Willow Rwby Novels & Stories

Strange how I hadn’t heard from him. I realised Willow was hanging on for my reply, biting her lip in an endearing way. She was nothing like the minx who had misguidedly tried to attract Lew’s attention way back when. “If he does return to Red Riding we’ll be ready for him,” I promised her. She hung her head and I knew instinctively there was something else on her mind. “Just say it, whatever you want to know,” I urged. There was no need to order this one around. Not any more. I could tell she was just grateful to be out of my cousin’s clutches.

His dark hair spilt over his shoulders, framing the snake tattoo that coiled down his collarbone. His blue eyes flicked to me and he patted his lap softly. “Come here, Jade,” he said in a low rumble. I lowered myself onto his thighs, the heat of him searing through my pants. His arm slid around my waist possessively, pulling me against himself until I felt the steady thud of his heartbeat against my back. “One hour,” he muttered, his breath brushing my ear, warm and laced with whiskey. “You turn twenty in one hour. My husband by morning.”

"Never." Willow is married to Caspian Ivanov, the Pakhan's son and campus god. No one would ever get tired of hearing about the trips he takes her on. She's also the heir to all things Raventhorn. Literally. Her great-great-great-times-a-hundred grandfather was Raventhorn himself. The way people talked about her when we started college was like the excitement in the wizarding world when Harry Potter went to Hogwarts. "You sure you're okay? I know you must be on edge with Alessio coming back," Eilish states, tilting her head. Her electric-blue bob makes her look like a character from an anime.

I was being thirsty. ''Sir is my posture okay?'' talk about thirsty, Willow’s high pitched voice filled my ears as she bit her lower lip and watched Ryker with lustful eyes. She wanted him to touch her, Of course, she did. He lowered his face and shook his head. I don't know what he was thinking, but he looked kind of embarrassed.

Soon all the lycans were seated and Riya rolled her eyes as predictably Willow was the first to stand up. “My name is Willow Dion and I am the daughter of the alpha of the Red Sun Pack, I love to dance and I hope that I find favor with Prince Caine.” She said in a nauseatingly sweet voice that Riya rolled her eyes in disdain. “You there rolling your eyes, what is your name?” A voice from the high table called out clearly before Willow could even sit down and Riya froze like a deer caught in headlamps. “Please let someone else have rolled their eyes.’ Riya prayed as the girls glanced at each other wondering who had gotten in trouble.

They walked along the shore as they listened to the pleasant sound of the waves crashing against the sand. Willow wore a white dress that fluttered gently in the wind. As Rias stared at her, his gaze was full of love. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind. Willow’s hat was blown away, and she instinctively chased after it. But Rias moved quickly and grabbed the hat before plopping it on Willow’s head again. He said gently, “Careful now. You don’t want to fall.” Willow looked at him and met his gaze. Her heart raced against her will.

Right now there wasn’t a trace of a blush on her cheeks as she lifted my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around my head, then sucking in her cheeks as she draws me in all the way. I’ve had women blow me before, but Willow’s ability just knocked them all out of the water. The things she was doing with her mouth had me rimming the edge, just for her to stop and start again. She did this a few times before she opened her eyes to peer at me and I knew this was my cue to blow - and when I did; I grasped her head and emptied myself deep down her throat. Did she swallow? Of course, she fucking did, and she looked proud of it too. Licking her lips, she gets back on top of me, straddling my tw

The idea of Willow resenting him was too much to bear, so Roy avoided her. With Willow out of his life, Roy carried on with life as usual, living in privilege and success. Still, deep down, he could not shake an ever-growing void. One windy night, Roy had to be taken home after a night of heavy drinking. In a dreamlike state, he saw Willow standing by the window. She wore her usual silk slip, the hem ending just above her knees. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her legs were long and fair against the fabric.

she said, hugging me so hard that I couldn't breathe. Willow was the daughter of Mira, my nanny, and Egon, the Head Warrior. They are both water elementals who chose to come to the Earth Kingdom when the war started. They were the only of their kind in our whole Kingdom. But I know that many others are living in the Air Kingdom. So her mother being my nanny means we grew up together. Willow is like my sister. My little sister. Ok, maybe not that little. She is 18. When she turned 16, she decided to be a warrior like her father. So she trained here for a year, and then she went to the Air Kingdom for more intensive training.

I yell at him. No one else besides me and Willow could get away with putting him in his place. Willow didn’t care that he was an alpha. She had a strength and temper to rival his at times, but just like him she can be the kindest and most compassionate person I have ever met. She was made to be a Luna; she just doesn’t know it yet. Ronan is one of the greatest people in the world with a heart of gold and I honestly think his pride is just hurt.