Pony X Willow Novels & Stories

Xander I've had girlfriends before but they were never constantly on my mind like Hayley is. These last couple days, my house has felt more like a home than it ever has. Before it felt like party central, now it feels like home. I love having Hayley and her little mischief makers around. I had to get Charles to cover the fountain with a net to keep the animals out but that hasn’t stopped Sebastian from sitting by the fountain almost every waking moment trying to find a way to get to the fish or the pups from staring at the moving fish hypnotized. It’s hilarious to watch.

I demand, looking at him blankly and surprisingly enough, he does so and disappears into a portal of mist, likely heading to the kids and Gianna. I approach Willow, bending down beside her and looking in her looking in her tired, scared, bright green eyes. I try to keep it steady and calm her nerves by reaching to her hand and touch her, but she pulls away quickly and looks the other direction. “It had to be done,” I say, shaking my head at her demise. She shakes her head back and forth over and over, tears spills down her face, hands clinging to her neck as the venom flows painfully through her veins, her blood getting thin and muscles tightening in change.

the wolf chuckles lightly, “We’re the only two here. Now, can you answer my question? Who are you? I’ve been here for years and no one’s ever come to visit me before. So, tell me who you are?” “I’m Willow,” I mumble nervously, taken aback by her outright forwardness. “You’ll need to speak up, I can’t hear you,” she calls out, “-I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but there’s an enormous sheet of glass standing between us,” she mockingly points out, “-whispering is no good in here.” “My name's Willow,” I repeat much louder, hoping my voice reaches the animal on the other side. “You’re Willow? As in, the Willow? That’s impossible. You can’t be here,” she scoffs in disbelief, “-I’m supposed to brea

“Give that to Mommy and say happy birthday.” “Mama!” Adare calls out. “Ha’y bif’ay.’” Willow’s eyes flutteres open. “What?” she asks. “Happy birthday,” I say and smile at her. Adare holds his present out to her. “You,” he says proudly. “It’s my birthday?” Willow asks surprised, but still half asleep and battling to focus. “Yes. Twenty-three June, right?” She nods and ruffles her hair. “Thank you. I’ve never had a birthday before.”

Rumi also had a friend with her whose strength was on par with Rumi's and the friend was likely to join the fight if they had one so Willow might just have to get involved. This was her first time out of Harrison's cage after two years, she was not going to let anyone in the person of Rumi ruin it for her. “It's okay. Can we stop the fight now?" Willow asked. "And who is this thing to tell me what to do?” Rumi asked as she looked at Willow from head to toe with derision shining in her eyes. Willow raised her chin in the air, “You are going to be a Luna so I advise that you behave like one and stop disgracing yourself in public. I wonder how Marshall was so blind as to pick someone as uncouth

Willow was my other best friend more like a sister we did everything together when we could find the time. She had long, straight chocolate brown hair now. Big brown eyes, a heart shaped face she was beautiful. When I first met Willow she was 8, I found her outside in the forest while I was helping gather fire wood. She had tears streaming down her face. She just kept repeating “My mom, My mom.” I had tried my best to cam her down but nothing I did worked. Soon after one of the pack warriors had came over and told her that her mother was killed by Alpha Wade for stealing food from the pack house.

She pointed at Willow. Willow chuckled. "I'm Willow. I'm kinda useless in the whole beat the shit out of you department, but I bake and make gods jealous of my sweetness. I'm also kinda great at being at your back. After all the issues the last year, I upped my proficiency with guns and am now considered a marksman with my personal firearm. Don't let that fool you, because that skill degrades with other guns." She shrugged, passed the conversational ball to Ksenia.

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.

Evolet pov. Today is Willow's ceremony! The day she will become a Fire elemental. And that day I'll go to the Water Kingdom. "Evolet? Do you hear me?" I looked at Willow, who was shaking my shoulders. I must have been too focused on my thoughts that I hadn't seen or heard her.

I am the customer, not Ronan and not Xander. Xander cleared his throat awkwardly, “Olivia, meet Willow. Ronan’s mate and my Luna.” She shook her head, “Her? She can’t be, she’s a rogue.” I step up next to Xander, “I took a break from the ack, but make no mistake, I am his mate.” She laughs and addresses Xander again instead of me, “She’s feisty. I like her. It takes a strong and feisty woman to put up with you boys.”