Susan has convinced herself that Narnia and Aslan were only make believe. But can the visits of the spirits from her past get her to see the truth she has denied?

Something in her mind told her to stop listening to the carolers, to keep the doors and windows closed, to walk away and encase herself in silence again. But something else, buried much deeper inside her, a sense of longing for something she couldn't remember, told her to listen.

Away from the Cair, Edmund and Peter still find some Christmas cheer during campaign. Merry Christmas, Ariel of Narnia!

"…years later, when they were grown up, they were so used to quarrelling and making it up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently." How did Cor and Aravis go about the business of falling in love and ending up married to each other? Oneshot.

Challenge 5: Feast. No cooked food should ever be able to do what the item on the platter in the center of the table did...to the horror of the Pevensies and their Christmas guests.

Missing Scene from The Last Battle; Book-verse; Canon Started as an Aslan/Lucy oneshot, now a series of oneshots with all of the Friends of Narnia.

Challenge 4: Snow. Peter knows that Susan will kill him for letting Lucy wander away in the snow. Peter & Lucy sibling fic.

A Christmas tale of the girl who was left behind in the end, the one who didn t believe. Disclaimer: The Chronicles Of Narnia Series belongs to C.S. Lewis. He wrote the books, and I just expanded on his ideas.

A party, two excited sisters, and two proud brothers. All they want is for their Gentle Queen to come back.

Susan realizes that sometimes, things can be as wonderful as they once were.

Not-really-AU of the series. Susan dreams ineffectually of her fate and her country's. Inspired by Kassandra of Troy. [Website reads it as 30 words; it's in fact 1811]

Sometimes, a non-talking companion can be just as good as a talking one. {One-Shot, brotherly fic. Non-slash, obviously.}

"You are in France when the world shatters." Peter Pevensie reaches an epiphany after being shot down over France on Christmas Eve.

She knew it was a disaster from the beginning. Yet, it could never be said that King Peter the Magnificent and King Edmund the Just turned away the opportunity to venture into this uncharted territory. Sibling fluff and fun!

"Some time ago, when the world was a nicer place to live—though I won't say it didn't snow regularly or that the marshes didn't flood or that the Giants didn't come down now and again past the Shribble, looking for tender young wiggles to eat—there lived a wiggle named Foggybog." A tale they tell to flighty young wiggles on sunny days when the birds are singing.

After Narnia, the Pevensie siblings would never be the same. This is a series of ficlets based off of the times that their Narnian personalities were shown. These are the slip-ups of the strange ones.

Each of the Royal Siblings reflects on who they think is the favorite monarch of Narnia.

It's the first year of the Royal Siblings' reign, and King Edmund is bored by the very muddy and damp end of winter. Which is when he realizes that it's the end of March, and that the next day is April Fool's Day...

Just a short poem on the Royal Siblings, their fight against Winter, and what they do about it.

Susan clenched her hand around Lucy's arm as if to hold her in place, to keep her real and there, and alive. "I dreamt that you were dead. That everyone I'd ever met was dead, and–"

Humorous companion piece for "Born For This". What could have happened when Edmund tried to follow Peter and Lucy through the wardrobe.

Peter watches a strange encounter between Edmund and his friend once they returned from Narnia.

Susan and the birth of her new daughter. A post-Last Battle story.

"No. Absolutely not." "But, Peter!" "No." His tone was final. "You heard what Susan said...you're too young. It's bad enough Edmund almost getting himself killed and yes, me too. Teaching you swordplay is out of the question." As if Edmund Pevensie ever listens to anything Peter has to say. An escape, a sturdy pair of sticks and a sketchbook. What else do they need? No incest.

Swan White was the queen who ruled before the White Witch invaded Narnia. This is a simple story detailing the last days before the Winter told from the POV of a young fox.