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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.

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Together we're stronger-Peter Pevensie by El_Camino_K

Isabell never knew who her birth parents were, and she never asked. She was content with the couple who adopted her. But their time together was cut short. By the age of 14, she was left orphaned. Her mother was claimed by cancer when she was 7, and her father never returned from his last deployment with the army. As per her parents wills, she was sent to her grandfather's closest friend. She had never met the professor before, but he welcomed her with kindness and open arms. Over her 2 year stay with him, the professor eased her mind with stories of a magical land he called Narnia. He spoke fondly of the place, as if it were real. But Isabell never believe them to be more than simple stories. But she is proven wrong when her childhood friends arrive at the manor, and the youngest stumbles through a wardrobe in the spare room. Isabell soon finds out that the professor's stories were more than made up fantasies to help her sleep. And she in the Pevensies find more than they had hoped to in Narnia. Isabell learns more about herself and the blood that runs through her veins. Their lives will never be the same after entering the wardrobe. For once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.

Angel Of Narnia by LoveTheNerd

She is from Narnia, but will she ever be able to return. In Narnia, they call her an Angel because of the hope that she always bestowed upon the land. Will the long-awaited prophecy be fulfilled? Is there going to be love or heartbreak? All rights to Narnia and C.S. Lewis. I only own my character and idea. Book 1 of 3. (COMPLETED) Cover by: @RougeGalaxyWriter

Narnia's Shadow // Peter Pevensie by TrutherReal

She was a girl from inside the wardrobe. He was a boy from outside the wardrobe. ~~~~ "You're joking?" I scoff. "These are the Prophecy?" I pointed at the three children standing beside them. It was like an inside joke that wasn't even laughable. "Yes, sweetheart! You cannot deny the coincidence that is happening all around us." Mrs. Beaver explained. Her motherly tone brought me some reassurance. I nodded reluctantly, glancing at the three children standing awkwardly. "So much for a Prophecy." ~~~~ "Is Aslan really your father?" Lucy asked me. I smirked in amusement as she sat down beside me at the river. "Is that what everyone keeps telling you?" Lucy nodded innocently. It was adorable how her cheeks redden in embarrassment. "No," I answered, "he isn't my father by blood but I like to think of him as one." I turn to the flowing river, watching as the tiny fishes jump every now and then out of the water. "He raised me, saved me from dying. I never knew my parents. Don't know if they're looking for me or continuing on with their lives like nothing is missing." I shrugged hoping to fool anyone who thought otherwise. If I put my guard up maybe no one will notice. ~~~~ "A King is never a King without his Queen by his side." A voice said from behind me. I smiled at his attempt of trying to woe me. "Oh?" I didn't need to take a look to know that he was already next to me. His warmth radiated to me like a magnet. "So, why is everyone calling me 'King' when my Queen is out here?" Peter said. I whipped my head over at him, baffled at his confidence. He smirked making me swoon for him even more. Especially, the way the setting sun shinned against his dirty blande hair and his blue eyes glowed even brighter. ~~~~ The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe {P. Pevensie} {The Shadow Series} {Part of Across The Multiverse Series} {Book 1} All of the credit of the books belongs to C.W. Lewis and the movies belong to Disney. I only own Natasha Rebecca Barnes and her plot.

Best of Friends (Edmund Pevensie x Lily Hart) by LucyPevensie68

Lily has always been best friends with Edmund Pevensie who she also has a crush on. She knows that he'll never return these feelings, but when they're both whisked off to Narnia, will things change? This is an Edmund Pevensie x OC story. Warning! There are mentions of tourure, blood, and kidnapping. Nothing extremely graphic, just some cuts. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Narnia characters or their stories. I just own Lily and Jamila. Thanks!

𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑎, 𝖾𝖽𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗉. by _sun_of_a_beach_

❝𝑤𝑜𝑤, 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘! 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠.❞ 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚜: #4 in edmundpevensie 11/20/19 (go check out the sequel!) #1 in edmundxoc 2/13/20 Lark. Daughter of Narnia. Yes, you heard right. During the very creation of Narnia, when the White Witch had not yet begun her reign, Aslan himself crafted a girl from Narnia itself...for it had been foretold that when the Heart of Narnia united with two Sons of Adam or two Daughters of Eve, they would bring an end to the White Witch's reign. Aslan then sends the girl away, placing her in a magic wardrobe and leaves her to be raised in our world, with only three memories: Her name: Lark, The prophecy long foretold, And another thing: Dirt, Water, Fire, Air, Light. Five words that haunt her dreams. Her life was normal enough... That is, until she met the Pevensies. Also, special thanks to @winifredsmith, who inspired me to write this. (this story is being rewritten [i shudder at my 10-year-old writing already] and all the chapters that have already been edited will be marked with roman numerals.)

