Novel & Cerita Willow Schnee

"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.

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu

She suddenly asked. "Okay, yeah" He laughed. "What?" "Nothing? Anyways, she doesn't only help him, she does business with him" Japh informed. "Wow! What can she not do?" Willow rolled her eyes. "She has an MBA in marketing," He said again. "She has a lot of achievements and I think…" Willow heard the crunch of twigs under feet. A pack of wolves quickly ran past them making Willow move back and lose her balance. Willow stumbled backwards but something caught her.

“Tiana... She's just an old woman. She’s not part of this.” “She’s not part of politics,” I said coldly. “But she is... part of Willow’s heart. And that’s what I need.” Kael swallowed. “If she’s still alive.” “She is,” I muttered. “I can feel it.” Like old magic breathing in the dirt. Like blood still pulsing beneath sacred ground. Willow isn’t dead. She’s hiding. And nothing draws a she-wolf from her den faster than one thing—A threat to what she loves. “Prepare three of our fastest. No noise. No trace. We take Tiana before dawn.”

Between fits of giggles, Penelope leaned closer and whispered, "You know, Little-angel, I've heard something intriguing. Apparently, our colleague housekeeper, Willow, has been harboring a secret crush on Mr.Christopher!" My eyes widened with curiosity. "No way, really? The charming Christopher?" Penelope nodded, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Oh, indeed! And rumor has it that she'll stop at nothing to keep any girl away from him, except for Daisy, Christopher's girlfriend. Willow seems a bit afraid of her." As if on cue, Willow sauntered by the kitchen doorway, her eyes fixed on me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. I gulped nervously, feeling her icy gaze pierce through

He promises. “And then he took his pants off, remaining in his underwear only.” Lailah tells me, a tone filled with excitement. “Really?” It's hard to believe. But when my mind kindly offered me a picture of Leo in underwear, I couldn't help but laugh. “No. She is lying.” Leo firmly declines, glaring at his girlfriend. “Come on, now. Don't be shy. Willow is a family.” Lailah tells him. I stop smiling. Family? Is it that easy to become a family? I don't know. But what I know is that they now know my secret as well. They know I'm Willow and not Amber.

Willow was driving much faster than everyone else. She didn't even care about her safety anymore. It was like she had returned to the year she was 22, when she was brave enough to fight for love. All of a sudden, the white BMW stalled. Willow kept trying to start the engine, but she failed. Her anxiety was reaching its peak. After a while, she opened the car door and braved the snow to check on the car. The ice-cold snowflakes rained down on her face, sneaking down her collar and landing on her limbs. Soon, she began shivering from the cold.

But she had no idea that I didn’t want to reject her. The hot summer air in Louisiana was no joke, the entire wolf pack often finding itself in the river trying to cool off. Today was no different. But my mate, she didn’t stick around. Willow, what an unusual name. Soft and yielding but stronger than any other trees in our area.

She had entered the Prince chamber and saw the Prince drawing. Willow, a young boy of 12 years old smiled as he saw Leona. He has black hair, he has two colour eyes, one was green and the other was amber. He had told her to always call him by his name whenever they were alone. Leona was an orphan, her late mother was the Queen's handmaid who died after her Mate, who.had died when he challenged Ares to a fight. "Hello Leona, come and see my painting." "I will see your painting later Willow, I got you something, you will like it." Leona said, her beautiful young face lightened up as soon as she smiled.

Snowflakes cascaded down from the darkened sky, the fire danced delicately in the fireplace and the scent of sage and lavender fumed the room. Willow sat on the couch, her legs propped up beside her with a quilted blanket wrapped around her and a book in her hands. Since the incident at Amanda's party, Willow was granted permission by Janice to reside at her cabin. Instead of waiting until she graduated from school to leave the confines of her aunt's house, Dante went through extra measures to have her removed from her aunt's care. The old woman couldn't care less what the girl did, but nearly fought against it when she realized she wouldn't be receiving the funds for her anymore. From what