روايات وقصص ضمن A Little Bit Dirty By Willow Winters

Just now, it striked me as kinda unfair given that the cameras would be around much more than David would be, but hey. As I climbed out of his truck without so much as a good-bye and slammed the door, I reminded myself again. I agreed to this. THIS IS THE END OF DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS BOOK SERIES 1. THE NEXT SERIES WILL BE UPDATED SOON KEEP CHECKING AND SUPPORT ME.

Maddox's POV Willow's heartwrenching sobs echoed through the dusty library. Her tears soaked Kayla's shoulders as she hugged the witch tight. Casper shuffled from foot to foot. Gage loitered behind the embracing women, his gaze shifted down. The sun had long since dipped behind the trees outside. The flickering orange glow of candlelight bounced off the walls, shimmering in Kayla's deep chestnut hair. Willow's wavy mane was thinner, duller, lacking the shine of Kayla's but the shade matched exactly.

Quill answered. Without replying to him, Howard was staring at the willow tree that was standing by the river as it was bending down to it. The tree looked so weak like it would break if the wind hit it when the truth is they never bend! Except for its sorrowful state, it's strong enough to defeat the wind.

Layla POV All the pups that Willow brought with her now have homes; it never ceases to amaze me how quickly children can adapt to new surroundings. Willow and Riley have marked each other. Willow is a beautiful she-wolf with a loving nature; Riley and Willow are perfect for each other. Darius and I are on our way to my territory; Anita has gone into labor, and Diana is there, but both Zach and Anita have asked if I could be with her in case Zach passes out as Drew did.

He's a sexy asshole, that's for sure. "Sorry for being late," Willow announces, entering the kitchen with a pant of breathlessness. Lennox and I turn our heads towards her. She's dressed in coffee-print pajamas and holds a binder under her arm. Upon seeing Lennox, Willow says, "Oh, you're both here—" Her cat slippers slide on the slippery hardwood, and she nearly falls flat on her face. Her binder drops to the floor. I sprint to catch my best friend, but she regains her balance with outstretched arms before I can reach her.

I say. Zael smirks at me. “You should have smelled the Middle Ages. That was a bad time for personal hygiene.” I bark laughter and sit on the edge of the bed while we wait for Glenn, Tully, and Alfred. Glendora may or may not show up, it all depends on her mood, and Marlon moved on with the other humans. Willow has gone quiet again. She’s leaning against the far wall with her arms crossed over her breasts, just staring at the witch. I can see the gears turning. She is definitely up to something.

But she had no idea that I didn’t want to reject her. The hot summer air in Louisiana was no joke, the entire wolf pack often finding itself in the river trying to cool off. Today was no different. But my mate, she didn’t stick around. Willow, what an unusual name. Soft and yielding but stronger than any other trees in our area.

Reese is up at 630 a.m. She wants to have plenty of time to eat and dress before Ali arrives to pick her up. She can’t believe how lucky she is to have landed a job at the Butterfly building working for Luca Myles. Luca Myles is not only good looking, but he is smart and well mannered, she thought. “And Hot!” she said out loud.

And all she says in response is, "yes. I want to stay with you and the kids for as long as possible." Then finally the peace is restored and we both drift off into a much needed slumber. The next day... Willow's POV Today is already such a weird day... I just recently woke up well-rested and without even hearing a single baby cry what-so-ever. I even had to pinch myself just to be sure I wasn't dreaming. Low and behold, it's true: I finally slept well!

I yawned and went back to my chair, resting my head against the table and closing my eyes. "Guys! Stop this, we have work and don't forget today's Friday. Hot billionaires would be coming today." Willow yelled as Olivia groaned beside me. "Don't you ever get tired?" She asked and I opened my eyes to see Mia nodding. "I don't. You all are weaklings." Willow answered, turning away from us to snatch her clothes for the night. It was a black tights with fishnets and a black fitted crop top and a pair of black platform heels. Aiden had said we should do dark make up.