Leaning Willow Novels & Stories

"I understand that you are getting older." Willow pulls the remnants of her gloves off her wrists and shirt over her head. She drops the tattered rag at my feet before strutting into the bathroom. The little minx knows precisely what she is doing, and I know that she is eventually going to win. But that doesn't mean that I have to make it easy on her. As I stare dumbly in the direction of the bathroom, her black leather pants come flying out the door, along with a pair of pink lace panties. Biting on my fist to suppress a groan, I begin to strip off my clothes and run into the bathroom.

The condensation filled the walled space with moisture and hints of the vanilla bodywash that I had used to brush the dried cerise stains from her arms ahead of stroking more desirable areas when I cleansed them later. The aroma of Willow’s arousal permeated the air, growing in intensity to a near fever pitch as my calloused hands sailed over her sensitive skin. It was an uphill battle to resist Willow’s enticing figure for long as I moved to run the soapy sponge over her rounded hips, paying particular attention to her voluptuous ass and ample breasts as I made sure to thoroughly caress every tempting inch of her body before urging her backwards under the flow of the water to rinse off the

My breath catches as I take in the sight in front of me. The entire garden has been destroyed and Willow appears to be dead. It’s like someone has stomped around the garden with metal spiked boots then torched the place.The large Willow tree is black and the bark is splitting off. The usual humm of magic is gone and everything is far too still. I sprint to the base of her trunk and fall to my knees, sinking my hands into the ground beneath her branches, searching for any signs of life. Tearing my hands through the dirt I find nothing, sobs wrack my body and I wrap my arms around myself.

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu

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.

Tomorrow, he planned to take Noah and Lewis with him to retrieve all the belongings he had left at Shayne's place. … Willow had an amazing time playing outside. By the time she got home, she was completely out of breath. As soon as she walked into the living room, she rushed over and hugged me tightly. "Mommy, I think this is the longest we've been apart except when I'm at school," she uttered sweetly. Willow pressed her face against my stomach, rubbing it back and forth. "I missed you so much, Mommy!" I placed my arm on Willow's back, stroking it softly. She was like a little kitten, curled up in a tiny ball.

I warned her and left the room in a hurry before she came up with a response. The moment I sat at my desk. I linked Willow again. I wanted to see her, and so did Jet. I met a wall indicating she wasn't with us. Had she run away? I linked Leeana immediately to assess the situation. "Leeana, where is Willow?" I linked Leeana. "Alpha," She responded, and I was glad I got a response. "We went to pick herbs in the woods this morning after breakfast; she didn't find what she needed, so she sent me back to her office and said she would pick the herbs at the border. She hasn't returned since." She said, and I stood up immediately.

Willow thought. Waking up from the soft white carpet, Willow walked to the kitchen sink and poured a generous amount of dish washing liquid on her finger. She lathered her hand and started to tug at the ring desperately. The harder she pulled ,the tighter it became.The pain started to become unbearable and after a few minutes of struggling,she finally gave up and rinsed her hand. Another idea popped up into her head and she ran to her room. Packing a small bag of clothes and necessaties,she swung the bag over her shoulder and left, slamming the door behind her.

Like Alice had said that day, the last thing they talked about before she went back in time was a heated argument over something silly she couldn’t even remember. Getting out of the car, Willow pulled her hair into a bun and looked around the vast forest land. Tall trees shadowed the dusty path leading to a wooden cabin. The scent of wild and unknown flowers hung heavy in the air. The atmosphere inside the property had a certain chill that the city’s breeze didn’t. It made her shiver, forcing her to pull her jacket close to herself and rub her hands for some warmth.