Willow X Rash Novels & Stories

“Take it to her right away. She has to drink it while it’s still hot.” I watch as Glenn calls to Tully, taking her to their tent to sort out their little problem. A minute later, Willow joins me, scrunching herself up in a little ball on the log, curling her arms under her body as she stares into the crackling fire. Her lips are blue and she’s shivering so wildly that I'm afraid she'll fall off. “The fire’s not helping?” I ask. “Not even a little.” “Don’t you have some magic you can use?”

She wasn't ready for that this morning. “Hey, girlfriend...Excuse me." Raine pushed Trisha out of her way as she moved over to Mila. “Hey, I've been looking all over for you," Mila added as Trisha stormed off embarrassed. “ Did her mom come to see her at the hospital?" she asked, referring to Willow. She had a really bad fever and stomach bug which landed her in the hospital. “According to Aaliyah, all she did was facetime her and asked for the total amount of her bills once she had been discharged," Mila explained as they walked to their next class.

he coughs while rolling his eyes, “-trust me. I should know. They all couldn’t wait to run the basic tests to find out. I know you like to live in a world of your own, but can we not turn this into another conspiracy?” “He has a point, kid. And anyway, Willow’s from a totally different City. We don’t know if that’s a common colour for fur over there. Time has progressed and, as Elijah said, so have the wolves. Our cousin, Tayen, for example, can outsprint any wolf that challenges her despite being tiny. I can’t do that and I’m double her size,” Dakota joins in, causing Raven to stop dishearteningly in her tracks, “-maybe Willow’s just gifted like her.”

And I couldn't help but notice the worry on his face. Whatever was happening was bad. I wondered just how badly it was going to affect me. "Can I see?" Willow asked. "Sure," I breathed as I kept my eyes on hers. Willow came closer and slowly brought her fingers to one of the scars. I tried not to hiss despite the pain that hit me. Ice stirred within me at her touch and I tried not to think of obscene things as she followed it to my stomach. "That isn't normal, River," Willow replied. "We really need to run those tests. What if it's doing something to you as we speak?"

Vessara stopped a moment too late and bumped her nose against his back. “Ouch…” She rubbed her nose and grimaced. ‘That hurt. It’s probably red now.’ After rubbing it a couple of times, she looked up. A very awkward-looking Mrs. Willow was standing directly in front of them. Mrs. Willow seemed to want to say something, but she didn’t know how to begin. She kept rubbing her hands nervously. When she met Razen’s gaze, she instinctively shrank back. After several seconds, she finally spoke cautiously.

In the fifth year since Ethan used the Wishing Willow to make me obsessively, madly in love with him, he finally got sick of it. He was sick of my nonstop check-in texts, of me hiring investigators to track his location over and over. Most of all, he couldn't stand the fact that every time I found out he was somewhere other than his office or our home, I'd show up and put a silver blade through every woman who got too close to him. After I nearly stabbed Barbara again, he didn't care that I was falling apart. He went straight to Barbara's apartment without looking back. I stood outside the door and watched him gently touch the cut I'd left on Barbara's arm, guilt all over his face. "I can't

I ask warily. "I don't know," Willow says as she turns to look at me. "I don't know whose side she is on." "Why did you take the job?" I ask her quietly. "We could have gone into hiding." Willow snorts with laughter. "Faris will never stop hunting me. I cannot ask you to leave your pack." Brushing her hair off of her shoulder, I look at the mark that is slowly healing on her neck. I have never seen one quite like it. It is a crescent moon with a bright star in the center. Willow shutters as my fingers run over the mark.

We were mean to sleep either in a motel or in the woods somewhere, but this will be okay for a night. “Ow.” A sudden soft sound of pain comes from Willow. “That hurt.” Ash laughs. “It looked like it did. Maybe you won’t go touching crazy animals anymore.” He’s teasing her but I can still hear the worry in his voice. “I attract weird animals all the time, so it’s nothing new.” She grumbles as Han helps her to sit up. What does she mean this happens to her all the time? Just who is this girl?

she says. “You should trust the rest of our mates to think you are as beautiful and perfect as I do,” I say as I kiss along her jaw. “Let me wash you, next and then we can wash each other’s hair,” She chimes, taking the Loofah and effectively changing the subject. ****** “Raff, you don’t have to do this,” Willow says. “I want to. Now, relax,” I say to Willow as I straddle her perfect ass and warm the lotion in my hands before massaging it in.

Roy opened the door to find Willow standing amid a broken pile of glass shards, a chair still clutched in her hands. “I’m hurt. Take me to the emergency room.” Without breaking eye contact with Roy, Willow extended her arm to show a deep gash. Roy was livid. He had never seen Willow so defiant. “Fine. I’ll take you!” Roy gritted his teeth. The rain began to pour as they drove away, growing more intense with each passing moment. Neither of them spoke, their silence weighing down with unspoken words. Willow applied pressure to her arm with a piece of paper while Roy gripped the steering wheel tight, his knuckles white.