Toh Willow Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Did Willow…bring Karla to life with magic?” “Yes,” I say bluntly. “Tully is convinced that…she’s sure our child will die because of it.” “Bullshit,” I scoff. “Why would The Goddess do something like that?” “I asked the same question, but Tully says magic comes at a price, and this one will be high. A soul for a soul.” “How far along is Tully now?” “Almost ten weeks.” "They do go a big weird towards the end. Willow imagined all sorts of untrue things. Can she feel the pup move?”

Without a word, we walk away from Joslyn’s grave, leaving a part of our past behind, as the huge Oak tree that had been once our hang out spot stood guard at our friends grave, fulfilling her wish to stay in her most favorite spot, forever, for eternity. ****************************************** The End

Willow admitted. "I know."

She asked and Owen didn't give an answer. “Let's go to the gardens. We Winters have a thing for blue, black a white, so the garden might seem plain to you,” he said as if she hadn't been there before. Owen clutched her hand, his fingers curling with hers. They walked to the garden enjoying the beautiful scenery. The East garden in the Winters estate was plain white, but right at the middle, black baccara roses were planted bringing out its uniqueness. “Annie would love something this beautiful,” she muttered while taking in the sights.

"I do not feel comfortable leaving you alone here." Slade sighed. "I'll be fine. Go." *** Wes and Willow continued to drive the car until they were no longer able to see the house. They traveled on the road leading down the hill. On one side, the tall forest trees were visible, tiny waterfalls, birds, fern, and moss; and on the other side, there was a slope and at the base of it was the plain land which was partially obscured by the fog. "Tell me," Wes said, his eyes on the road. "What happened?"

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.

Small leaves had grown in random parts of his arm, it was as if it was made out of a tree, bark-covered the outer layer of his arm. He glanced behind him, finally noticing a giant tree, a willow tree. It’s thick leaves a shower of curtains, covering the broken interior of the cabin he was in. He felt drawn to such a massive tree, it was unlike any other tree he had seen, it was massive, it was as tall as a three-story house. He felt drawn to it. A magnetic pull urging him towards it. Subconsciously standing up with unsteady feet he went near it, touching its trunk, he could feel it was alive,

"Willow, please. There are four of them and only two of us. I won't have you making a scene in public. It’s beneath you." He spoke with a logic that felt like cold water on her fire. Willow exhaled a sharp, frustrated breath. "Fine. Go take your call. I’ll be out in a minute." Tyler nodded, stepping away to answer his buzzing phone. Since males were strictly forbidden from the inner sanctum of the ladies' area, Willow slipped inside alone. She took her time, splashing cold water on her face and smoothing her hair until she felt her pulse return to normal. Satisfied, she grabbed her cap and stepped back out into the corridor. She turned the corner, only to collide with a wall of solid muscle.

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