Tiktok Willow Whispers 89 Face Novels & Stories

Everyone cheers. “Let’s count down to midnight to welcome him into his birthday!” Willow shouts with a huge grin on her face. Everyone starts. “10…9…8…” Willow walks towards me. “7…6...5…” “Please stay calm and don’t overreact, she won’t know until she is 18.” Willow whispers into my ear. “4…3…” I look at my sister. What the fuck is she talking about.

"Just look at yourself, Will. You are beautiful!' Eve exclaimed. Willow looked at her reflection but still wasn't convinced. Eve knew she wouldn't be convinced at all. Willow had never seen herself as a beautiful girl. She knew she was good looking but that was just on the plain jane side but she never really cared. She was dressed in a light blue sundress that stopped at her knees. It was off the shoulder and it had white roses on the flared skirt so she paired the dress with a pair of white flats. Her hair was pinned backwards with two white rose hairclips and she had a light makeup on, thanks to Evelyn. "I hope I don't die," Willow mumbled. "And you say I'm the dramatic one," Evelyn rolle

Willow audibly shuddered. “Say my fucking name.” I whispered in her ear. Willow grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down so her mouth was next to my ear. “No.”

My alarm was going off so I rolled over and turned it off. I heard my mother hollering from down the stairs. "Willow get up. Your going to be late." I pulled the blanket over my head and yawned. I knew I should've went to bed earlier but I was just starting to get into a really good book and I just couldn't put it down. My name is Willow Addison. I am sixteen and starting my junior year in high school. I have always been a bookworm I guess you can say. Not that I didn't have friends but I have just always been into my studies. I kept impecable grades and stayed out of trouble.

She couldn't hold it back anymore, and Ella rushed up to her side. "What's wrong, Willow? Cuts?" Ella quickly covered Willow from some other photographers wanting to take more shots of Willow in her broken state. As after her engagement photos with Patrick went viral. It gave Willow more fans and followers, with both followers of 'Willow and Patrick's fanpage' combined. Ella quickly took Willow to a private room and spoke to her there. "Willow, what's wrong?" Willow continued to sob and cry it all out, and Ella finally questioned her again.

Willow started to move; her eyes fluttered open. “Good morning firefly.” I said as she realized that she was still asleep on my arm. She sat up and yawned, stretching her arms above her head. “I’m sorry, did I sleep on you all night?” I chuckled. “I guess you did. It looks like we both slept well.” Her hair was a sexy mess. Strands were pulled from the bun on the top of her head and fell down her face. God, she’s so beautiful. Willow has natural beauty. Her skin is naturally tan, which makes her green eyes stand out. A tiny amount of freckles pepper her cheeks and nose. She looked at me and gave me her signature smile, displaying her pearly white teeth.

Her genuine laugh made my stomach turn in the best way. "I love them." She casted her gaze to the TV, I could only wonder what was going through her head. My phone buzzed and ruined the moment, getting up I grabbed it from the kitchen. Opening it made my stomach drop, there was an immediate video of someone in a chair. When I looked closer I saw that it was Lily… "Hello Whitlock. Recognize your little friend here?" A deep distorted voice spoke up, coming into the picture was a man in a suit with a dark green faceless mask, It had holes where the eyes should be.

I was being thirsty. ''Sir is my posture okay?'' talk about thirsty, Willow’s high pitched voice filled my ears as she bit her lower lip and watched Ryker with lustful eyes. She wanted him to touch her, Of course, she did. He lowered his face and shook his head. I don't know what he was thinking, but he looked kind of embarrassed.

I replied, my eyes widening in shock as Willow jumped on my back, and I carried her like a 10-year-old, her fingers teasingly on my mask. "Smile," she instructed, digging through my lips, forcing me to smile even though my mask hid my lips, her palms covering my eyes. The photographer snapped us in our awkward position, and Willow got off my back to check out the picture. I noticed she had pushed her mask down, revealing her dimples. This girl was something else; how could she still have dimples? "We look like crooks," she laughed as the photographer handed us a copy of our photo.

Damien's POV Willow is asleep. I'd just taken her to Lisa's room and barricaded her with several pillows so she won't roll off the bed, a trick I picked up from some random TikTok video. Now I open the door and step out to find Ally Rose in front of me. She smiles at me. The kind of dollish smile that curves her lips in an almost 'U' and pushes up her cheekbones. She looks so different from the last time I saw her. Thinner, and prettier. Fortunately, her wonderful makeover has absolutely no effect on me.