Novel & Cerita Willow Fanart

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu

She was about to leave him, so she didn't dare to accept anything from him anymore. After the meal, Sean brought Eli to his room to take a look at the Willow branch. He really did bring the Willow branch back with him. Not only did he preserve it, but he even made it into a tiny Willow tree. Apart from the bridge beside the tree in the artwork, there was also a boy who was holding an ice cream, and a girl who was holding a Willow branch.

“Why did you leave and not tell me? Have I done something to offend you, Posey? You know…how I act around you… what I say to you sometimes… it’s just who I am, and it doesn’t mean anything.” “I know.” “Then what’s going on?” Her nostrils flare, but she looks down at her lap, her blush creeping down her neck. “Willow has a list, you know. To sleep with someone from every place she visits. She’s doing it because she likes it but also because she thinks she’ll meet her mate when she gets back to Crescent Falls, and then it’s over. Her life begins.” She wrings her hands, scrubbing the lotion in deeper, like her fingers hurt, especially the tips.

••~~MADDISON~~•• It was the last day of my contract with Corian Van Halen… and the day of my first art exhibition. Both felt like endings, though one felt like a goodbye I wasn’t ready to say. “Thanks for the invite, Maddison… wow, this looks like a movie.” It was Harper Lane… Willow’s sidekick, the one who used to laugh the loudest whenever Willow made a cruel joke. Her smile was as fake as her extensions, but her eyes didn’t hide their shock.

I ask warily. "I don't know," Willow says as she turns to look at me. "I don't know whose side she is on." "Why did you take the job?" I ask her quietly. "We could have gone into hiding." Willow snorts with laughter. "Faris will never stop hunting me. I cannot ask you to leave your pack." Brushing her hair off of her shoulder, I look at the mark that is slowly healing on her neck. I have never seen one quite like it. It is a crescent moon with a bright star in the center. Willow shutters as my fingers run over the mark.

Willow hadn't completely moved on from Patrick and she bought a ticket to attend his hotel show as she wanted to meet with him again. "Patrick Anderson. My sweet heart." Willow stared to a magazine cover having Patrick's face drewn at it front page and she held it up to her face and kissed his photo. "Ah.. I just missed his rod. Am sure he must have grown huge there, compared to the last time we banged" Willow walked to the mirror in her room and stared to her beautiful reflection.

Without a word, I remained seated across from them, my gaze fixed on the star-studded night sky beyond the window. "Don't be scared. I'm here," Ryan reassured her, his voice so tender it grated on my nerves. Emboldened, Willow giggled and grabbed his wrist, pressing herself even closer. "Ryan, your hands are so warm. Could you help me apply my lipstick? I want to look good for pictures later." Ryan took the lipstick she handed him. The two leaned in so close that their breaths mingled. Willow tilted her head, slightly opening her mouth, her tongue darting out to wet them in a way that was undeniably provocative.

After all, Vaenna was going to rely on the designs on these sketches to maintain its profit and reputation. ‘And if I were to be known as the creator of all these designs…’ Willow was exceptionally excited when she thought of Freddy’s willingness to be her ghost designer. She even posted all these designs onto her personal Facebook and Instagram accounts. Sure enough, the click-through rate of all the posts had hit tens of thousands. When Maisie saw that Willow had posted all the designs onto Facebook and Instagram, she handed her cell phone to Kennedy. “Let’s help her secure a spot on Google Trends and create a hype out of these posts.”

Via was about to put the bread and jam in the basket that Willow brought, but stopped when she saw Sean’s face on the cover of the magazine between the cans of food and milk. “Can’t you put the magazine back on the shelf? I don’t want to see that guy’s face everywhere,” Via said in a low voice. Willow glanced at the magazine she had brought with her. She had no idea that their enemy was the man she admired. “You don’t know this man? He’s very famous and will soon be married, look at this couple, they are very compatible,” said Willow admiringly, making Via unconsciously squeeze the packaged bread in her hand.