Willow Radke Age Novels & Stories

"I didn't say that." Willow leaned back in her chair, studying the younger woman. She was what, twenty? Twenty-one? Young enough to still believe Mark's bullshit. Young enough to think she could change him. God, she wasn't much older and she had been blinded long enough and let him treat her like shit for way too long. She now saw the light.

"Willow! Can't you cut her some slack? Elsie's still young. Why would you come at her like that?" I watched their little performance with a cold, detached stare. "Young? She's 23, Jared! Who the hell shows up at someone's house dressed like that? She has no sense of decency, no manners, nothing!" Jared's hand shot out, his palm striking me across the face. "Had enough of your tantrum? Not everyone grew up like you, Willow—well-off, sheltered, with everything handed to you on a silver platter!"

Kane's POV I hope to the Goddess that Willow’s tears this time are tears of joy. She’s all over the place with her emotions, and I can’t keep up anymore. I put Adare on the bed, and he quickly bounces up to sit on her lap. “Thank you for my present,” she says and gives him a hug. I sit next to them on the edge of the bed. “When is your birthday?” she asks. “Twenty-five August. Open it,” I say impatiently.

Willow frowned and put it on loud speaker, "Why?" Nathan walked in, only wearing basketball shorts but she didn't turn to look at him yet. "You're so committed, no wonder they asked you to be a full time. I've decided to make you my mentor," Jayden said and she laughed. "I've found the file," she said. "How old is she again?" Jayden asked. "She's thirty two with stage two cancer," Willow said and packed the files back in the bag. "Thank you. But she's my patient, why do have her file?" Jayden asked.

Mila explained as Kaia walked happily out of the party. She was not planning on staying for long. She had more important things to take care of than wasting it on a stupid birthday party. “ Enough about Kaia, what's new with you and Hayes? Is the Mayes ship sailing or sinking?” Willow asked. It was two more weeks before her wedding and she couldn't be any more excited than she already was. If someone had told her she would be getting married at 23, she wouldn't have believed but here she was to be married in a month.

She was funny, and smart, sexy, and sweet all wrapped up in a sinfully delectable package that did crazy things to his heart. As they came up for air, Liam did a quick check to make sure no one had seen them before he discreetly adjusted the little Liam in his pants. Willow was twenty, six years younger than he was, and they'd both agreed to wait until she finished her internship before announcing their mateship to the rest of the pack. The brief times that they could sneak a few moments together would have to be enough in the meantime. "My cousin called me today," Willow announced as they continued down the stairs and wandered outside. As always, the main road was filled with pups playing a

The woman chiding everyone at the work area was Willow Stewart. She was only 25 years old. She was beautiful and had a curvaceous figure. Even though she was dressed in a plain black suit, she exuded the aura of a professional model. Many men in the company often talked about her in private. Everyone hoped to have a girlfriend with such an attractive figure. However, their desires were limited to mere talk. Not only was Willow beautiful with a sexy body, but she was also the CEO of their company.

Everyone despite being drunk was enchanted by Lisa's voice. "....how old are you now?" She finished and we all clapped as she went back to her seat. We looked around each other waiting for the birthday celebrant to come sing their age before Willow laughed and moved forward. "I'm 24 today. No. I am 23 today. No, no sorry. It's 24 today. I am 24 today. I am 24 today, my fwends, I am 24 today." She sang with a crooked voice and we all stood singing the last verse.

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.

He stands up and starts pacing around the room, then he looks at me and whispers, “Willow is my mate.” I rub my hand across my eyes tiredly as I say, “She is only sixteen.” Riley growls as he replies, “I fucking know, Darius; why would the moon goddess pair me with a child?” I sit there for a minute before shaking my head and asking, “What are you going to do?” He sighs, “There's nothing I can do until she turns eighteen.” I groan and stand up as I say, “Maybe she only looks young, Riley; we have all assumed she is sixteen; Willow could be older than she looks.”