Rwby Willow Novels & Stories

Willow grinned and agreed. "Then, I want Lee and Livia to be my Beta couple. They should be the betas of the Moonstone pack" Willow decreed. Fuck.

He entered the harbinger’s blind spot and launched forward one last time, spinning with his spear in front of him. “Paladin’s Drill!”, he said, as the pierced the harbinger from behind. The spear spun around with great speed, tearing the harbinger in half. Willow stood and absorbed the harbinger, feeling his paladin form get stronger. He disappeared in a white flash and landed back on the ship. Míriel was back from her mission in Cuba, and so were Azea and Quinn. “That was fast.” Míriel said, looking at the screen. “You killed most of them in one hit.” Willow restricted his wings and turned back to normal. “It was nothing.”, he said and sat down still listening for the voice. It was silent.

Willow hugged Japh. "Thank you so much!" "I'll be grateful if you take a bath" Japh grinned. "Then get out" Willow rolled her eyes. "I really don't get Jordan" Iris was cutting some carrots in the kitchen while Willow punched her phone. "I really don't care anymore" Willow took a picture of her friend. "Why?" Why would she care? Rowan is a great guy but it's Jordan that she wants. She won't deny the fact that she was scared of the possibility that Rowan could be her mate.

"Is it that boy?" Willow was tense as she turned around. "It's Mia Thompson." . . . ________________

I take a step forward and prepare to do whatever I need to save Tru. “Halt,” Willow says in a soothing voice, “I will not harm her.” Looking at the hydra she created, she says, “Back away,” in a tone, a mother would use to scold her children. Many of them huff but back away from Tru. I find myself relax a little when I get a clear view of Willow’s vines gently holding Tru. Tru almost appears to be more comfortable now that she has room to stretch. “You are very protective of her. What’s her name?”

She really knows how to solve issues among people and creatures. Willow found her mate, Prince Blaine from the Angels Realm. She is a living angel until she passes. So is her mate. They live near us and have started a horticulture business. They have six children, two sets of triplets, ages four and two. Elliot and I try to go help her out with the children every chance we get. My dad loves being there, because the kids worship the ground he walks on. He spends as much time as he can teaching the kids about nature while Willow teaches them how to attract butterflies and hummingbirds to the garden. As Elliot and I continue sitting on our deck, I can’t help but feel nothing but content. Elliot

The glass shattered, minor sparks flew up before it died completely. "Oops." Amanda sneered before walking past her toward the courtyard. Willow watched after her, her hair swaying like a delicate curtain against her black sweater. She felt a sharpness in her chest that she didn't recognize before as she watched the girl that continuously tormented her. Die. The thought scared Willow so much that she felt the sting of tears threatening to expose themselves. She picked up her broken phone and walked out to the courtyard. In her surprise, she found Amanda talking to Roy and another sharp pain triggered her. Amanda was playing with her hair flirtatiously while Roy was holding his backpack to hi

she said, hugging me so hard that I couldn't breathe. Willow was the daughter of Mira, my nanny, and Egon, the Head Warrior. They are both water elementals who chose to come to the Earth Kingdom when the war started. They were the only of their kind in our whole Kingdom. But I know that many others are living in the Air Kingdom. So her mother being my nanny means we grew up together. Willow is like my sister. My little sister. Ok, maybe not that little. She is 18. When she turned 16, she decided to be a warrior like her father. So she trained here for a year, and then she went to the Air Kingdom for more intensive training.

Willow starts to walk down the stairs wearing a black mini dress, red high heels, red dangly earrings and a denim jacket. Her long light brown hair curled and free flowing. She was always a natural beauty and it pained me to see her dressed in such a sexy way. I had known Willow since I met Jeremy at secondary school. She was always a bit of a book worm, but she was starting to come out of her shell a bit. She was the Princess of the Pack and had watchful eyes on her wherever she went. I have a feeling security was not informed of tonight’s outing and the girls were hoping to sneak out without being caught. “Hi Brett.” Willow beamed as she looked up meeting my gaze. “You both watching the fo

And then I saw her. Willow stood near the entrance, her dark red dress hugging her figure perfectly, and her hair falling in loose waves over her shoulders. She was talking, laughing, genuine laughter with her assistant, Ruby standing far too close to her. They socialized for a bit before they decided to go to the bar while Ruby's partner moved in the crowd to talk to some strange man we didn't know who he was. Suddenly, a tall figure approached her. Benjamin. I snarled.