Tigry X Willow Novels & Stories

Unable to resist temptation again, Riley closed his mouth over her clit, drawing hard on the button of flesh and lightly scraping his teeth over it. Just like that, without any other stimulation or warning, Lia convulsed in his grip, holding onto him for dear life as her body shook with shudder after shudder. Riley kept his mouth fastened on her as the unexpected, sudden climax rolled through her. The last tremor had barely died away when he went back to work on her, this time licking her inner lips and drawing his tongue through her slit.

"You remember you're my wife now, huh? You remember Cyrus was your son? "I went to your unit looking for you. They said you were out on a mission. But when I turned around, I saw you at Phillip's house. You were playing family with his child. "Cyrus was lying alone in the hospital morgue, and you were laughing with another man's kid. Did you ever think about how Cyrus would feel if he saw that?" That day… I stood outside the courtyard wall. I watched Jennifer let Tommy hold her hand as they ran circles around Phillip.

All technically true—just framed strategically. “She was grieving.” “Yes,” Willow replied. “And grief affects memory.” I met her gaze. “You don’t believe she’s unstable.” “No,” she said evenly. “But the public doesn’t require belief. Only suggestion.” The cold precision almost impressed me. “You’re not afraid this will push Ace further away?” Willow’s smile thinned. “He is already away.” Not emotionally. Structurally. He had chosen Lily publicly. He had severed visible loyalty. Willow wasn’t trying to win him back—she was trying to outlast him.

I start to hyperventilate, and I automatically shift due to not be able to breath properly. Thomas POV We were laying by the river. I was watching Willow’s wolf. Her wolf was a sight to see. A beautiful black, like an Alpha, yet she was more petite. In the sunlight the markings under her black fur had a gold sparkle. I had been assisting Willow with her research under her fathers’ orders to stay close and we believe that the markings were of Celtic origin. I’ll admit I cared a lot for her and somewhere along the way my feelings for her became more sincere. I followed my orders, but I didn’t need to. She was intoxicating to be around and there was something different about her that drew me in

His immediate action gave them not a single chance to defend themselves. Willow would no longer have to deal with having a business rival now that Caspian had come to her rescue. "Aren't you worried that Tigra might strike back and come after you for taking down Glorious Group?" asked Willow. He calmly explained, "They'll never admit to having any relationship with Glorious Group." "Why not? Taylor and his men had always displayed their loyalty to Tigra. Why would they just be left to fend for themselves? "It would be grounds for war if Tigra admitted that Glorious Group belonged to them as they tried to harm our country. They can't possibly win against us in war, and that's partly why they'

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.

Layla POV All the pups that Willow brought with her now have homes; it never ceases to amaze me how quickly children can adapt to new surroundings. Willow and Riley have marked each other. Willow is a beautiful she-wolf with a loving nature; Riley and Willow are perfect for each other. Darius and I are on our way to my territory; Anita has gone into labor, and Diana is there, but both Zach and Anita have asked if I could be with her in case Zach passes out as Drew did.

and I sped off. When we reached our home I took out my angel from the backpack and said, “Ok Nova you can now shift back” and added a barrier around the house. Her bones started to shift and she howled in pain as I took her and set her on my lap running a hand through her fur until she shapeshifted into her little cute white tiger. “Why so long?” She mewled. “Sorry Nova, some wolves were following me,” I replied sheepishly. Unlike me this little tiger doesn’t have a human form most likely because she is born a tiger and she hasn’t met the moon goddess.

Beatrix: The air in WillowRidge had shifted, and it wasn’t just because of the media frenzy or the hotel project. It was the weight of secrets—ones I didn’t know I was carrying, ones tied to the two men orbiting my life like restless moons. I woke up that morning with a strange resolve. Whatever tethered me to Sebastian and Adam, I had to find the root of it. I couldn’t let their emotions dictate my life, not anymore.