Our little adventure
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"Do you trust me?" He asked suddenly serious , his face plain and his eyes boring holes into my skull it felt as he gazed upon me.
"Of course" I replied suddenly a bit frightend.
He turned the nob of the door to the right and opened the door revealing an empty room with only one peculiar looking wardrobe.
"Are you trying to copy Narnia or something?" i asked with a fake laugh suddenly scared of what he is too show me.
"Something like that" He said scratching the back of his neck looking rather nervous.
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---- "How can we be ready if we've never ruled before? This will be so hard to do." Susan worried. "Hey, we'll be okay. The five of us will lead Narnia into peace and prosperity." I set my hand onto Susan's shoulder. "What does that word mean?" Lucy asked us making both Susan and I giggle. We forgot how young she really was. "It means wealth and goodness." Susan explained to her. "Then that is a true statement. We'll be the best rulers Narnia will ever have. After Aslan of course." Lucy made both Susan and I giggle. "What's all this laughing?" Edmund and Peter walked unto the room with smiles of their own. "Oh nothing. We were just saying how amazing Narnia is." Susan smiled at the two. "Well, Aslan said we better hurry. It's almost time to start the coronation ceremony." Peter smiled at us. We all started to giggle and help each other with finishing details. I hurried to out on my gold cloak to match my green dress. Peter and I matched perfectly with each other. Lucy and Susan hurried to put on their flats and Edmund was messing with his hair in the mirror. I sighed, helping my younger brother with his dark hair. He smiled thankfully at me. Peter gave me a worried glance when he began getting confused with the emblem holding his cloak on his shoulders. I chuckled before helping my twin. "You are all a mess." I sighed. "Yes, but you always know how to clean us up." Peter smirked at me. -------Concluída
Beyond the dreamgate || King Caspain
Shifting, who hasn't tried it? Lilith felt an empty feeling roaming her body. A feeling of isolation, being unwanted. Her family was the source of that feeling. She felt alone and hurt by everyone around her. What would happen when she shifts to Narnia? Will that fill in the hole in her life? "I am sorry for asking, but is this all real?" I asked the great Lion in front of me. "Or is it all just happening inside my head?" "Of course it is all happening inside your head, dear." Aslan replied to me. "But that doesn't mean it is not real." In a different universe, where even scientist cannot explain it. A universe that has not been discovered by anyone, except by C. S. Lewis. _______ All rights go to C. S. Lewis, except Lilith and some part of the plot.Concluída
Fading - Suspian story.
But I feel in my heart I am failing to believe in Narnia. Failing to believe in Him. I can't find him here, in our world. I feel it. I am fading.Concluída
Untouched ✔
"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14Concluída
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Prodigy & Prophecies ➢ Peter Pevensie [1]
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The Island Princess (Edmund Pevensie x Reader)
EDMUND X READER "Edmund, I... I like you" I confessed. Fiddling with my fingers. My eyes were looking at everything. Anything. Anything but him. "I just wanted to know how... how you feel... what you feel about... me. Us." It was silent for a few moments. I finally looked at him to find out why he was so quiet. The moment my eyes landed on his face, I was able to see his expression. He had the biggest smile and his cheeks were red. Like red red. "Y/N," He said my name. That alone made me feel butterflies. He chuckled, "You really are clueless." Edmund stood up and took my hands. He stood me up gently. We were now standing in front of each other with the sunset behind us, hitting the right features. Our eyes were fixated on each other. "This whole time," he said, "did you not even have one passing thought that I maybe have liked you too?" I blushed. Redder than cherries. "I never got to think about it" I answered. "Why?" "Because," he said as he cupped my chin gently, "I like you too." You, move into a new town in England and meet the four Pevensies. You accidentally enter an enchanting new world you've never been to. ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO DISNEY. I DONT KNOW HOW THIS WORKS BUT THE CHARACTERS AND NARNIA BELONG TO DISNEY. THE STORY BELONG TO ME.Concluída
Kind and Brave // Tales of the Traveling Queen Book 1
"Is it Greek?" he asks. Susan shakes her head. "It's Latin," I answer correctly for him. "Is it Latin for 'worst game ever invented'?" Edmund complains. I turn and shoot him a dirty glare. Susan shuts the dictionary with a loud snap and also glares at her brother. He sits up and holds his hands level his his head in innocence. Does he really have to be so rude? Lucy turns from the window to look at the four of us. "What about a game of hide and seek?" she wonders. Peter sighs, draping himself over the couch. "But we're already having so much fun." He draws out the word, making me laugh. "Come on, Peter, please!" she begs, getting up from her spot by the window. She goes to him, batting her eyelashes. I can tell Peter's trying to keep a straight face, but he's having a hard time doing it. "Pretty please?" He can't hold it back anymore and a grin brakes out on his cheeks. "One, two, three, four...." he starts counting. Lucy squeals and dashes from the room. Edmund groans and gets up, reluctantly deciding to play. Susan and I share a look and hop up from our places on the couches, racing each out the door and into the hall. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Narnia Characters, only Tuesday Prince, Alexa Rose Prince, and any other characters I add along the way. The script may not be the same. Cover made using CanvaConcluída
To Learn
I've given up; that has been my mindset for decades. I did an spectacular job at destroying my life, so why hope or believe is some prophesy? That didn't mean I wouldn't help him, it was just an act of empathy, nothing else... Why... Aslan, meeting him was no coincidence was it? Maybe he never actually forgot about me to begin with. A/N: THIS STORY IS ALSO AVAILABLE ON FANFICTION.NETConcluída
The Gaunt Reaper
"Ominis do you trust me...?" you asked as you looked into his pale eyes, although he could not see you, he could hear the shakiness in your voice. What you were about to do was dangerous, and he knew the consequences, but the thought of being able to be normal thrived him more than fear.
---- "How can we be ready if we've never ruled before? This will be so hard to do." Susan worried. "Hey, we'll be okay. The five of us will lead Narnia into peace and prosperity." I set my hand onto Susan's shoulder. "What does that word mean?" Lucy asked us making both Susan and I giggle. We forgot how young she really was. "It means wealth and goodness." Susan explained to her. "Then that is a true statement. We'll be the best rulers Narnia will ever have. After Aslan of course." Lucy made both Susan and I giggle. "What's all this laughing?" Edmund and Peter walked unto the room with smiles of their own. "Oh nothing. We were just saying how amazing Narnia is." Susan smiled at the two. "Well, Aslan said we better hurry. It's almost time to start the coronation ceremony." Peter smiled at us. We all started to giggle and help each other with finishing details. I hurried to out on my gold cloak to match my green dress. Peter and I matched perfectly with each other. Lucy and Susan hurried to put on their flats and Edmund was messing with his hair in the mirror. I sighed, helping my younger brother with his dark hair. He smiled thankfully at me. Peter gave me a worried glance when he began getting confused with the emblem holding his cloak on his shoulders. I chuckled before helping my twin. "You are all a mess." I sighed. "Yes, but you always know how to clean us up." Peter smirked at me. -------
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