Willow X Zizzy Novels & Stories

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.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

He seemed like a little dog obeying his master, It was as if Daisy had an unwarranted control over him, and I despised it more than anything, it irritated me to no end. I couldn't resist making disapproving faces and gestures while hoping to convey my embarrassment towards Christopher's behavior. As I stood there, fully immersed in my silent protest, an unexpected force pushed me from behind, causing me to stumble and fall right in front of Christopher and Daisy. It was Willow, the notorious troublemaker. She hastily apologized, her voice dripping with insincerity. "Oh my goodness! I am so sorry," Willow exclaimed, pretending that the act had been unintentional. Satisfied with her accomplish

Willow was past caring about where they were at the moment. She seemed to have forgotten that they were in the middle of a party and more than hundreds of alphas were there. If Harrison was going to go crazy, then they should do so together. Willow raised her chin higher, “You said you like my curves, that they are better than hers.” Willow's voice was loud, attracting a few frowns and glances. “Am I lying? Tell me you haven't told me before that my curves are better than hers?”

The silence that followed was full of warmth, not emptiness. Willow stepped forward then, holding a small woven bracelet she’d made, clumsy but full of heart. “This is for you,” she said shyly. “It’s colors for strength. And healing.” Twix crouched, taking it with a reverence that made something in my chest tighten. “Thank you,” he said. “I’ll wear it.” And he did, slipping it onto his wrist immediately, his fingers brushing the threads as though anchoring himself to them. Elysia wiped at her eyes. I pretended not to notice.

“Our Willow Creed has just been nominated for three Hugo awards, putting Lahey Publishers up there with Tor and Ace Books! Not to mention that her book series just got signed for a three-season deal with N*****x!” Did I just hear right? I push Zack away gently, keeping the smile plastered on my face and waiting for him to finish. “So, this evening, we are here to honour the flame that started it all,” Zack then turns my body towards him, cupping my face with his hand. “Thank you, Willow. Without you, we wouldn’t have this.” What he does next happens so quickly that I couldn’t even respond; his lips were on mine in a gentle peck, but I felt his tongue inching into my mouth. The crowd applauds

If I’m not careful, I’m about to lose my Executive Assistant and council representative for Omegas. [“Do you know what a Toniar is?”] I ask Colin and Anders through our link. They both give me a subtle shake of their head. [“Find out, Sandy just said she’s special and called her a Toniar.”] Meanwhile Wills has walked straight over to Georgia who is throwing out pheromones likes she’s in heat. It makes my nose itch as the clove, orange and musk scent hits me. Wills holds out her hand to Georgia with a friendly smile that I see Georgia respond to with interest. “Hi I’m Willow.”

He gestures towards the entrances and exits, probably offering him advice or guidance. I venture deeper into the bakery, and my face lights up the moment I spot my best friend. With her hands confidently placed on her hips, Willow surveys the menu on the artistic chalkboard as if her entire future hinges on this one decision. Her long, frizzy brunette hair is adorned with pale blue cat-eye sunglasses. Willow is as unique as her style: mint-green pants, frilly Victorian sleeves peeking out from a zebra-print sweater, mismatched sequined heels, and a watermelon-shaped purse. No one can imitate or replicate this girl.

After she had come off her high, her waist fell back on the bed and her body shook as smaller shock waves rippled through her. Lance didn't waste any time. He quickly crawled up her body again, his penis harder than ever. She threw her arm around him as his mouth invaded hers and she could feel the taste of herself on his lips. He was kissing her with reckless abandon and humping her crotch wildly. So she reached down in search of his penis and found it hard and dripping. It was a handful, both in length and width. She gave it a quick stroke and the flow of precum increased dramatically. Waiting no further, she ran the tip of his tool down her slit, making both of them shudder violently befo

Darian accidentally launched his into the bushes. Solana had shifted back into Serenya, now wrapped in a light blanket and sitting quietly beside Cheyenne, who was tossing popcorn at Gunner like it was a sport. “You did good today,” Cheyenne said, glancing her way. “Miss Wiggles was a hit.” “Do not call her that.” “Oh, it’s too late. I’m getting her a monogrammed saddle.” Serenya chuckled, and something warm filled her chest. Maybe it was the fire. Maybe it was this found-family feeling she didn’t realize she’d needed so badly.