Peter Pevensie X Reader Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 2 Isabella Swan sipped her coffee as she looked around the bustling cafe. It was filled with writers and creatives, each engrossed in their own world. Across from her sat Peter, her chatty editor, who was waving his arms excitedly as he discussed the upcoming publication of her novel on an online platform. "Isabella, this is going to be great!" Peter exclaimed, his excitement obvious. "Your readers will love the surprises in this new chapter. And the character development? Brilliant!"

Helen’s POV Martin walked over, placing a hand on Julianne's head. He muttered something, and my guts twisted. When she woke up, this was going to be horrible. She and Peter were so happy together. They were newlyweds. What would Peter do if he discovered that she was going to end up in love with another man? Would she ever go back to Peter? Would she ever want him properly again? Or were they doomed in some tragic relationship where their wolves were bonded, but her head and heart were turned elsewhere by magic?

Serenity flew up from her chair at lightning speed and launched herself in his arms. “I’m here, I’ve got you.” He soothed, stroking her hair softly before she let go and looked behind him with wide, expectant eyes. “Where are they, did you find them?” She frowned, when she saw no one behind him. “Hey man, how are you doing?” Peter ignored her question, holding out a hand for Xander to shake. “Good, all things considered.” Xander answered and frowned when he caught the grim look Peter sported.

His lips quivered but no sound came. “You want to beg?” I said softly. “Beg to him.” Caisen crouched low in front of Peter, tilting his head as though he were examining an insect. He reached out — casually, almost fondly — and brushed his knuckle along Peter’s jaw. “You reek of fear,” Caisen murmured. And then he smiled. A slow, vicious smile that even made me suppress a shiver. Without another word, he grabbed Peter by the hair and dragged him up so their faces were almost touching.

He still couldn't grasp what was happening to him. Peter lay on his bed and waited for his sister. As Amanda was taking so long, he restarted to read his comic book. She only came back after thirty minutes because she was experienced enough to know any man needed some time to rest after an orgasm. She took off her panties in front of her brother, and he saw her shaved pussy. The most beautiful twat he had ever seen, actually the only one he had seen in real life.

With that, Carla growled one more time before she bit into his flesh, making me gag at the sight. "Good, you can kill me. But are you sure it's me you are killing? Now I'll see who you'll sacrifice for your love. Will it be the witch, you, or our sweet victoria, who will you sacrifice to protect your love Alexander, who didn't even notice that he has fallen into my trap so easily." Patrick said before placing his hand on his wounds and like I did to Rosaline, all of his wounds were healed. But unlike how I became weak, he was far from weak, and from the way he stood immediately, it looks like, he had turned stronger than before as if he is feeding on someone's else energy, someone stronger.

As the pastor announced us as husband and wife, Xander's eyes searched mine, and for a moment, I saw something deeper than the usual smugness. He leaned in for a kiss, and despite the audience, it wasn't the chaste peck expected at weddings. His lips were firm and demanding, and I responded with my own passion. "Get a room." Peter whistled. Xander pulled away to glare at him. "We're about to get one, Peter," he murmured against my lips before pulling me into another scorching kiss. |||||

I slide my purse down my shoulder as I open the new text from Dex. DEX: Want me to come over for a while? My subconscious bites back at me, knowing my reply is everything but the truth. ME: No. I'm trying to focus on that project Mrs Walker gave us. "Is everything alright?" Peter asks beside me and I shut the screen. "Everything is. Where are we headed?" "You'll see. " He answers, drumming his fingers against the wheel as he drives down my street. ~ "Have you ever done this before?" Peter asks as he crouches before me to remove my shoes and I look around us at the other people moving across the ice. I drop my gaze to him again. "I haven't. "

“Can you help me with mine after?” Peter asked, “What is yours?” "A reading thing.” Peter nodded. “Sure.” Stephanie felt something tighten and become hot in her chest at the same time. It was risky. Not that Peter was doing anything wrong. More precisely, because he wasn’t. Time stretched. The children came and went into the room. Perry dozed off on the couch with a blanket tucked up to his chin. Tyler disappeared to read. Bryan lined his papers and went upstairs.

A groggy voice sounded and then the light was shut on, and then the door got shut quickly. “C’mon, I know you like it.” The groggy voice sounded again touching the shoulder of a boy sitting on a chair and stroking his dick. It was Peter, he was bisexual, no one hated him cause he hid that he actually liked men and since he liked ladies too, it was easy.