Arrow Felicity Oliver Novels & Stories

Isadora said before realizing as she admired Little Lucas who played by his mother's feet who sat under the shed. "What?" Insecurity doused Felicity's very being, "How do you know if he is mine?" Felicity's voice was stringent. Yellow. Before her eyes, she witnessed a Yellow Felicity unravel, wrapped under many layers of darkness. Not like such darkness was non-existential before, she had done a better job hiding it.

Her arms were starting to ache a lot more now after carrying such a heavy tray and trying to balance it so as not to spill anything. As she turned around, the crowd burst into an elegant round of applause. She was curious to see the newly-arrived guests but not enough to stop her from working. Well, that was the case until the MC introduced them. “The heirs of the C&L Property Group…” the MC started to say enthusiastically. “Mr. Ethan Gray Collins and Ms. Stephanie Lopez!” Her eyes went wide in shock and she almost dropped her tray. Luckily, even when she was surprised, her reflexes worked just fine and she was able to catch it in time.

“And Nolan has always carried that kind of gravity.” Ellie swallowed, her composure cracking at the edges. “My babies,” she whispered. “They didn’t ask for any of this.” “No,” Alaric agreed. “And that is precisely why they must be protected.” Her hands curled into fists, nails biting into her palms as the rest of the vision settled into place. The shadow woman. The outcast followed by blood. There was no escaping it anymore. “It’s Felicity,” Ellie said quietly. “She’s both. She’s always been obsessed—she just learned how to weaponize it.”

Not even a second later, Mia's frame changed back as well and in front of them, instead of a siren, laid a woman, who's blue eyes were glazed completely over. Felicity was still and her hands shook while she stared at the body; her eyes were wide and blood dripped from her mouth. "I—I didn't know what do to…I just…acted on instinct." "Well, your instinct was obviously correct. How did you know?" "I—I didn't. I just thought…she was really annoying me." Waverly chuckled. She wasn't wrong; the siren did talk a lot. Felicity turned her gaze to Waverly and she looked at her, amazed. "Miss, your face…"

Beyond the platform, several wolves walk the perimeter, their snouts in the wind and their attention split between watching the outside and watching the gathered crowd. Felicity clearly doesn’t skimp when it comes to protection, which makes a hell of a lot of sense, given her history. After a few moments, Felicity descends the stone stairs to the ground and strolls over to us. Her long blonde hair is pulled into a low ponytail today, and although she’s dressed casually, she exudes confidence and power. All four of us stand to greet her. She offers Frost a surprisingly genuine smile. “How are you feeling today?”

“You’re Felicity Walker? Are you really Jeremy’s girlfriend? Why do you look so similar to Madeline?” “Hi Aunty, this is my business card.” Felicity smiled and handed her business card over. “I’m a psychologist and I’m carrying out psychological intervention with Jeremy, hoping to help him regain his vision. As for why I look so much like Jeremy’s ex-wife, I’m also quite surprised.”

I had Ben pass a message to Joe for me. Just one line. "Mom's death wasn't what it seemed." He must've started digging after that. Still, when he showed up in front of me with what he had found, it caught me off guard. Felicity really was William's child, just not in the way he had claimed. She hadn't been switched at birth. Her mother was William's first love. They ran into each other again and picked things back up.

I wished he would make up his mind before it was too late. If he did not want to lose his wife, he better choose Christina over Eden who was already dead. Besides, why would he continue to cling to someone who was already buried a couple of years ago? "Did you hear about Vincent, Mom?" Felicity asked. She was chatty among the siblings and was considered the sunshine in my parent's eyes. Whenever she was around, she had this gift to make everyone feel better. Excluding me. Not any ounce of happiness would penetrate my heart right now.

Harrison and Derrick were chatting with Justin, while I and Harrieth were talking with Mum and Aunt Ashley. Aunt Ashley kept hammering on the fact that I was looking so beautiful. well everyone also complimented me. She expressed her joy, concerning the fact that I was going to tie the knot with her crazy ass son. It had always been so noticeable that Oliver was Aunt Ashley's favourite right from time. "Good evening Dad" It was so clear that Oliver had arrived, as a different fragrance of cologne hit my nose. He walked towards his parents who were sitting directly opposite me on the table, so I practically couldn't see his face.

An officer was the one who opened it. She then stepped down from car, Felicity looking utterly confused as she couldn't yet deduce who it's that hide under the face cap. She exuded authority and power with the way the officers treated her and it's best wise she treats her with all the respect she could harness. As Diana approached Felicity standing rooted to a particular spot and military officers escorting Diana. Felicity felt an uneasy familiarity with this approaching figure. She thought he would definitely be a male soldier but turns out she is a female soldier. And seeing her badge, Felicity's heart skipped. A sergeant general? But the company did nothing to trouble the military!