Pony X Willow Novels & Stories

He had notice something growing on its trunk, a smooth bump that was a size of a person’s face, worrying that it was a parasite he had tried to gently claw it off, but deep green liquid had ooze out, he had gotten scared, afraid of hurting the tree and decided to let it be, That night he had slept on the roots of the willow. Restless he couldn’t shake the feeling of violence inside of him, his beast growling and twitching, he wanted blood, he glanced back from where he stood pressing his face on the tree as if telling her he would come back, he ran. He needed to release such anger. ...

And, yes, Willow is back but a bit upset with me as she does not agree with the concept of us being a chosen mate to someone. Due to this she has not been interacting with me except the time when it comes to training and running. But, though it is running I doubt she would cooperate with me right now as it is the ritual of our Luna ceremony. “Do you think Willow will cooperate? She has been against me now whenever it’s something related to you.”

Zoey asked. "I was just worried that I'd interrupt your writing. Also, they're not guests. This is Sherry, and that's Cecilia," Willow introduced. Zoey was stunned for a moment and asked, "Willow, is she your birth mother?" "Oh, she's not. She's Caspian's birth mother." Willow shook her head. At that moment, Willow felt slightly unsettled as she had not found her birth mother yet. Zoey was very surprised and hurried over to greet Sherry and Cecilia.

"But I convinced her to find solace in one location and have her followers come to her instead." "And where is that?" Jayce asked him. "It was the home of a Werewolf King." Xander met Jayce's gaze. Willow felt a rush of wind graze her cheeks and tussle her hair, yet the others seemed unphased. Her vision blurred for a moment before everything went dark. She didn't panic. She was aware of what this was. A vision. Even though it had been some time for one to come to her without being provoked, it seemed to manifest while Xander spoke. Though his voice warped and grew distant, it carried through her conscious while her mind spiraled through images of a dark and dead forest surrounded by marshla

Suddenly, he noticed the details that he had overlooked and told Willow, “Did you notice? Mr. Yarde can keep up with our speed…” “Huh?” Willow’s eyes bulged, and she exclaimed, “You’re right! Could he be a genius fighter as well? Is he a late-stage energy fighter too?” “Most likely, and I think he might be even stronger than that!” Willow did not believe it, so she chuckled. “Please don’t make me laugh, Cap. He needs to be a master-level fighter to be stronger than us. That’s something even I can’t achieve yet!” After Campian heard what Willow said, he let out a chuckle. He felt that Willow was right. He was just imagining things.

But then, another challenge arises. Willow is flattered by Jim's attention, but she doesn't want to betray her husband or damage her friendship with Jim. She's not sure how to handle the situation, and she doesn't want to hurt anyone. When Willow talks to Jim, she explains that while she appreciates his friendship, she's not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship. She tells him that she wants to continue helping him get back on his feet, but she doesn't want to lead him on. Jim is disappointed but understanding. He's grateful for her honesty, and he promises to respect her boundaries.

Chapter 12. *.*. Willow started riding on the lonely lane that led to Crowville's Spring. She got amazed when she noticed that there was no settlement there as the place was filled with shrubs and trees. When she had ridden for close to an hour, she heard the sound of the spring as it was flowing. She continued riding until she saw the spring. She stopped the bicycle and packed it close to a fallen tree as she could no longer ride her bicycle on the path she saw, as it was filled with pebbles and little rocks.

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.

Suddenly, he noticed the details that he had overlooked and told Willow, “Did you notice? Mr. Yarde can keep up with our speed…” “Huh?” Willow’s eyes bulged, and she exclaimed, “You’re right! Could he be a genius fighter as well? Is he a late-stage energy fighter too?” “Most likely, and I think he might be even stronger than that!” Willow did not believe it, so she chuckled. “Please don’t make me laugh, Cap. He needs to be a master-level fighter to be stronger than us. That’s something even I can’t achieve yet!” After Campian heard what Willow said, he let out a chuckle. He felt that Willow was right. He was just imagining things.

"Huh?" "I said come here." He bounced towards the bed, scoffing. "Don't tell me you need to cum right now?" I rolled my eyes. "You are so naughty. Turn around." He did, laughing, and I went on my knees behind him and helped put his hair in a tight ponytail, caging all the strands. "Good, now you look better." I pulled back, and he turned to me, smirking. It took everything in me not to pounce on him and slurp him clean. Why was he this hot?