Willow X Player Novels & Stories

she said, hugging me so hard that I couldn't breathe. Willow was the daughter of Mira, my nanny, and Egon, the Head Warrior. They are both water elementals who chose to come to the Earth Kingdom when the war started. They were the only of their kind in our whole Kingdom. But I know that many others are living in the Air Kingdom. So her mother being my nanny means we grew up together. Willow is like my sister. My little sister. Ok, maybe not that little. She is 18. When she turned 16, she decided to be a warrior like her father. So she trained here for a year, and then she went to the Air Kingdom for more intensive training.

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.

Layla POV All the pups that Willow brought with her now have homes; it never ceases to amaze me how quickly children can adapt to new surroundings. Willow and Riley have marked each other. Willow is a beautiful she-wolf with a loving nature; Riley and Willow are perfect for each other. Darius and I are on our way to my territory; Anita has gone into labor, and Diana is there, but both Zach and Anita have asked if I could be with her in case Zach passes out as Drew did.

Quill answered. Without replying to him, Howard was staring at the willow tree that was standing by the river as it was bending down to it. The tree looked so weak like it would break if the wind hit it when the truth is they never bend! Except for its sorrowful state, it's strong enough to defeat the wind.

I looked over her shoulders to see Andre, but his seat in the living room was empty. Where did she go? I wanted to ask. But I did not. Willow noticed my look, and smiled. “He went outside to talk to Lucas. Pack Buisness, I suppose.” “Oh,” I said and smiled stiffly. Willow chuckled. The sound was like music. “You know, Andre did not introduce up properly before.” Then she held out her hand. “I am Willow. Willow Bennett.” I took her hand. It was soft. “Lillian Stewart.”

He had notice something growing on its trunk, a smooth bump that was a size of a person’s face, worrying that it was a parasite he had tried to gently claw it off, but deep green liquid had ooze out, he had gotten scared, afraid of hurting the tree and decided to let it be, That night he had slept on the roots of the willow. Restless he couldn’t shake the feeling of violence inside of him, his beast growling and twitching, he wanted blood, he glanced back from where he stood pressing his face on the tree as if telling her he would come back, he ran. He needed to release such anger. ...

Willow grinned. “We’re gonna have no real time together this weekend.” “So we’ll do it next weekend.” I smiled. “Yeah you’re right. I gotta get my game face on. And let’s make it interesting.” “How?” Willow asked. “Whoever gets the most over the weekend gets to pick every single sexual position for the whole week.” Willow’s eyes lit up. “Oh you’re on. I’m gonna have fun telling you how to fuck me.” “I don’t need you to tell me, I know exactly how to give it to you.”

"I'll need a couple of hours, but I found proof that she isn't who, or what she says she is." Willow wouldn't contact me with something like this unless it was worthy of my notice. The little omega has become even more dependent on me now that her rogue mate is dead. Knowing he died by Sly's hand only makes her even more loyal to my cause. She wants to see my mate fall to his knees. She doesn't realize I'd never let that happen. He's mine. Nobody gets to touch him. But Willow doesn't know that. A gardener doesn't tell the spade her intentions before digging up the weeds. Willow is nothing more than a tool. A useful, intelligent, savvy tool that I will protect and keep nice until I no longer

“We have been playing it since you left. So far, I have gotten the best score. Willow can't play.” “Yeah, the same way you can't play my dress-up games better than me.” Willow folded her arms, glaring at him. “Of course, I'm good with those games.” “Because it's very girlie.” River made a face at that, earning him a smack from a furious Willow. “It's not too girlie! The game is for ladies.” “And you are a lady?” River chuckled. “You are still a baby, Willow. You are five.” “Almost six!” Willow argued, folding her arms.

Cash said. She pressed the rabbit ears harder against Willow’s clit, making her squeal. “I’m going to,” Willow whispered. “Are you, now?” Cash asked, pulling the vibrator almost completely out of Willow’s pussy. “Fuck,” Willow said. “Please don’t stop...” “I don’t let my paypigs come without paying the f*e,” Cash said. Willow groaned. Cash pulled the vibrator completely out and began barely touching Willow’s outer lips with it. “Are you going to pay the f*e, Willow?”