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Wanted ➢ Peter Pevensie [2] by distractedteen
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"Oh. Milady Ashton, are you going to the ball for King Peter." The young centaur shyly asked Ashton. Ashton crouched down next to her, meeting her eye level with a friendly smile, "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, little one." "You know... The ball thing... Mommy told me it was the King's opportunity to woo a lady of Narnia." She explains with her limited vocabulary and a small lisp. "A courting ball?" Ben asks the little one. "That's it!" She exclaims, "Are you going?" "I guess we will see, we haven't been back to the castle since the war," Ashton tells the five-year-old, sugarcoating her response to avoid disappointing the child. "Ohh." She nodded before leaning down to Ash to whisper in her ear, "My father told me stories from the war, of course not the stories with too much fighting, but he mentioned the greatness of the prophesied. You were always my favorite." She giggles. Ash didn't know what to say as the little centaur bounced away. She stood from the party, needing a minute outside. Edmund followed her after her, wanting to help his dear friend with the news. "Ash, I'm sure there's an explanation." "Yes, a simple one Ed. I left. Your brother owes me nothing. It is his choice. If he wants every spoiled, perfect, primitive, self-centered princess within a hundred miles lining up at his feet. That is his choice and does not concern me." Ashton admits, more negatively than she intended. "This is not going to end well." Ben comments, openly. ╣╠ Ashton returns to Cair Paravel and it is clear that in the two years she spent away, much has changed. ╣╠ Multiple POV ╣╠ Story intertwined with the golden ages after The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis. I only own Ashton, Benvolio, and any other characters not in the books or movies. ╣╠
The Princess Of Telmar- Prince Caspian by lassiefaith12
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"Born into royalty" The daughter of King Julian III. And sister to, Prince Caspian X. My name, is Princess Clara. My brother and I, are the rightful heirs. But Miraz, would do anything to be King. Including... kill his own family. In order to stay alive, we escape towards the unknown Narnian woods. Having no clue, of what destiny that was laid before us. My uncle Miraz is out for our blood, and the Narnians land. Soon we see the forbidden stories that we have heard as little children, come alive. The Kings and Queens of old return after 1300 years. And Aslan arrives from beyond the eastern sea. Maybe now we can reclaim our rightful throne? A.N The first time I read Prince Caspian, was after I had seen the movie. Probably not the best choice. But I still loved it! And it is STILL my favourite book (besides 'The Horse And His Boy' ;) ;) Although I loved C.S Lewis' OG, I have always wanted to read about: Caspian having a sister. I know many other people have done fan-fics of this same topic. But none of them have satisfied me. So, here is my interpretation :D C.S Lewis owns the prince Caspian story and all his characters except Clara and other characters I might add. ~Alaska x
A New Life  (#1 in Farm Lands) by lassiefaith12
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Lainey McCarty has always wanted to gallop across the prairie, ride broncs, cut cattle with her dad and brothers, compete in rodeos, and be a cowgirl. But with all her luck, she is born in the middle of the city. Jackie and Wyatt (The parents), were raised on farms. But not long after they got married, Wyatt got a well paid job. And that job, made them all move to the city. When some things go wrong, Wyatt resigns from his job. The kids were young, so they could learn everything they needed to. They all move to the country, over 50km away from the nearest town. In this book, you will read about Lainey, pursuing her dreams. Finding a cowgirl best friend, and winning at rodeos.