Peter Pettigrew Novels & Stories

"The note read, Dear whoever is reading this, you urgently need to get ahold of the police when you find this note, my name is Freya Edwards I'm being held captive by a man called Anthony Richards. He's allowed me to go shopping with him so this was my only chance to ask someone for help, he's keeping us not far from this shop in a huge house, I can't write much as he'll find out but please again give this to the proper people" Jacob finishes reading the letter which makes tears form in Blake's eyes just to hear the words that Freya wrote, but Jacob wasn't finished "we checked the security footage and found this" he says turning a tv on to show an aisle in a shop.

Burns, who had finished eating most of Smith’s eggs says pulling out a piece of paper from under his laptop and handing it to me, I knew almost every single person on that list. “Our biggest plan is to hit the Penthouse Suite, a man known as Peter Erickson, do you know him?” Turner asked turning the page where the man I knew beyond well looked back at me, allowing a lump to form in my throat. Could I do this to Peter?

Severus could not provoke Tim, but surely he could deal with the Master of Golden Liberty, right? He finally understood Peter had crossed Henry, the Master of Golden Liberty. Severus had wondered how a young grandmaster would appear out of nowhere. However, knowing it was the Master of Golden Liberty made perfect sense.

Peter took his seat behind his desk while Owen took a seat opposite Peter. "That must have been a wild night, Owen. Tell me all that has happened." Peter requested. "I will do that, Mr. Quinton; but before I share last night's events with you, I need to know something; and you are the only person that can answer my question." Owen replied calmly. "That sounds serious, Owen. What is your question?" Peter asked. "Mr. Quinton, is Jim Yates and the underground mafia working for you?" Owen asked directly. In Owen's mind, he knew Peter would want him to be direct when asking Peter questions. Therefore, Owen did not hesitate to ask about Jim to Peter, point blank directly.

There was no denying his strong presence, distinct from Maria's—more akin to that of a tough mafia boss who was difficult to get along with and quick to resort to violence at the slightest provocation. Compared to Harry's refined appearance, my athlete-like build, Peter leaned towards a rugged type who clearly enjoyed fitness. His physique was just right, not overly muscular. He had a neatly trimmed beard, and he wore a white shirt and suit pants. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing tattoos on his arms, adding to his overall rugged charm. "Neil, come back with me, come home," Peter Black called out to Neil across the distance, even though from our seated positions he couldn't directly see

The girl under him caught his attention. Peter gave the back of her head a look as he pounded even harder from the back, earning loud cries from her. She was a girl who had yesterday come for an interview for the post of his secretary as an intern. Her college held campus internship program and Peter Dursley's company was one of the companies that's hiring interns. This girl happened to have an opportunity to be interviewed by the owner of the organization itself.

Then when she agrees I will kill her in front of her brother. “ Here he is sir” the door flung open and the boney boy wearing dirty ragged looking clothes stepped into the room with his head down. His red hair is a mess and you can smell his rotting clothes and bad breath miles away. “ Hmmm, I have a very important role for you.” I grinned sitting on the desk “ what is that?” He mumbled coughing up whatever gross disease he’s managed to catch in the cellar

This is really awkward yet feels romantic! **** Stephanie c, if you're reading this, sorry girl. Actually, I don't check comments in the middle of my book's chapter and you know we don't even get notifications. But when I read your comment on my book innocence part 01, I realised that you should know now. That the character's full name was Christian Daud. They weren't different. I know this is just too late. But I had no other way. Sorry :')

Breeger bowed and Peter followed suit. Benedict looked at Peter expectantly. “Who is this?” he asked Breeger while studying Peter. “This is the boy charged as a traitor your Majesty,” Breeger replied. Benedict nodded. “You are Peter?” Peter nodded. “Yes your majesty.” “What say you before I cut off your head?” Benedict asked bluntly. Peter trembled and looked up at Benedict in terror. Breeger ignored the comment. “If it pleases your majesty I would prefer we continue this audience behind closed doors.”

he said as he searched her eyes for understanding. Gemma seemed to be a gifted child. She could read and write at a younger age and understood situation when children her age didn’t. Of course this might be because the family lived and were part of The Red Moon Pack. A pack of werewolves. The Beginning of The End — When It Started When Peter was eighteen and at university down in London UK, he meet and became friends with Jon Snider, Liam Henderson and at that time, Carrie James. For three years the friends became close and studied together in the same engineering building until Peter meet and fell in love with Lily James.