Edmund Pevensie X Reader Novels & Stories

"I'm being fucked by a ghost and I can't even see you and I'm about to cum again, what is wrong with me—" "Yes, I am a ghost. But my name is Edmund, and nothing is wrong with you." His invisible mouth finds my nipple and sucks and I watch the peak disappear and reappear as his tongue circles it. "Everything is right. You were supposed to buy this house. Supposed to sleep in this bed. Supposed to feel my hands." He bites my nipple and the sting makes me cry out. "Two hundred years I've been waiting for the right body to walk through my door and yours walked in this morning and I knew. I knew before you finished unpacking the first box."

He said slowly and convincingly. Was he right? Was that really the mate-bond? whatever I felt, whatever me and Reed shared was nothing but just an illusion? I shake my head. No, this can’t be right. Dumeny tried to close the distance between us once again, I could feel his breath over my skin. “I love you Emmy. I always have.” *End of Part 1*

"You guys were and are still terrible. It's different." "Now that's not true." Edmund chuckled. "I'm angel." "Yeah." I smirked. "Until you are the devil?" He pinched my waist. "Aw!" I whined turning around and wrapping my arms around his neck. "He looks just like you, Satan. Starting with your terrible temper.” "Hmm. . .” he mumbled kissing me. "You should be worried.” "I am. I hope that Iverson will at least have a little bit of me.”

"Fighting, my whole body is also very ticklish? One day I don't get repaired by you, I immediately want to die? Besides, I am also willing to fix it, it can imagine me." Edward said as he took Xavi's hand and pulled him down. "Die, can there be somewhere pure in your head? Been wanting this all day, what a stallion?" Xavia's hand touched his raised lower body, immediately shyly retreated, glaring at him angrily, her small face flushed with anger, beautiful. Edward enjoyed looking at the shy little girl with great pleasure, a feeling of satisfaction in his heart that no words could describe, even though he was familiar with her body, but each time she could take on a different expression of j

Pervet boss! "Don't keep teasing me, stupid girl. Before I raped you here," whispered Edmund in sensual tone. I swallowed my saliva, closing my eyes. "You!" Edmund immediately pulled my face, and his mouth twisted with mine, sipped the lower and upper my lips, absent all the cavities in my mouth, and sucked my tongue. Rough, wild, but there is a soft side that makes my stomach fly many butterflies. He's a heartless bastard but always brings different experiences and colors to my life.

Damien “Mother, this is not what you think it is… Edward is more powerful than we are assuming him to be. Have you forgotten everything that he put us through? He even had the audacity to come after you and your coven. Have you forgotten so soon, Mother? Do you know that Edward is not ordinary? He has a sorcerer who stands behind him secretly, and yet he pretends like he has nothing to do with the supernatural. But we all know that it is not possible for him to take me down with ordinary strength. Remember the undisputed years too. I never had anything between us like this. Don’t you see, Mother? They want the relationship between us to falter because when we are apart, it will be very easy

"Thank you for your help, Doctor Edmund." Edmund looks at me, a rather appreciative look on his face. "I don't usually do this - in fact I never do this - but would you ever consider getting treatment for your problem?" I frown. "What do you mean?" "I think I could help you get over your fear of heights once and for all." Wow. There goes a twist in the story I did not expect. END OF BOOK FOUR

Since he’d attacked her in the library that one time, Liz assumed he liked books, or at least had read some. She told him about the stories she liked, the ones she’d read growing up, the ones that made her feel less alone. She had a particular favourite one her father used to read to her as a child. About vampires and hunters. That was a long time ago. Whenever she came in, Edmund would glance at her once. Just once. After that, he didn’t bother looking at her again. He didn’t respond to her conversations either. Most days, it felt like Liz was talking to herself. But talking to someone—even someone who didn’t answer—was better than silence. She didn’t feel like she could talk to her mother

I walked up and took it from him then smiled happily. "Thank you so much," I told them and looked at the two elders then looked at the book. I'll read it closely and learn what I can from this.... I should probably look into getting a supernatural doctor too now that I think about it... either a vampire or a werewolf. I'll ask Neal which he prefers. I purred softly and then hugged Neal, kissing his cheek lovingly then held the book close. "I'll keep an eye out for anything that might help you," Esme told us as she sat back down with Arthur. I nodded and then smiled at her sweetly.

Still it didn't stop me from hating him. I returned back to the book and was surprised even more, Elizabeth described sex with Xander as making love but enjoys Damon thrusting better. This woman! I can't believe she is still the Elizabeth at the mansion or all this we're just lies to ridicule her person. Well... You don't full know a person until you read a book about her.