Willow Sweeney Novels & Stories

Who are both looking at Sandy like she has grown a second head, so I am guessing that this is not her usual behaviour. “That’s right, I take care of Wills, but I am always happy to meet and share tips and tricks with another wrangler/organising aficionado like you Sandy, why don’t you take my details instead and we can share our resources.” Tristan steps slightly protectively in front of me, all smiles as he pulls out his phone and starts to swap contact details with Sandy, she’s not put out, in fact she beams at up at him, happy to have found a kindred spirit. I turn to look at the other woman who has been standing back this whole time her head cocked to the side as she observes the unusual

“She used to be part of Crystal Rose. So was Fiona, the high priestess before her, and so is Willow, the next high priestess. They let Crystal Rose do whatever they like to the rest of us. She is supposed to take care of all of us, be everyone’s priestess, but all she ever cares about is Daniel Jones and her old coven.” “Daniel Jones is dead. I killed him. So is Blaire. She was burned at the stake two nights ago.” “Good. But that means Willow is next. She is Daniel Jones’s daughter and a member of Crystal Rose. She’ll just pick up where they left off.” “She won’t. She wants to renounce her title. She’s nothing like Daniel and Blaire.” The witch narrows her eyes at me. “You’re lying.” “I’m no

“She’s obsessed with Alexander.” Silence fills the room. Lucian bursts out laughing. “Oh that’s amazing.” Evelessa glares at him. “It is not.” “It absolutely is.” Sebastian looks thoughtful. “What’s her name?” “Willow.” Lucian nearly chokes. “Oh no.” I frown. “What?” Lucian straightens slightly. “If she’s the Willow I’m thinking of… she’s a princess.” Wonderful. Evelessa pinches the bridge of her nose. “Yes.”

Ha, it's working! I stretch out my hand, giving her the menu as I let my fingers playfully brush against hers. She blushes hard while Willow sadly directs her gaze out the window again. "I'll get the breakfast burrito, Beautiful," I grin, trying to stay in character. Just seeing Willow become upset is like a stab to my non-existent heart. "Of course!" she chimes, then looks over to Willow begrudgingly, "And you?" Willow doesn't even bother looking over to her, keeping her sad gaze out the window as she slides the menu to her. "I'll just get some water please," she responds.

My alarm was going off so I rolled over and turned it off. I heard my mother hollering from down the stairs. "Willow get up. Your going to be late." I pulled the blanket over my head and yawned. I knew I should've went to bed earlier but I was just starting to get into a really good book and I just couldn't put it down. My name is Willow Addison. I am sixteen and starting my junior year in high school. I have always been a bookworm I guess you can say. Not that I didn't have friends but I have just always been into my studies. I kept impecable grades and stayed out of trouble.

It wasn't one of the usual men that Gregory often occupied the diner with. She stared at him for a brief moment before breaking eye contact. A feeling of sudden doom flooded her heart. Her hands shook, and she steadied them quickly before returning to the diner kitchen to place the order. Willow watched the men from afar,in between their chattering, Gregory and the new guest stole glances at Willow. Willow being an orphan from a young age was very street smart ,she could smell trouble from mile away and today every fibre in her body was telling her to leave the diner. She really wanted to listen to her instinct but the rent was over due and Gregory Greens generous tip would solve her problem

But then, another challenge arises. Willow is flattered by Jim's attention, but she doesn't want to betray her husband or damage her friendship with Jim. She's not sure how to handle the situation, and she doesn't want to hurt anyone. When Willow talks to Jim, she explains that while she appreciates his friendship, she's not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship. She tells him that she wants to continue helping him get back on his feet, but she doesn't want to lead him on. Jim is disappointed but understanding. He's grateful for her honesty, and he promises to respect her boundaries.

“You look beautiful, Willow. I don’t know enough to pick a place for dinner so I figured I would let you. Just name the place and it’s done.” “Oh..uhm..I was hoping for privacy but if we are going public I figure Geoffrey’s italian place is fine. I love their crawfish ravioli” “Geoffrey’s it is then. I thought no time like the present to begin letting the pack know you are my mate. They must accept you either way, might as well start tonight.” “This is true. Alright then, but Sloan, don’t be surprised if it takes some convincing on your end for them to accept me. I just have a bad feeling about all of this.”

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

William, you haven't changed, selfish and disgusting. After saying that, I deleted William from my Line. The moment the last leaf fell, the day of my surgery arrived. Vivian pushed me out of the hospital room in a wheelchair. To my surprise, William was waiting outside. As soon as Vivian saw him, she narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing here? Haven't you hurt Audrey enough?" William's face was haggard and withered, losing the usual liveliness. "Audrey, I know you are having surgery today. I want to come and see you."