Willow X Boscha Novels & Stories

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.

Tinashe wondered and just at that moment, the elevator opened and Blake, the one In charge of prints walked in. “Willow?” He asked in surprise. Blake was Willow's cousin and a very naughty man. He had been in prison several times but it didn't affect his ability to work because his uncle owned the company. “Blake? You're back!” Willow hugged him. “Yeah, I just got back and now uncle wants me to take these stupid brochures upstairs!” He waved them off. Willow squinted her eyes to take a closer look and noticed Rose’s name was there. Her face frowned as she asked,

“…yeah.” Willow stares at Aretha again. Long. Uncomfortable. Then she sighs dramatically. “Well that’s disappointing.” Aretha steps forward again. “Say one more word.” Willow lifts her chin. “You’re too old for him.” Aretha lunges. Alexander grabs her instantly. “Whoa!” “Let me go!” “No!” I step between them calmly. And look directly at Willow. “You’re not exactly young yourself.” She frowns slightly. “…I’m two hundred years old, I'm older than you all.”

Willow was the boss, the middle-aged and elegant woman who gave out tasks to younger ladies at the club. "Where the hell have you been at?" Willow surged out an angered dab at Elaine. "Sorry, Willow. I rushed out to get some drugs," Elaine couldn't think of a better lie. "Some drugs?" Willow arched her brows, surprised at Elaine's words. She was chubby and pretty. But she prided in her authority which endeared most clients to her. And by this, she passed on jobs to those under her. "You lying to me, bitch?" She didn't like jokes being played on her.

Roman rasps, and I know, without a shadow of a doubt, I may have just carved an impassable rift between the two of us. But if I play my cards right and take the heat, he might have a real chance of happiness for himself. Willow can sense it, I think, when I tell them everything, leaving Posey’s bigger secret, her fox form, out of the conversation entirely. All the while, her hand remains on his wrist, slowly creeping down until their fingers are intertwined.

I start to hyperventilate, and I automatically shift due to not be able to breath properly. Thomas POV We were laying by the river. I was watching Willow’s wolf. Her wolf was a sight to see. A beautiful black, like an Alpha, yet she was more petite. In the sunlight the markings under her black fur had a gold sparkle. I had been assisting Willow with her research under her fathers’ orders to stay close and we believe that the markings were of Celtic origin. I’ll admit I cared a lot for her and somewhere along the way my feelings for her became more sincere. I followed my orders, but I didn’t need to. She was intoxicating to be around and there was something different about her that drew me in

The server nodded and seemed to ask him something, to which the Boss replied with a short nod. "Mmm? What did you want?" still in a dreamy state, her voice husky, she asked The Boss what he wanted with the server. Oh, nothing for me to worry about? Sure. The song had almost come to its end when a lady appeared at their table and handed the Boss a beautiful bouquet of flowers with a courteous smile. The Boss took it from her hand and mouthed a thank you. He then presented the bouquet to Gina, "For you, Gina. To complement that beautiful dress you have on you. I like it," he said simply, with a smile. Oh! First, you ask me to have dinner here and now flowers, too? The night was too good for he

Before Eskal could respond Willow burst into the doorway of the booth, a slew of warriors behind her. “Why are you here?” Willow grated out, her tone accusatory, as she glared at Eskal. He locked eyes with me, green the color of Spanish moss threatened to engulf me. A small smile quirked the side of his mouth. I swallowed hard, my mouth felt as though it were full of cotton.

William complained. "Actually close to hundred, Zolomon's crew. All made hybrid just for me and you guys," Willow revealed. "Well that's messed up," Lucy said. "Don't worry, we're going," Willow said moving ahead. "I have a plan." A MANSION DOWNTOWN:

I said calmly, and he motioned me to speak. "I, Willow Brooks, reject you, Alpha Christopher Walker as my fated mate," I said, feeling a huge pain in my heart. Christopher was shocked, but the pain he felt overrode his shock as he clutched his chest and went to sit at his desk. I remained on my feet. I felt the bond severing, and I was waiting for him to accept the rejection. I hoped the break would be complete this time around. He looked confused and in shock. I bet he did not see that coming. I was sweating and in pain, but I was happy that at least I got to reject him this time around. I was proud of myself. I waited for him to accept, but he was too shocked to say anything.