Novel & Cerita Wicked Willows

It was usually like rain on hot asphalt and something sweet like starlight but now it was spiked with the sharp, acidic sting of cheap vodka. Something was off. My wolf let out a low, dangerous growl in the back of my mind. Danger. The instinct to protect surged through me so hard my claws threatened to shift. I charged toward the back of the house. The pool area was a chaotic mess of splashing water and strobe lights. People were dancing on the edge of the abyss, some were falling into the pool but they didn’t care. There she was. My eyes almost shot out of their sockets. Willow was in the center of the madness, her body moving to a beat that seemed to possess her. Her hips swayed with an e

Sebastian said at last. Ivy turned to face him fully. “You’ll lose.” A corner of his mouth lifted. “You’re welcome to try and stop me.” Their gazes locked—not as lovers, not yet as enemies, but as two people who finally understood the scale of what stood between them. Outside, the estate grounds lay quiet, immaculate, unchanged. Inside, Julian Blackwood’s final gift took root. War, dressed as inheritance

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

Kiara was even more curious when she first read the surname Willow in the book which made her curious and eager to lear more about it . ' To think that the Willow family was a clan that existed more than five hundred year ago . And it's part of the most powerful clans that serve the Windsor clan , meaning the vampire clan.......The Willow family helped king Eskander five hundred years ago against the army of the rebels that were against the fact of the powerful clans , living in peace as they were ruled over by the Windsor clan . The great effort that the losses that Willow family made and suffered were recognized by king Charles and they were granted the power of..........the fighting art w

She hated explaining things twice unless it was to Tyler or the rest of her nieces and nephews. "I have said this enough times, Knox Wright, I am not going to look like a whale in my wedding pictures. If you wanted to get married so quickly, then you should have kept your ultra-fertile wand away from me!" She glared at him. Knox choked on his own spit. "Ultra-fertile wand?" He asked, trying to control his laughter. "Should I be offended or were you stroking my ego?" Willow smirked. "There are other things that I prefer to stroke, Mr. Wright."

It bearing its teeth and its claws dig in the ground. Crysler's wolf is standing calm in its place. Suddenly the other wolf charged, it was so fast that she missed it. Rebecca thought Crysler is hurt. But she was wrong, Wolf Alpha was pushed down on the ground by Dark. Its paws dug in the wolf's flesh. The light of the full moon fell upon both the wolves AND it was made clear who is the one going to win this fight, after giving him a little wound Crysler let him go. The other wolf moved out from Crsyler's grasp. The fight continued like this, it felt as if Crysler is playing with the other wolf. The wounds on Wolf Alpha's body are getting much more harmful with each strike Crysler is putting

Marko buries his nose in my hair before increasing his thrusting tempo, making my nails sink deeper into the flesh of his back, yet if I inflict any pain, he does not show. I do not even have time to confirm if the wetness on my fingers is his blood because I feel myself clench tighter against his thrusting shaft. I do not want to lose myself until he reaches his climax, so I sink my teeth into his shoulder to keep myself from giving in pleasure, but all this does is cause his scent to flood me. I feel his hand leave my back to root for something, and a few seconds later, a whirling sound startles me. He has Mr Slippy, my magic wand, in his hand.

But she had no idea that I didn’t want to reject her. The hot summer air in Louisiana was no joke, the entire wolf pack often finding itself in the river trying to cool off. Today was no different. But my mate, she didn’t stick around. Willow, what an unusual name. Soft and yielding but stronger than any other trees in our area.

Willows was bent over untying her laces when something barreled into her side, knocking her into a steel table across the room. “Xander in here!” I yell across the building, hearing their padded feet running to help us. The revenant was the body of the young woman Willow accidentally reanimated. She stood over Willow glaring at me. Her once beautiful face now grey with decay. The skin around the gaping wound in her chest was marred and hanging loosely above her abdomen. There was almost nothing recognizable to this young girl anymore. It’s hard to believe that this creature was once the love of Pauly’s life.

she nervously laughed, trying to mask her fear of falling off. He didn't say anything. They were out of the woods now and onto the road, where Wes increased the speed. Willow guided him on the road and took him in the same direction that she and Kairav had been in a few days ago. She instructed Wes to stop when she noticed the recognizable tents and groups of performers. She led him to the last tent after he parked the motorcycle. She and Wes walked into the tent, but Wes remained standing while she took a seat. He had the same reaction as Willow when she first saw the fourteen-year-old-looking witch, but he was able to hide it because of the warning she had given him earlier.