Zizzy X Willow Novels & Stories

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?”

“Why did you leave and not tell me? Have I done something to offend you, Posey? You know…how I act around you… what I say to you sometimes… it’s just who I am, and it doesn’t mean anything.” “I know.” “Then what’s going on?” Her nostrils flare, but she looks down at her lap, her blush creeping down her neck. “Willow has a list, you know. To sleep with someone from every place she visits. She’s doing it because she likes it but also because she thinks she’ll meet her mate when she gets back to Crescent Falls, and then it’s over. Her life begins.” She wrings her hands, scrubbing the lotion in deeper, like her fingers hurt, especially the tips.

and he started grinding his lower half slowly against her and Aurora didn't know when she started grinding her ass against his throbbing harden c**k. Spoilt Willow

Willow ducked back as Liza reached into her bag with trembling hands, pulled out a crumbled plastic packet, and tossed it into a nearby bin before hurrying away. Willow walked to the bin, her eyes tracking Liza’s frantic retreat. What is wrong with her? She looked down and saw the plastic bag. At the bottom sat a small amount of a fine white powder. Willow’s eyes narrowed. What is that? Something was deeply wrong. She made a mental note to confront Liza during the midday meal. But then, her thoughts drifted back to the penthouse. She touched her lips, a mix of warmth and self-loathing washing over her. She had loved every second of his touch, and she hated herself for it. Sighing, she headed

Alpha Zale demands, leaning forward in his chair and a soft purring vibrates in the room – we all look at Willow in surprise. Alpha Zale is barely keeping his anger in check if she’s having to purr to calm him.

she shot back as she dropped her empty glass and picked up another from a passing server. "Fine," Lance surrendered. "Just let me know when you're about to begin." "So you can find a burrow to hide in?" "Exactly." Lance went back to the backyard, determined to avoid the house for the rest of the party. One of his old classmates, Alexa, was playing on a guitar, so they gathered around her, throwing her song orders and munching meat. Less than half an hour later, Lance's phone vibrated. Before he could finish extracting it from his pocket, one of his neighborhood friends, a thin brunette nicknamed Tangy peeped out from the back door.

Then he goes to kiss my cheeks and then finally my neck. “Now, you should eat so that you can get well soon and we can work on your big appetite for me.” He freaking winks at me suggestively. I don't say anything. I just blush. So typical of Willow. That's the real Willow, not the confident one who shamelessly asks for a kiss.

Willow knew that she didn’t age because the goddess told her that Stacy couldn’t stay with the humans. “This is my home.” She told Stacy. The woman gave her a hug then they both fell into a deep sleep again. Time moved around them, but the two seemed to miss so much of it. When they next woke, they were in Egypt. Stacy went about her life, finding a way to love in the normal world. Willow found a way into the palace of the Pharaoh. Willow helped to heal those around her. The crowned prince fell in love with Willow, but she didn’t see him the same way.

For some reason, she seemed particularly anxious that night. "Penny, I'm already at the entrance of Pavilion Tower. Where are you?" Penny frowned. ‘How did she know that I’d be here tonight? I thought that she wasn’t doing too well. How did she manage to get discharged from the hospital again?’ Willow waited at the entrance in a five-million-dollar Lamborghini that Zane bought her. Zane had told her not to drive alone and that he would hire a driver for her. However, Willow would track Caleb’s whereabouts whenever she had the time and follow him quietly. She would do anything for him as long as he was willing to look at her.