Willow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Brax's POV My hands shook as I clutched the doorframe, the sight in front of me branding itself into my mind. Willow—my Willow—entwined with another man. Her naked body pressed against him. I couldn't believe it. Anger exploded, every rational thought igniting in a blaze of betrayal. My voice came out like a low growl, a thunderous roar that reverberated off the walls. "Willow!"

“There’s no way you’d let him go scot-free, right? You wanted me to go to the party as your plus one. We can do that, Willow. Hurt him back.” “No,” she said. “I have no business with that.” Willow's resistance didn’t surprise me but made me want this more. She was a kind soul, but men like Asher didn’t need angels. I wouldn’t have rejected her on such a momentous occasion. “Yes. Yes, you do,” I said, my head bobbing aggressively. “And if you’d hear me out…” Her eyes narrowed, and she sidestepped me. “Goodbye Carter. Go find someone else to pick on.”

Then he goes to kiss my cheeks and then finally my neck. “Now, you should eat so that you can get well soon and we can work on your big appetite for me.” He freaking winks at me suggestively. I don't say anything. I just blush. So typical of Willow. That's the real Willow, not the confident one who shamelessly asks for a kiss.

Willow bit down on her lips as she typed down the next messages. WILLOW: How are the wedding preparations coming along? WILLOW: The pre-wedding shoot photos were beautiful. Willow almost smacked herself after she pressed send. She didn't have to send that. It sounded like she was stalking them. Why did she have to be so stupid? She tossed the phone aside and covered her face with a pillow and screamed into it. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"It's not a pity, Bones. Only a fool will pity you. Even when I rescued you, you didn't get my pity. Not then, and definitely not now. I admire your strength, Bones. Your will to live" Willow touched his chest, her hand over the place where his heart was. She is scared that she is starting to feel something more for this vampire. Something that would never work out. Removing her hand she climbed down the bed, her eyes avoiding his once again. It's time she starts maintaining her distance from him. Nothing good will come out of this liaison. Lothaire sensed her withdrawal but was hard-pressed to do anything. She will get the space she craved... for now.

I already felt like I was starring in a fucking soap opera. It hardly mattered who had messed up anymore. It happened and I needed to fix it. I would just give out two scholarships. It wasn't like it would cost me much of anything. Willow would be taken care of. I picked up her essay again, skimming over the lines. I had to know more about this girl because I didn't know if I could get her out of my head otherwise. I looked up and found Virgil watching me. "Miss Taylor—or Willow as she likes to be referred—got my phone number and called me last night." His eyebrows lifted but he remained silent.

How I’m going to bury myself into her over and over, and hear her sweet moans all night long. And then, everything comes crashing down. Everything comes crashing down when, while taking her oath, Willow’s stubborn eyes don’t turn grey, they shine bright yellow at us. I can feel it through the mate bond as the happiness she felt from the pack link shatters when she taps into my feelings. Does she think I don’t want her? Wait, do I want her? Of course, I want her. I need her. I want her so bad it’s driving me mad. Willow Katherine Reid. I can’t wait to say her name out loud, to taste it as it rolls off my tongue, to croak it out as I fill her up with my cum.

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."

“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.

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.