Edmund Pevensie X Reader 소설 & 이야기

Edmund went to sit on the chair by the bed with his arms crossed in front of his chest, "I want to be the first person she sees when she wakes up."

He wanted the forbidden, and it calmed his nerves and gave him much joy, which made it okay. He cut through and took it into his mouth, chewing with delight when he heard footsteps from across the room and soon after, Edward walked out from behind the shelf with a notebook in his hand and his face buried in it. “Did you know these lovers killed themselves because their parents wouldn’t let them have each other?” he asked with his head still stuck in the novel. Xavier grunted and rolled his eyes, already pierced by the very sight of him. For a moment he thought he was alone, but now turns out he wasn’t.

Holy God. The air in her lungs evaporated, and she froze. Her heartbeat stuttered. She didn't know why she was reacting this way. She'd just had a discussion with Joseph about this very thing. Peyton was certain Xavier loved her, as she did him. They hadn't said the actual phrase yet, however, and something about the formality of it was frightening. New. Real. Lasting. "May I have this dance?" Edward held out his hand, gaze darting between the two of them. "Looks like I came at a good time, too."

As he got closer to me I was reminded of Eddie telling me to stay away from him, but I knew that he had just been jealous of the most powerful Alpha in the school talking to me, his nobody Omega. "What are you doing out here this late anyway?" Xavier asked me with his soft smile, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Oh, I was um, I was in the library until it closed for the night. I usually go back to my dorm earlier than this but I started reading and lost track of time." I told him nervously, looking down at the ground so I didn't have to see the look on his face when he realized how much of a nerd I was. "You like to read? That's cool. What were you reading?" He asked, genuine curiosity writt

And for a long moment, she couldn't bring herself to say a word of how she felt. "Get into the car, Emily," Edmund said, jolting her out of her thoughts. Her eyes widened in surprise. "What? You're taking me home?" Edmund tilted his head to the side. "Well, that depends on where you call 'home'. It's going to be a long night and I might need someone to read me bedtime stories," He said and grinned at her. Emily was astounded. "But, back in the room, you said____" "Forget about what I said," Edmund cut in. He leaned forward, placed a firm hand on her waist, and ran it smoothly down her thighs, "Would you like to read some bedtime stories to me tonight, Emily?" A warm smile spread across his f

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 like the idea. What is that one thing that wanted to always try?” Edmund asked in a curious tone. Once Edmund showed interest, Emily’s anger was long gone. She looked at him excitedly and said, “Shower s*x. It’s more like my fantasy” “Fantasy? Don’t tell me you read it on your novel too” Edmund asked in disbelief. “Hehe” Emily laughed awkwardly. “Which author are you following again?” Edmund enquired with narrowed eyes.

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 joy. together. The enthusiasm in her body seems never to let go? "Xavia, tell me, what medicine did you put on me?" Edward hugged her slim waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, greedily smelling the scent of her hair. "What medicine?" Xavia was asked an inexplicable question by him, and turned to look at him suspicio

Hadn't they agreed to please the rich donor? "Wow, you guys already know each other apparently?" Hunter chuckled, breaking the tension. “He is the friend I told you, Uncle. The person who accompanied me to see Chamarel Falls.” Sky patted Edmund's shoulder. Hunter widened his eyes, pretending to be surprised and enthusiastic. “Oh? Is he the owner of the car?" "Yes! He's the one. Edmund Hills. The person I drew in my journal," Sky hugged Edmund tightly. At that moment, sadness peeled away from Edmund's eyes. At least, he still had a place in Sky's heart. No matter how small it was, he was determined to expand it. He would fill her heart with all his love. There must be no room left for Lucas.