Willow Smurf Novels & Stories

Willow stumbled backwards but something caught her. "Hello" His husky voice said with a toothy smile. His fangs stood out. Willow straightened up and smiled back. "Hi," She said. "Hey Blondie" Japh shook him. "Japh" Willow noticed how sweet the mysterious man looked. Blond hair, blue eyes, great smile and a short stubble. Is he part of her pack as well? "This is Willow. She is the new member of the Storm Riders" Japh introduced. "And Willow, this is Rowan. He is the alpha of the NightCrawlers. The fastest pack in this region"

’ The voice inside my head is loud and clear, nothing like the echo it was. ‘Are you my wolf or am I going crazy?’ it’s a serious question even though I laugh as I ask it. ‘Yes Rose, I am your wolf. My name is Willow. I have been waiting ever such a long time to meet you. I wish I could have been there for you when Gwynn returned to her goddess, and when that monster had you. I would have given anything to be the one to tell you it’s all real, but I could only watch until you were safe.’ Willow’s voice is calm and soothing. She is far more understanding than I would be if I had been locked away .

“Hi I’m Willow.” “H h hi I I I’m Tinker an an and this is is is my brother Hu Hunter.” She leaned in to shake her hand. Hunter leans in to do the same. “I really am happy to meet you. I thought I was the only one here.” “W w we are ha ha happy too. I think w w we will b b be happy here.” Tinker went in for a hug. Hunter smiled at Willow. He could smell sweet honeysuckle coming from her direction. Her meek appearance alone made his heart flutter. He tapped Tinker on her shoulder. When she looked at him, he took his hand and waved it over his face with a big smile. Tinker smiled at his comment. She looked back at Willow. “M My brother th thinks y you are very pr pr pretty.” Tinker blushed as s

Willow quietly ran around the pack house and into the gardens, then shifted back behind a huge old tree. I untied my clothes from my left leg and got dressed. I was surprised to see that the garden was unoccupied; usually mated wolves would enjoy the scenery and a late-night stroll. "At least no one would see you sneak into the pack house," Willow yapped, and I rolled my eyes at her remark. Willow had a special ability; she could change her fur color to blend in with our surroundings. The downside of using the gift was that it tired her out quickly, and she couldn't keep it working for longer than five minutes.

She leaned onto the table with her head resting on her palm, her eyes twinkling in awe of his power. I shook my head, “he won’t, he’s like my grandma, only we aren’t seeking anything,” I opened the menu, “except food.” Willow looked around, “what other supernatural’s are here, tell me please,” she pouted her lips and fluttered her lashes at all of them. Cane stood tall, “what are you ordering?” My head tilted to him, “I’ll have the beef stew, salad and a tall glass of milk.” Willow waved her hand, “grilled cheese, tomato soup and chocolate milk.” She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted at everyone, “these people aren’t nice, their all hiding something, you know that bothers me when p

The stock has increased 19% in a week. Michelle is online, giving interviews about her new fashion line. According to the feed, Willow is next as a linguist specialist as she is being appointed as Head of Curation for the Strongheart Artifacts. She is giving a tour of some piece. Someone is missing. "Where Kimberly?" "She's on the Werewolf feed, being interviewed by Valerie about the education program she has been developing for pups. Lots of attention there as well". A few clicks on the keyboard and there she is. Lots of heart reactions and thumbs up, but the viewer count is what got me.

Mom agreed, “That is true with werewolves.” I sat at the table, just thinking to myself, just wondering if I was going to get to test my theory. I wondered if ice spears would kill a warlock. Willow yawned loudly in my head, “I was wondering when I would get a chance to help you. The ice spears will kill the warlocks. I know, because I’m the one who holds your elemental powers. Singarti just likes to take the credit and I don’t care to let her. I’m not here for power. I’m here to keep you alive and safe.” I chuckled, “Thank you for trying to live peacefully with her. I know it’s not easy.” Willow huffed, “You got that right. Anyway, you can also use your wind power to throw them. If you make

"Mommy, I don't like those resins," Wave whined as she played with her spoon. Willow rolled her eyes, "Don't be a naughty girl and eat your food." Wave sighed and ate her food. Daniel was still writing in his notebook; he had finished his breakfast earlier.

“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.

"You have a younger brother?" "Yeah. He's around your age, I think. How old are you, by the way?" Isaac didn't respond, so Willow gave him a once-over. "So you're not going to tell me, huh? You wouldn't happen to be an underage laborer, would you?" "Of course not!" "I'm just kidding." Willow chuckled. "You're so much like my brother. You've got no sense of humor." "Are you playing games with me?" "Stay still!" Willow pressed his head down. She then took off her scarf and used it as a makeshift bandage, carefully wrapping it around his head.