Piggy Willow X Player Novels & Stories

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile. “I thought the rumors were exaggerated.” “What rumors.” “That you’re absurdly attractive.” Aretha makes a choking noise beside him. Alexander groans. “Oh no.” “Oh yes,” the girl replies brightly. She steps closer. “My name is Willow.” Of course it is. Fairy names are always dramatic. She tilts her head, examining Alexander like a rare animal. “Second year transfer.” “Great,” Alexander mutters. “I came from the Fay kingdom.” Now that gets Aretha’s attention.

Amid applause and cheers, the spotlight swept over the central table, landing on a pair seated together. Agnes called out, "Wow! Looks like we've caught a couple! Care to introduce yourselves?" Willow stood up and took the mic offered to her. "Hello, everyone. I'm Willow Spencer, a bioinformatics major." Agnes grinned, turning her attention to the guy beside her. "What about the handsome gentleman next to you? Won't you introduce yourself?" Hansel remained still, and his expression was blank. Willow smiled politely. "I'll introduce him instead. This is my boyfriend, Hansel Johnson. He's not a student here; he came specifically to keep me company."

"I'm not playing. Unless I can find some other guy to play with. Whatever game you come up with, I'll play referee." Ryker snorted. "Yeah, right. Like you would pick any winner with a penis." I shrugged. "That's a chance you'll just have to take." Willow lifted her hand, palm out. I slapped mine to it in a high five. "You might as well admit defeat now, hero," Willow said. Ryker shook his head. "Not on your life, cupcake. We'll rise to the occasion." I snickered. "That's what he said."

"Oh, really? So what you mean to say is your witch doesn't have her gifts, and is yet to fully master her magic, yes?" At length I nodded. Before she could say anything else I cut in, "Look, I know... Willow. Where she doesn't have gifts or stable powers, she makes up for it with determination and cunning. She's a fighter and for now, she's only facing a difficult situation. She just...she just needs a little help from us."

“What does Willow have on you? I can’t believe you haven’t dumped her yet. You’re not actually into her, are you?” Roy scoffed. “Get your head out of the clouds before you talk to me, will you?” “You guys just don’t get it. Even a pet will grow on you, and Willow is the ultimate pleaser. Roy can’t just turn his back on a faithful doormat.” “Oh, quit it!” Roy remarked with a smile. There was a bunch of noise, then it went quiet. Roy must have realized the call was still connected, so he hung up. The poker game was still going on when Willow arrived at the club. The guys at the poker table were the ones she had heard on the phone. No one seemed the least bit concerned, though. They were sure W

I needed to test her theory. "Winnie, let's go we're going all out tonight! I'm taking my mind of her." I said knocking on his door, he was out in seconds. "Woah! There's the man! Two drinking party in one day! Let's go..." We arrived at Players minutes before the twins. I already told them that we're going hunting. It was our bro code for not taking dates, and searching for new ones. "We should do this more often!" Percy was squinting from the burn on his throat, definitely enjoying Jack's new mix of poison alcohol. He slammed his shot glass with a big cheer, making all of us laughed then raised our glass and drink our shots.

“I see a new person entering your life. They are most likely to work in a sports-related field.” “He’s a tennis player!” For the next thirty minutes, the woman talked about what she saw in the cards, while Zack confirmed each of her predictions. Willow had zoned out and hadn’t realized the woman had finished with Zack and had begun drawing cards for her. “And how about you, miss? What do you want to know?” The lady inquired. Willow looked surprised. She could suddenly feel the heat from the flames of the candles on her skin. The scorching sensation formed sweat droplets above her upper lip.

She paused for a moment before adding, “Of course, we get the credit, you get the rewards.” Kayson shrugged. He did not really care about the rewards, though. The hair began to burn, and the smoke was fluttering toward a direction. “Let’s go!” Kayson had just finished speaking, yet he was already standing several feet away from Willow. Willow was shocked. “He’s fast!” She circulated her inner energy and followed after Kayson. She was a level-1 Admiralporium member and would become a laughingstock if she couldn’t catch up to Kayson.

We burst into cheers, and Steele winks at our section as he coasts past. He knows how to play the crowd. And off they go again. Back and forth. Back and forth. Willow returns with two beers, and I gulp one down. It doesn’t quite quench my thirst or hose down my nerves, but it helps. A little. She pulls her flask and takes a swig from the metal mouth, then chases it with the beer. I stare at her, but she just shrugs. “Liquid courage.” “To do what?” She winks. “Approach Knox, of course. Why do you think all the puck bunnies go to the bar and drape themselves across the players? Because they have all that excess energy…”

I wouldn't mind if it didn't, it would mean Dylan has more time to rest for tomorrow. The students left were mostly cheerleaders, Dylan's teammates and a few others. "Okay, I'm fucking bored. Let's play a game or something." Paula's minion drawled out dramatically. I think her name is Yvonne possibly. "Finally! Someone with a plan. What do you have in mind?" Another student from the back, siding her claim. I nearly snorted at them both. Not some lame Highschool game. Again. "Truth or dare." Paula chirped and I rolled my eyes. Of course. Predictable.