Piggy Willow X Player Novels & Stories

But after you turned 4 you started playing with me more, you used to wait for me if we were ever late for Saturday get together. I don’t know if you remember Bea, but when you were around 7 and I was ten, we had a new family move in to WillowRidge. They were quite rich and had a son too. He might have been around 11 then. From his very first visit to the community hall, he used to follow you around, wanted to play with you and always called you by a name ‘ Beasty’ You always came and sat next to me, that used to make me proud in front of him. One Saturday evening my parents got into a fight and canceled the community hall visit. I ran alone from home to the community hall to see you and saw

he ordered. Willow, once proud and aloof, now lay disgraced on the floor, crushed by dual Alpha aura. She trembled violently, a choked sob escaping her throat. Trying to hold her head high and preserve her dignity, her pupils shrank with humiliation and fear. But Paisley showed no mercy, kicking the back of her knee. With a thud, she was forced to her knees. Paisley loomed over her, grinding her boot into the ground. "Hear that? You're about to be punished."

Willow remarked triumphantly, "Have you decided on how much you're going to pay me to keep quiet? How about this—have a few of your company's artists do a free promo for Joywell's new product." "For free? Why don't you just rob me? Do you know this is extortion?" At that moment, the doorbell rang. Willow didn't bother arguing with Penny any longer and went to the door to get the groceries. "What did you buy?" Penny had a surprised look on her face. "You're going to cook? Do you even know how?" "I could always watch a video on how to cook." "Hold on." Crossing her arms, Penny gave Willow a meaningful look. "Willow Jett, there's something up with you."

*OUTSKIRT OF CROWVILLE* Was written on it. "Well, they should have just written it down." Hazel rolled her eyes. "That is the fun of it. Well, I am not missing out on anything that has to do with Halloween season!" Piper was excited as she took the pin from Willow's palm and pricked her pinky fingers which she used in scrubbing her ticket too. That same venue showed as her face beamed. "Hey! Come on! Look at Willow, she did it. What are you so afraid of?" Billy asked while staring at her from the mirror.

He questioned them. "Not unless it's locked away." Willow told him. "Please..." She took a step forward and Jayce mimicked by stepping in front of Lily. "Allow me to look? If I'm wrong, then we'll leave. We'll never trouble you again, but let me clear the air." "Let her see, Jayce." Dante pleaded. "Willow is an excellent Witch, probably the most powerful Witch to exist." Willow looked back at him. "It's true, and I've been alive for ages."

The shards flew everywhere, one slicing into my exposed calf. "I've already paid you back. If you keep humiliating me, it'll be crossing a line." "Am I crossing a line?" I turned to Colton. Colton quickly shook his head. "How could it be? If it weren't for you helping him back then, he'd probably be begging under some bridge." I turned my gaze back to Zach. "Did you hear that? You owe me more than just money. You owe me your life." Lifting my injured leg, I showed him the blood trickling down in a thin line.

she asked. “There’s more,” I said quickly. “Alice is going to be in a school play. Lily was there when the invitation came. She convinced Ace to let her do it.” Willow turned sharply. “A play?” “Yes. And Lily plans to attend.” That did it. Willow’s composure cracked—not dramatically, but enough for me to see the fury beneath. Her jaw set. Her hands curled slightly at her sides. “She’s embedding herself,” Willow said. “Public appearances. School events. Next it will be parent-teacher meetings and photographs.”

“We have been playing it since you left. So far, I have gotten the best score. Willow can't play.” “Yeah, the same way you can't play my dress-up games better than me.” Willow folded her arms, glaring at him. “Of course, I'm good with those games.” “Because it's very girlie.” River made a face at that, earning him a smack from a furious Willow. “It's not too girlie! The game is for ladies.” “And you are a lady?” River chuckled. “You are still a baby, Willow. You are five.” “Almost six!” Willow argued, folding her arms.

He looked at me surprised, “I just told you that I am not forcing you to pledge your loyalty to me.” “And that is why I am pledging my loyalty. I am not a fan of someone trying to force my hand. Now that it is an option and not a demand, I am willing,” I smirk, “I, Willow Michelsen do hereby pledge my life and my loyalty to Alpha Ronan Wilkes and to the Blood River Pack.”

Not even my friends. I didn't expect them to though. Or do I? My gaze flickers to Ray's and he turns away just as my eyes meet his as if picking me would be a bad choice that would lead to a total disaster. I hissed. “If you don't have a partner, raise your hand.” He orders. The old man claps. “Okay, Blackwood, you go with Darksong, you, go with the girl to your left, Nana, go with him, Rutledge, go with Morano, you, go with —”