Willow Rwby Novels & Stories

Willow’s POV We were taught that the goddess makes no mistakes and that everything she does is for a reason. We were made to believe that she loves us all equally and watches over us from the moon. But I know better; the goddess does not love us equally; she wouldn't subject me to a life of suffering if that were the case. My name is Willow Marrock, the only daughter of Davis Marrock, Alpha of The Crescent Moon Pack. I am the dirt of my pack, an abomination to my kind, and the punching bag of my father.

She locked eyes with me and then with Bronn. "Why are you bullying my mommy? You're bad!" Willow shouted at Bronn. "I thought you were a nice uncle, but you're just a big bully!" Before I could react, Willow darted forward, her small hand connecting with Bronn's leg. "Willow!" Damn! I gasped, lunging forward to pull her back. She clung to my thigh, her body trembling against mine as she continued to glare at Bronn. Well, she definitely inherited Bronn's strong territorial attitude!

The Ron guy came over. "Rosé" Kyle said. "All of us will take that." Kyle explained to Ron before he left to get the drinks. "It's good to come together again. So, Mia what did you intend to discuss with me?" Kyle shoved in his question. Mia dropped her fork back into her plate before talking "I am trying to fight rogues so I would need your help on knowledge about rogue wolves" "I will help you but first we will go see your sanctuary first" "Definitely" Mia affirmed. Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each.

But admiration wasn’t going to fix the mess we had made. I turned to Ruby, who was still sitting at the head of the table, her eyes carefully observing us. “Ruby, can I ask you something?” She raised an eyebrow, clearly wary but still professional. “What is it?” she asked. “Where does Willow live?” Her lips pressed together into a thin line. “I’m sorry, but I can’t disclose that information. Willow’s private life is her own, and I won’t violate that. It's also wrong of you to put me in such a position knowing the relationship I share with Miss. Willow.”

The glass shattered, minor sparks flew up before it died completely. "Oops." Amanda sneered before walking past her toward the courtyard. Willow watched after her, her hair swaying like a delicate curtain against her black sweater. She felt a sharpness in her chest that she didn't recognize before as she watched the girl that continuously tormented her. Die. The thought scared Willow so much that she felt the sting of tears threatening to expose themselves. She picked up her broken phone and walked out to the courtyard. In her surprise, she found Amanda talking to Roy and another sharp pain triggered her. Amanda was playing with her hair flirtatiously while Roy was holding his backpack to hi

Willow ran her hands over her thighs and let her fingers wrap around their cocks and stroked slowly, hearing their deep-chested growls she knew she had their attention. Seconds later, Willow cried out as she shattered for them. Her sight darkened and her legs went limp as the most intense orgasm rocked her body. She pulled Anthony to her lips first as she panted trying to get her lungs full again. Fox bit into her shoulder and Willow moaned out. “Yes. Please.” Her mates hearing her plea pressed their cocks into her body, letting her know they approved.

“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.

Raven demonstrated the gesture of slitting a wrist. Gia’s mouth hung open in shock. She’d heard of obsessive love, and Willow seemed to embody it. Then Gia felt the irony. Willow was like a willow tree—supposed to be a symbol of comfort and peace. But Willow’s personality was the opposite of calm and peaceful. To Gia, Willow seemed like a spoiled child prone to explosive reactions. Attempting suicide was a crude, desperate way to try to win a man’s affection.

"Yes, they did, as a matter of fact." "I'll tell you in a minute," Kellen said. Lance's eyes flared for a split second. "Tell me now." "Come to find out," Kellen said, his voice low. "Rory and Casen were Rogue Wolves. They both ran when they saw Xander and Elias and they gave chase." "And did our men follow?" Lance asked, his voice low. "Yes, they did," Kellen replied. Lance nodded once. "Good. When they are caught, notify me immediately."

It’s one of those moments that’s insignificant in the grand scheme of things, yet it suddenly clicks that this person is going to become irreplaceable. Mateo makes his way back to the living room with Lucas and his little brother Giano in tow. Seeing this, Rob quits trying to goad Alex into a rematch and instead yells for everyone to make their way outside for a game of soccer. The boy practically bounds out the house, most likely assuming he’ll redeem himself. He’s got a good chance – Alex might be stronger, but Rob’s long legs give him a speed advantage. Despite how gangly Rob seems, soccer is his niche.