Zizzy X Willow Novels & Stories

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.

Chase had gotten a brace and an own goal from a defender had given the opposing side a consolation goal. While Rex was hard at work giving his brother useful tips on how he could work his way to becoming Captain of the school team, Lance thought it the right time to go hunt for some snacks. That was when he caught sight of the girl who was with the two women in the stands. Sure enough, they were talking with the goalkeeper, consoling him it seemed. The little girl turned slightly, showing her face to Lance. It was Lisa! She saw him and waved, showing her incomplete teeth before alerting her mother to his presence.

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.

His hand moved faster, firmly, and I gasped, the edge creeping closer. “Enzo,” I whined, my voice breaking apart as my body tingled. I could feel the rush from deep within me, pushing with heat to the surface. He suddenly grunted, his thrusts speeding up, his thighs slapping against mine. "Fuck, I'm so close. Ah, Jade. Fuck." Warmth spilled between my thighs, and the sound of his groan pushed me over. His hand kept working me, jerking me faster as he spilled his warmth over my thighs, grunting uncontrollably behind my ear.

“Every time I watch him practice shirtless, drenched in sweat, gripping his stick like he was born to ruin things… I touched myself under the bleachers, praying the guilt will feel worse than the high.” “Oh my God. Willow. You are writing erotica about your brother? Don't tell me you have a crush on him.” Delaney laughed and raised it for everyone to see, and they started whistling and laughing too. “What a slut!? Willow is obsessed with her brother.” “I didn't know nerds could get turned on.” They kept talking, and Delaney gave me a satisfactory smile, like she was just told she won a World Cup. Lucas is going to hate me now—FUCK.

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.

Willow calls from somewhere in the apartment. Both Zael and I turn our heads in the direction of her voice. “Go be with your mate,” Zael says. “Love each other, make babies, there’s no greater joy in this world. Trust me, I should know.” Concerned about the sudden sadness in his voice, I turn my head back to ask him if he’s okay, but he’s already gone. Willow steps out onto the patio, briskly rubbing her arms. “Why are you standing out here in the cold?” she asks.

“How about this, Azalea, when he comes back I’ll sit with you, and you can ask him. Does that sound good?” “You’ll really let me? Zander has us practising on teddies and things.” Willow laughs slightly. “Teddies are a great starting point, but they take less power, magic and energy to manipulate. Someone as big as Alaric or a vampire requires more effort. As I said though, it’s Alaric's choice. He’s still wary of magic, so I wouldn’t get your hopes up too much.” Azalea nods, thanking Willow before scurrying off back to her room. Willow glances around her; she needs to feel happy here. She doesn’t though, and that feeling she has always had seems to be growing.

"You make it sound so good. Aren't you just interested in her because of her background? If I were also a rich young lady, would you give up on me?" Initially, Willow had hoped to have a calm and rational conversation with Zenovia. After all, she did not want to lose either of her cash cows. If Zenovia could just admit her mistake and show some humility, maybe Hestia would forgive her and she could keep the endorsements from the Tuckers and Duvals. However, Zenovia came at her with a snide and sarcastic tone from the get-go. Willow was not about to tolerate it any longer. "You don't have to look at me like that. I've already signed a contract with Far Horizon Entertainment. Starting tomorrow