The Protector Of Narnia || Peter Pevensie ✓ by petitpapillon666

❝𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘥𝘢𝘮'𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘥𝘢𝘮'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘥𝘢𝘮'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰, 𝘏𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.❞ Not long after the prophecy of Narnia's Kings and Queens, another prophecy began to circulate, foretelling the arrival of a son of Adam who would aid them on their perilous journey. But when the moment came, the chosen one wasn't the heroic boy everyone expected. Instead, Aslan called upon a skinny, pale girl, haunted by a troubled past, to fulfill the ancient prophecy. Now, burdened by a destiny she never asked for, she must confront the darkness within and beyond, as Narnia's fate rests in her uncertain hands. Based on the movies: The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Prince Caspian. Credit to C.S. Lewis and Disney. I only own Natalia and everything else that doesn't appear in The Chronicles of Narnia. I don't own most of the pictures, gifs and videos, credit to their rightful owners. [started: june of 2019] [ended: january of 2021] [𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢]

The Witch's Daughter by edmundlswif3y

I was raised killing, torturing, fighting. My Mother, the White Witch, told me to never have mercy. Well I have never EVER broken that rule, until the prophecy started becoming true. Only then did my ice cold heart melt, when i met one of the rightful kings of Narnia. *Credits to the Movie* (Edmund Fanfiction)

Peter Pevencie × Oc by wandazdead

COMPLETED: Peter and Cora have known eachother all their lives, when it's called out to everyone in London that all children are to be evacuated a favour is called in to make sure she stays with the Pevencies. ••• Find out how bonds are made stronger, lives are saved and sacrifices are made. ••• A small sneak peak: "I promised to protect all of you" "And I made a promise to myself Peter so suck it up and give me back my swords" Peter couldn't say any further words before Cora took her two swords and started off towards the white witch with a vengeful look in her beutiful blue eyes. The Pevencie boy was quick to follow her bearing his sword and sheild in each hand soon to be at her side marching to end Jadis once and for all. Is someone left alone and in pieces and someone else brought to only a fragment of stone. ••• Read to join Cora and the Pevencies along their journey through the many lands of Narnia ••• {The characters except Cora, the storyline except a few parts belong to C.S Lewis} ••• Rated in: #593 in edmundpevencie -15/03/22 #93 in narniafanfiction - 21/03/22 #88 in narniafanfiction - 22/03/22 #62 in narniafanfiction - 29/03/22

Heart and Home~ Edmund Pevensie by the_metanoia

Fauns dancing around fires. Griffins soaring high. Unicorns galloping across wide fields and centaurs battling giants. These are things Amelia Cromwell sees every day. She doesn't know how they happen or why she sees them but every time she looks through a rain covered window or at a patterned wall, they're there. Does she feel crazy and odd about these sensational images? Absolutely. It feels like something is missing in her life, but what? Now that her father has gone off to war she has to stay at the beautifully empty mansion of Professor Kirke. When four siblings arrive at the mansion, Amelia's life is thrown upside down. With an irritable boy, an emotional little girl and two protective older siblings, life could not have suddenly become more complicated. Throw a mystical land and magical creatures into the mix, and the result is confusion, anger, hope and love. Edmund Pevensie seems ready to grind Amelia into a million pieces, but when she is his only comfort and last hope in a land where nothing is familiar, could love bloom in the depths of his shadowed heart? ****************** "Yes. I'm not ready to die yet. There's still so much I have to do..." "Like what?" He sighed, "I've always wanted to sign up for the army - to help us win the war so that other children don't have to be separated from their parents like we were. I need to see my dad again, make sure he's okay and not dead with a bullet in his chest. I have to... apologize to Peter for being a complete arsehole of a brother. I have to tell Susan that I'm really thankful for her making sure I'm okay, even when I was so rude to her. I have to tell Lucy that despite all the problems we had as brother and sister, I love her... I love all of them... more than they know..." Amelia heard a single sniffle as he tried to wipe away the tears at his eyes by rubbing his head against the fabric on his shoulder. "We'll get out of here, Ed, you'll be able to tell them all. I'll make sure of it."

The Call To The Old - An Edmund Pevensie fanfiction by daisyjoannah

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