Newt Scamander Eddie Redmayne Novels & Stories

Her face was perfectly framed with piercing blue eyes. "Hey. My name is Edelyn." She introduces herself with a soft smile on her face. We greet her and i watch as Ian calms down considerably and stares at her star stuck, while Scar looks a teeny tiny bit jealous. We continue talking for a while. A slow song starts playing and Sam asks me if i would be willing to dance with him. I say yes and all of us make our way to the dance floor. Just as soon as his hands wrap around my waist, the lights go out and we hear a gunshot followed by a scream. My blood runs cold and the room turns dead silent for a moment before all hell runs loose. *************************************************************

Aiden paled considerably. "Good. Now tell her everything right here, right now. Tell her how you know everything and why" Aiden froze, beads of sweat appearing on his face. "Cat got your tongue, Edward?" I frowned, confused. Edward? Who the hell is Edward? "M-my real name is Edward Carson a-and- I work for Scorpion's eye organization" "W-what?!" "Go on. Tell her what you've been doing even before she decided to leave" Lee said.

Nova and I turn "Hello, Nova." Edward appears in front of us and takes a seat beside his wife. His eyes roam my face briefly and he looks away without acknowledging my presence and I smirk. Nova looks between both of us trying to decipher the brief interaction. "Dad, this is Leonardo. Leonardo, this is my father Edward Carter." Edwards eyes me again and looks away uninterested. "I know who he is." His eyes don't leave his phone "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Carter," I say with fake politeness

Eden replied with a full of pride and hubris. "All right, sorry. I was still surprised to see Yagur that night. But this proves that I am a human being from the future who is unlikely to be your partner, unless it is a dream," Megan said, who feared it would offend Eden which led to her almost being killed as Yagur did. Although Eden's loud confession as a werewolf made Megan almost hold her breath, because of her shock. "Do you think this is a dream? After our second meeting?"

I said, not taking my eyes off the screen. The movie was over, it was so good! "Did you see the guy that played Eddie Brock, oh my gosh Tom Hardy, you are one fine piece of specimen," I said with a smile from ear to ear! "What! He's not better looking than me," Damien said with an arrogant smirk. I turned to look up at him. He had one of his legs around me, and his arms around my waist, while I'm sitting with my back towards his chest. How did we even get into this position, I had no idea. I awkwardly cleared my throat, and tried to get up, but Damien wasn't letting go. He rested his head on my shoulder, "Can we stay like this forever," he asked while taking a whiff of my scent. I sat still

It was like we had stumbled upon some long-forgotten, abandoned castle - and who knew what secrets it held? As we approached, a large group of people, including both men and women, stood around the stairs leading up to what appeared to be a stone stage. Dane emerged and ascended the steps, followed by two men who escorted Catrina out. She had clearly been badly beaten, with bruises and blood staining her face. I stepped forward, but Kendra caught my arm and whispered, “Don’t,” keeping her eyes on the events ahead. How could she remain so composed while I was a bundle of nerves? My stomach was churning, and I felt like throwing up.

He doesn’t look at all like the man I’ve been envisioning this whole time, which is probably why it’s easy for me to stand here and not faint like I initially thought I would. “Amen,” Reynold says as he opens his eyes. They’re a striking blue, like his son’s, but they’re softer. Kinder. I feel sick to my stomach. For years, I’ve imagined a mean face. But this man…this man is dying. He’s not the monster I’ve been seeing this whole time. That’s the part that gets me. I set the fruit salad down on the table and this attracts someone’s attention. Edmund’s. His expression is unreadable as I meet his gaze, right before I step back.

Tony was a bit of your average wolf; five foot eleven, dark hair, shaved back and sides, slightly longer on top and left to do its own thing tonight, a lean build and toned muscles just like everyone else because of all the exercising we do. I tuned out, the chatter just a distant murmur until I heard the film starting up, bringing me back to the present. I did love a bit of Ryan Reynalds, but put Jason Mamoa in front of me and I do not think that I would have the ability to remember that anyone else existed.

I won’t apologize for enjoying it. Drake picks up a knife and begins sharpening it slowly, letting the sound build tension. Edward holds his breath, watching that blade like it might decide his fate all on its own. I walk over and take it from Drake’s hand, winking at him. “Drake, get me the hose. Ben, the wolfsbane.” They nod and move into action while I step toward Edward, smiling. Sweet and fake. “So, Eddy. Who were you working with?” He rolls his eyes.

" he asked. Carrie? Of course, he was talking about Carrie. "I'd be of chance on Saturday, can I see her then?" "uh... Sure." "okay. Bye," he said smiling. No doubt he was very handsome... But he is nowhere near Xavier. Xavier must only be a few inches taller than him. Was I comparing them now? Seriously? And he was going to see Daisy. Relax, they would just see each other. I turned back to Layla. "I saw your letter, Layla. but I don't understand what I should do in your workplace. But if it's something so important... I guess I'd have to do it."