Willow X Tigry Novels & Stories

The rope from the middle began to sparkle and it finally halted when she fell on the grass, getting all wet from the water which released from the rope. Nixer wiped his face to chuckle as he winked, "Babygirl, this won't work on me." Willow sensed the amount of power he was holding inside of him...maybe something has happened to him. Willow was the powerful witch but right now her magic wasn't working on him. She stood up to try it one more time and this time, too, she fell on the grass. He stepped towards her and made her stand up on her feet, brushing his hand on her gorgeous face to whisper, "I want you as my companion tonight…" he looked deep into her eyes and all he could see was...ange

the lycan says. Willow pushes her way out of the lycan's arms and straightens her shirt. "Dad," she says awkwardly. "This is my... mate, Osiris. Osiris, this is my father, Ward." I hold out my hand for Ward to shake, but a growl rumbles in his chest. "Be nice," Willow whispers to her father, and he finally shakes my hand. He grips my hand tightly, and I squeeze back just as hard. Ward and I glare at one another until I hear Willow sigh in frustration. "Is the pissing contest over?" She asks. "Because I want to know why my father is in rogue territory."

“Fine, but you stay with me, and we stay far away from the fight. We have to let Ryder do his thing. We have to trust that he knows what he is doing. I hope Brax and Willow are safe. It looks like a shield has been placed around the top of the castle. I wonder if that’s where they are.” “It could be. Brax and Willow are a product of Selene and Typhon. I would assume Ares doesn’t want to anger them so much, but he is determined to kill Ryder. I hope he knows that he will feel the wrath of Olympus sooner rather than later. Ares is breaking every rule in the book right now.”

There's a lot happening, and it's hard to pick something to focus on with sleep still heavy on my mind. Willow and Levi are fighting tons of shifters, some in wolf form, most in human. I recognized Tilly, she was charging towards Levi, who was grabbing men by the jaws and snapping their necks as his sister hurled knives between wolf's eyes. I watched in bleary confusion, still trying to get my bearings after being hidden in my panther's mind for who knows how long.

"It's immediate death if any tries to cross the border" "Oh" Iris's tattoo got a third line added to her tattoo but the third line crossed the two lines she had before. "You have exactly the type of tattoo my mum has," Willow whispered to Iris. "Really?" "Yeah" Willow nodded. "Well, she was married to a werewolf and probably lived here before. Has she ever told you the story of her love and marriage?" Iris asked. "No. But I think that would probably be a great conversation" Willow smiled. "You see?" Iris waggled her eyebrows.

The bond between Kael and Willow flared - Sierra couldn't see it, but she could sense the shift in the air, the way Kael's shoulders tensed and Willow's calm gaze sharpened with protective fury. "That's enough," Willow stated, rising from her chair. She was several inches shorter than Sierra, but something in her posture made her seem larger. "You're angry because you confused proximity with possession. Kael was never yours, Sierra. He was never anyone's property." "And what does that make you?" Sierra hissed. "The savior? The magical cure? You're nothing, Willow. You're a human playing dress-up in a world you don't understand. The only reason you're still breathing is because Kael's wolf go

He announced, lifting the chalice that shimmered with molten gold. As soon as he stated this, I could feel that my soul was feeling a shift, one that I could ni5 quite explain but it felt good and so I let it happen. The ceremony was sacred, ancient, older than even the first wars. It bound not just two bodies, but two souls, two lifelines, two destinies. The blood of the Tiger and the blood of the Wolf, mixed together, would call upon the primal forces that ruled both species, the divine power that blessed unions meant to last for eternity.

Willow. You’re just a bargaining chip. You were created for this purpose only. You are worthless. Willow was lost in thought again, staring through the glass windows of Zephyr Prime. The droids were doing surprisingly well against the harbingers, with their Tachyon cannons and guns, but in some places the stronger harbingers were too hard to beat. He closed his eyes and tried to block the voice in his head that repeated those three lines over and over. He wasn’t useless. He was strong, and he was going to prove it. To the Unnamed, to his friends, and to the world.

My hands worked quickly, untying the ropes while everyone was distracted by the news I had just dropped. "I'm sorry," Willow sobbed quietly, rubbing her red wrists. "Sylvia, I'm so sorry." "Stay close to me," I murmured. Stolas growled, stepping up to Cyprian and grabbing him by the shoulder. "Remember who you are! Remember who I am! Do you want this pack to fall apart over the words of a lying captive? Willow is an abomination born of treason, and she will die today! How dare you choose to believe her over your own father!"

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.