Willow: A Novel Novels & Stories

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.

Felicity widened her eyes. "Did you find it?" Willow grinned. "It's just a story, Felicity." Willow checked her phone to see the time. She still had to travel an hour to get to her father's house. She pulled a book from her bag, turned to the page where the bookmark was, and began reading. She flipped the page when a passenger walked over and occupied the empty seat in front of her. Although she could see his shoes from where she was holding the book, Willow didn't bother to look up. She had briefly focused on his spotless black shoes before returning her attention to the written words in the book.

she stands and walks up to Willow, "Do you feel anything when you are near Katarina?" Willow looks to me and I offer her a brief nod, letting her know it was okay to be truthful, "Well, I feel similar to how I did when I accidentally raised the woman in Doc's office. I feel as cold as death but there's another sensation. I don't know how to explain it." "It's like electricity," I cut in. "Yes. Like my body is full of electricity," Willow nodded, "but I don't know if it has anything to do with Katarina. I just know it started when you both got here."

Dante noted, "Hunters are supposed to be highly aware of their surroundings, but she's either oblivious or is aware and doesn't care." "Take your pick." Aiden said, "She's so buried in those texts that even my voice can barely reach her. She's really focused on this now and I'd hate to ruin her groove." "Don't worry, that's why I'm here." Willow said as she pulled a hairtie off of her wrist and pulled as much hair back as she could and made a very small ponytail, "I had a feeling that I was needed here, which is why we came." She moved past the desk and stepped into the room behind Amira. She watched Amira's head turned slightly, but didn't lift to look at her as she turned a page she was ju

"She forced me to help her and then she killed my babe anyway. I never got to see her. I never got to hear her cry or stroke her head or smell her soft skin. She never knew my touch." "I'm sorry," Kayla said, pulling away, her hands still rested on Willow's shoulders. The broken witch trembled. Deep red blotches stained her tear-soaked cheeks. Her raspy, shaking breaths gave way to thick, burning gulps as she fought to catch her breath between her heartbroken sobs. The book Kayla read out to us sat between Willow and my mate, it had fallen open to the very same page which shook Willow to her core, bringing all her painful secrets crashing back to the forefront of her mind. "Willow," Kayla sa

His tongue moved over her lower lip and when they parted, he claimed her mouth fully. Willow pressed her body into his as their tongues searched the entirety of each other’s mouths. Her hand slid down his chest, gripping his shirt before pulling away, and turning so her backside was pressed into his crotch. She could feel his reaction to her. Willow’s wolf was in her mind whispering mine. Mine. Mine. But then something strange happened. Another tall wolf, stepped in front of her, setting his hand on her hip, and pulled her body to his. He crushed her lips with his. A deep chest growl filled her mouth. “Mine.”

"And it worked for you, so..." "It will work." Lily told her. "If we believe it can, then it will." Willow smiled and nodded. She placed the book in the center of them. "Hold hands." "Oh, come on." Rayleigh complained. "Don't be a poor sport!" Zalakai called to her from a distance. Rayleigh growled with annoyance, but she grabbed Amira's and Lily's hands. Willow grabbed Lily's and Amira's hands. "Alright." Lily watched as Willow closed her eyes. A gentle warm breeze caressed Lily's cheek, a blatant contrast to the cold air of fall that lingered. It was welcoming and... Familiar?

“We could save all these people from so much heartache and pain.” But future Willow shakes her head. “This is the beginning of the end. This needs to happen.” I open my mouth to protest once more, but Willow presses her fingers to her lips. “Go home,” she says to me. “He is waiting for you.” "Wait!" I yell after Willow, but she is already running into the arms of Osiris. Osiris lifts her in his arms and spins her around before placing a passionate kiss on her lips. The vision fades away, and my eyes flutter open. The car has stopped moving. I have no idea how long I was fighting against the fires. It felt like hours, but it could have been just minutes.

With a mouthful of food, he says, “This is really good, Nels.” Willow has stopped eating. She looks down at the picnic blanket and scoots away from Rainer. He notices and smiles at her. After swallowing, he leans closer and whispers something in her ear. She doesn’t react to whatever he tells her and ignores him by pulling out a library book she brought with her and beginning to read it. “What are you reading?” he asks. She covers her face with the book so we can’t see her expression. I can tell from how stiff she is that she’s annoyed. Any time Rainer is around, Willow tenses up. I don’t know why that is. I should ask her later.

But every night, I laced Hunter's milk with sleeping pills, ensuring he never saw her messages in time to respond. Willow suffered severe burns as she was trapped inside the flames. Not only was she burdened with massive medical expenses, but she also faced criminal charges for arson. "Hunter, please… save me." Willow escaped from the hospital and waited outside my apartment, finally managing to catch him. The moment she saw him, she threw herself at him as if he were her last hope. But Hunter pushed her away in disgust. His disappointment with her was now beyond repair. "Willow, let's get a divorce. Now I finally know who I truly love."