not to leave.” They moved past me without a word. Edmund didn’t fight them. He let them take his arms and lift him and he went like a man who had already gone somewhere else entirely — somewhere inside himself where none of this could reach him anymore. At the door, he stopped.

Emery My eyes wander around to find Daniel, my friend since I started studying here in Melbourne. As soon as I see him heading towards me with a smile on his face; I begin to smile back at him. ''Man, it's been awhile. How are you?'' He asks. Before I can answer, he continues to speak, ''Wait. Don't tell me. You're the prince of England who left Australia in order to get married with the current princess, Emma. What a surprise,'' He adds.

King Edmund. Jacob paused, considering the best way to describe him before continuing, "He's a capable person. He's well-versed in both civil and military matters. He followed Prince Arthur for a long time and earned a reputation for virtue in Westhaven. But his nature is rather unhinged. "Back in the day, when Grand Princess Lisandra and Prince Arthur were watching over him and with Marshal Liam guiding him, his true nature didn't show. That's why Grand Princess Lisandra supported his rise to power. What she didn't know, though, is that in his heart, the kingdom and the people don't come before his brother."

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR ~NARRATOR~ Edmund stood tall and proud, his powerful presence filling the room. Despite his age, he had the bearing of a warrior, his eyes gleaming with the fire of a man who had seen many battles. He was bald, yet very handsome. He spoke with a deep, resonant voice that seemed to fill the air around him. As he greeted Nora, she could not help but feel a sense of awe and respect. He seemed like a man who had seen and done many great things in his life.