Willow Rwby Novels & Stories

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.

“Lina? What’s wrong? It’s early.” “I need to talk to you,” I said, my voice trembling despite my effort to stay composed. “It’s about Willow. She’s... she’s missing.” “What?” Ruby’s voice shot up an octave, the sleep immediately gone from her tone. “What do you mean missing? Since when? How?” I poured out everything, recounting the events from the rogue wolf’s attack to my vision of Willow tied to a chair in that dark, sinister room. By the time I finished, Ruby was silent for a moment.

Willow starts to walk down the stairs wearing a black mini dress, red high heels, red dangly earrings and a denim jacket. Her long light brown hair curled and free flowing. She was always a natural beauty and it pained me to see her dressed in such a sexy way. I had known Willow since I met Jeremy at secondary school. She was always a bit of a book worm, but she was starting to come out of her shell a bit. She was the Princess of the Pack and had watchful eyes on her wherever she went. I have a feeling security was not informed of tonight’s outing and the girls were hoping to sneak out without being caught. “Hi Brett.” Willow beamed as she looked up meeting my gaze. “You both watching the fo

"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.

I dial the number and it goes straight to voicemail. “No answer” I say. I’m just going to cut my loses and go home. This obviously wasn’t meant to be. “What’s the number, I’ll send them a text” he says. “I should just leave” I begin, “you were here first and obviously this is some kind of mix up.” “Where are you coming from?” He asks. “My name is Liam by the way.” He offers out his hand and I shake it. “I’m Willow and I am coming from near Toronto” I say still a bit nervous.