Rwby Willow Novels & Stories

" I cried , Struggling to swim . Amelia shifted back into her normal form , and came close to where I was struggling for my life . She stood over me triumphantly , with a wide grin on her face . Surprisingly , she didn't get swept away by the blizzard . Standing beside her was the silver haired wolf from the party . Simon's alleged mate; Morgana.

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Now that the band is no longer reliable, now that Willow seems to be doing fine academically, I just need to find another stable access to her. My stable access is currently up on stage, stirring a pot of chilly like her life depends on it. Her forehead is covered in sweat but for the most part, she looks composed. It’s surely a contrast to how she had looked, after I had kissed her in that dark alley. I’m sure she’d spent the whole night thinking about it. Thinking about me. I haven’t reached out to her since then. Or showed up in front of her. Girls like Violet love chaos. They like to have guys stress them the fuck out. And that’s exactly what I’m trying to give her— to secure my much nee

❤️❤️❤️ Death and the Rise of the evil Greatest Witch of Old (Part 1) ❤️❤️❤️ Aurora was immediately at Willow side with Oracle and Lucia. She was just in time to stop Willow from hitting his head as he fainted. She yanked the blade which was buried inside Willow out and threw it somewhere. She didn't want Willow to start healing with the blade still in him, she waited to see if the wounds inflicted on him would start healing, but none of that happened.

Kairav nodded. "I'm choosing to put my faith in you," he said. "I know you will—" Willow cut him off. "Do you hear that?" she said looking towards the trees. The members that were coming back were now inside the building. "Hear what?" Willow stepped out and looked at the trees that were slightly ruffling. Within a second she saw a vampire running towards her, fast enough to not easily be seen, and fast enough to not give her the time to react. And in the next second, Wes was in front of her holding the vampire by his throat before snapping his neck. The vampire fell to the ground with a thud.

“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.”

"Never." Willow is married to Caspian Ivanov, the Pakhan's son and campus god. No one would ever get tired of hearing about the trips he takes her on. She's also the heir to all things Raventhorn. Literally. Her great-great-great-times-a-hundred grandfather was Raventhorn himself. The way people talked about her when we started college was like the excitement in the wizarding world when Harry Potter went to Hogwarts. "You sure you're okay? I know you must be on edge with Alessio coming back," Eilish states, tilting her head. Her electric-blue bob makes her look like a character from an anime.

His smoldering gold and red eyes stood out against his sun kissed skin. "Dante Iscariot." Jax said, another shadow followed shortly behind Dante, "And who did you bring along?" Dante stepped aside as a young girl, no younger than Amira came into view. She had black pixie cut hair with skin as dark as chocolate. She wore a thin grey jacket with leggings and knee high boots, but it was her eyes that drew Amira in. Violet. "Hello, my name is Willow. I'm a Light Witch." She nodded her head to them respectfully, "Miss J contacted us a couple of weeks ago and informed us to come here."

Raven demonstrated the gesture of slitting a wrist. Gia’s mouth hung open in shock. She’d heard of obsessive love, and Willow seemed to embody it. Then Gia felt the irony. Willow was like a willow tree—supposed to be a symbol of comfort and peace. But Willow’s personality was the opposite of calm and peaceful. To Gia, Willow seemed like a spoiled child prone to explosive reactions. Attempting suicide was a crude, desperate way to try to win a man’s affection.