Edmund Pevensie Novels & Stories

Vivienne's eyes widened upon seeing the handsome man standing at the door grinning at her "You!" Vivie nne exclaimed in delight and shoved the bowl on the table "Hey little one" , Edmund said and pulled her in his arms. Vivienne was stunned to see him "I guess you two have already met… no surprise I guess, "Marlene said in between chuckles, and Vivie moved away from me "You are looking fine… more handsome than the last time," she said with a grin, and Edmund beamed keeping his arm around her shoulder "So stepmom… this is my little sister…"Edmund remarked turning to Marlene, he was told what happened and didn't know what to say. He cut short his vacation and came back home

‘Otherwise Reverend Darwin might find more than a spare bottle of communal wine next time he heads for the Altar. ‘How are you going to reach the numerals?’ ‘I’ll pull up a pew—as the saying goes.’ Elmo grinned. ‘What about the corpse?’ she whispered. ‘She’s dead. Don’t think she’ll be able to help.’ ‘You know what I mean.’ ‘We’ll make a deal,’ he said, ‘I’ll go and put her back where she belongs and neither of us mentions it ever again?’ ‘Easiest deal I’ll ever make.’ *** Patience called Maud, but it was Albert and Dennis that came for them. Fifteen minutes later, a white van with Pontefract Estates painted on the side bounced up the uneven path towards the church.

Somehow, he had been waving his fat hand in the direction of Kim. "I want to hold him, madam!" "Oh, Edmund is so small that but he knows how to recognize her sister-in-law?" Hannah was shaking with laughter. Kim also thinks little Edmund is adorable and super cute. She won't know if her family's Little ball will be as beautiful as Little Edmund's. She opened her arms and took him from the servant's arms. Edmund's big eyes are like black grapes. Without blinking, he looks at Kim curiously. He is very good. On the dining table of this old house, there is a lot of fun.

Seeing all that, Edmund was overwhelmed. No one knows who he is, but when his people will know, how will they react? Will they be happy or sad that Edmund hides such a big fact from them? Well, it wasn't anything he need to worry about. The East Wind Mansion was his hideout but the people he gathered in the mansion all these years were like a family to him, he won't abandon them even if he is to become kind. Amelia glanced over the crowd, she envy the ladies who were so carefree and acting all happy and childish.

Despite everything that had gone on inside Emily's mind just some seconds ago, she found that her interest had been piqued at once. "Who was it?" "My dog. He was a German breed, one of the rarest I've ever come across and possibly one of the rarest in the world." Are you kidding me right now? Is he comparing his stupid dog with my best friend now? Edmund continued sadly. "I had that dog since I was five. It grew very slowly because of the exotic breed that it was. So, it was still kinda small when I hit puberty. I continued to take care of it well into my college days. And then, one morning, while I prepared to go to school, Arnold didn't come to wag its tail to bid me farewell." His voice h

But it seemed Morgan’s warning came pretty too late; she had already lost it. “Lucy!” "Calm down, brother is here," Edmund said as he ran up to her and hugged her. It’s alright, we are here. We all love you, Little Birdie; do not be sad.” He said. Edmund was never good at words, but he had no pills to give her, so he could only do that.

Armadale moaned, “Do I look okay to you?” Without a second thought, Jeremiah cast a healing spell toward the book, “heal!” and the book returned to its prime condition. “Thank you, child, you did the right thing,” Armadale praised as he flew back up. Seeing a familiar book hovering before him, Edmund Brownfur walked closer to the book. “Father, is that you?” he asked with an eerie voice. Armadale was quickly flying to his previous master, “yes… My son, it's me, your father…”

“Johnny get your wrinkly self over here, your stupid bell is not working again!” Icahbod frowed. “Is a woman bearing the name Johnny in this century?” “No, why would you ask that?” “You said we were coming to meet a woman.” “Oh yea, he is the one who will bring her to us, she is his daughter but you have to see the father first.” “Oh, ok.” Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter.

King Edgar Barnabas looked at Edmund's face curiously. From a very long time ago, he was a reliable trader and liked to collect antiques. Sometimes he came to black-market auctions to hunt for rare items that were considered lost and destroyed in Magica. Since Edmund's appearance, he had felt that Duke Brighton's face was very familiar, even though he could say this was the first time they had met.

We nearly toppled backward before I regained my balance. “It’s the biggest unicorn ever!” she continued excitedly, oblivious to my near fall. “Her name is Sparkles and she has magic powers and Edward says she’ll protect me from bad dreams!” I hugged her tightly, breathing in her sweet scent, untainted by the ugliness I’d faced tonight. “That’s wonderful, sweetheart.” Over Debbie’s shoulder, I met Edward’s gaze as he rose smoothly to his feet. His amber eyes registered surprise at my appearance. “Penelope,” he greeted me carefully. “Is everything alright?”