Willow Coppock Fanfic Novels & Stories

Willow needs to know that Ian actually likes her and Ian needs to know that Willow meant no harm towards him ten years ago. "Willow doesn't want him to know that she knows," she replied. "I'm not sure about Ian liking her," she added. We both sighed. This is so fucked up. All these assholes keep breaking my friend's, heart. "What about you?" I asked. She looked away. "How's it going with Daniel," I whispered the last part out. "I'm scared," she said. I sighed. "I had sex with him...." I gasped when she blurted out.

“Her mom went insane when her father fell in love with my mother. Evan and I were only trying to stop that from happening to her.” Sure you were. “Oh goodness,” Cassie observed. “It's sad to watch a wolf lose its mind at the loss of a mate. It's tragic.” Yeah, it was definitely heartbreaking. I couldn't even imagine the pain my mom went through. I'm hurting over losing Evan, and she was with my dad for a long time. “Nobody can stop what the moon goddess wants,” Lizzy included. “That's so true. When Willow finds her mate, she will understand the powerful bond that is between Evan and me,” Dakota muttered, like I couldn't hear her.

"Julian?", Willow calls from behind us. I spin around and come face to face with a dishevelled Willow. Her eyes aren't on me though, they're focusing on Julian. "Are you leaving me?", she asks softly. Her voice sounds hoarse from all the crying. Her hunched shoulders make her look like a sad pup. [Excerpt from Second Time Lucky, Sophia's POV (W*****d) – No you don't need to read it to understand this story]

Willow shrugged. "I can take one of your days" Japh suggested. "Oh no. I really don't want to bother you" Willow stood. "Don't worry about it" He smiled. "Who knows? Maybe he is your mate" Iris grinned. "Oh shut up. I'm not looking for a husband. I just want to have fun" Willow pushed her down. "And how do you know all these?" "If he is your mate, wouldn't you have known by now?" Japh said.

"Excuse me, Sierra. I need to get to my locker." ​"Oh, you do?" she mocked. She ran a perfectly manicured finger over the combination lock. "Do you realize what you’ve done, Willow? Kael is ruined. The Captain's position, his college applications, his father's patience - all gone because you thought you could use the 'step-sister' status to get his attention." ​"I was trying to avoid his attention," I stated flatly. "I want nothing to do with him."

He giggles. What the fuck? Spencer Jamie Cruiz fucking giggles in my dream or whatever it is. Can I keep him in my pocket and take him with me so that I can exchange him with the real grumpy Spencer? He tries to get away but somehow I become stronger than him and takes his hand away from my mouth. And then I kiss him long and hard. “Willow! Willow, wake up. We need to talk. Willow!” Someone jerks my arms so violently that I feel like they are gonna rip my arm apart from my body.

“You have to marry me.” “Are you crazy?” she fired back. “ How can you ask me.” “Why can’t I? Oh, wait.” Willow took a step forward, but I didn’t give her the chance to speak. I wanted her to hear a piece of my mind. Something sparked deep inside me. Mostly anger. “I’m crazy when I ask you to marry me, but when you ask me the same question, it’s considered okay? No wonder he dumped you. You can’t make up your mind.”

I followed her, my body trembling with pleasure as I found my release, her name on my lips. We lay there, our bodies entwined, our breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I pressed soft kisses against her neck, her chest, and her cheek, pleased with the closeness. “Luca,” she whispered. “What are we doing?” My heart squeezed in my chest. “I don’t know, Mousey. All I know is that I don’t want to stop.” __________ Willow's Pov I woke up, my body still throbbing with the memory of our lovemaking. I stretched lazily, feeling content in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. We both slept off in the private cellar.

James’ POV Something was…off. Fucking Willow was great, but I didn’t have any real feelings for her. I didn’t know if it was the car accident or what. “Come back to bed, baby.” She moaned while the red-haired woman licked her pussy. I approached the two and slid into the red-head’s pussy, I think her name was Heather. She moaned while licking Willow’s clit back and forth. I grabbed her soft hair and pulled it hard, making her back arch.

"He had one." "So he had a condom ready." She raised her eyebrows. "In his nightstand. That's definitely not weird." "Roxie, he's on the hockey team." I gave her a flat look. "What exactly were you expecting? Virgins?" She opened her mouth. Something shifted on her face. "I mean..." "They're all like that." I tilted my head. "Every single one of them. Their captain literally blackmailed my best friend into a fake relationship. The bar is underground."