Arrow Felicity Oliver Novels & Stories

Feli seemed to have forgotten her current position. "You dare to fight me?! I am your employer, Miss Floy!" "Floy? Who is that?" asked Feli confused. The person in front of Feli also frowned in confusion at Feli's question. "You. Isn't your name Jolicia Floy?" "What? My name is F—" Feli immediately fell silent as she realized something. She closed her eyes, cursing herself silently. Feli forgot that her name was currently Jolicia Floy, not Felicity Jolicia Addison.

When we were finally alone, Father shifted his gaze to me again, and then met Arias who just stood at a corner, with his arms crossed against his shoulder. “Alpha Arias, I'd like to express my gratitude for being by Oliver’s side during the attack.” Arias gave him a curt nod, unfolding his arms. “The pleasure is all mine. Wouldn't be the first time I’ve had to save him.” My heart skipped the same time my eyes widened. Father tilted his head back at me, silently demanding an explanation, before turning back to meet Arias's gaze. His lips curved up in a smug smile when he noticed the death glare I gave him.

He would beat me every time I challenged him. The last girl is Felicity is from the Moonstone pack. She is tall and slim but with curves. Such pale blue eyes they are almost silver and ombre hair a mix of blonde and mousy brown. I don’t like fake hair, but it works on her. It adds to her feistiness.

Chuckling, he called out, "Felicity." The figure turned around, and it was indeed Felicity Marlow, the eldest daughter of the Marlows! "Arlo," she replied meekly, appearing quite unhappy. "It must have been a long journey. I came to give you a ride. Get in." Nonetheless, Arlo walked up and pinched her cheek, teasing, "Who upset you that you can't even smile for me now? Don't worry—I'm here now, and I'll never allow anyone to hurt you."

he said, displeasure clear in his tone. She bowed briefly, flashing a sultry smile. “Sorry, Alpha. I wasn’t finished with pack duty.” Gillow turned to Arda. “Meet Felicia. She’s a Scout—the simplest explanation would be our spy.” Felicia’s eyes flicked back to Arda, her mocking smile still in place. The only thing Arda found she liked about Felicia was what she had said earlier—“But you can reject him if you want.” ***

That was the reason I chose Felicity. * #TBC

The humans aren’t fucking around, and they are far better killers than we’ll ever be. “Oh, a mate,” Felicity says sarcastically. “That changes everything.” She is old. Ancient. And a hundred percent jaded. She doesn’t believe in mates, love, and fate. Nor does she respect the gods. She only cares about the vampires' blood god and his deadly commandments. “I need a healer,” I say, deciding that it’s probably safer to get to the point as soon as possible. “Sure. What kind?” “The kind that can heal wolves.”

He read the documents and found out that Happy’s real name. Felicity Mondragon is 22 years old. Filipino. The only daughter of Helena and Gregorio Mondragon. Her parents cast her away after knowing that she got pregnant when she was 16 years old and delivered a baby boy at seventeen. She has a son named Apollo Mondragon, four years old. Felicity is a single parent, living in a small apartment nearby the club she was working. She also had a tailoring shop before, but it was closed at the moment since she didn’t have any clients. Because of the rumors about her work, her business shut down. At the age of 18, she entered as a waitress at one of Mr. Tan’s clubs. Later on, she became a stripper.

She’s the one who got betrayed. [But she did kill Natalia in the past! Even if it hasn’t happened yet in this plot!] [I don’t think Felicity is going to be a villain. She hasn’t done a single thing so far.] [She didn’t even trigger Natalia’s allergy. What if Duncan has misunderstood her?] I turned over and buried my face in my pillow. Oscar’s message popped up. Oscar: I heard your sister’s wedding is coming up. Are you planning to attend it?

However, Luna has reassured me that despite my age, my position holds significant weight. This reassurance instilled a sense of confidence in me as I waited for the host to arrive. I sensed the curious gazes of some women directed at me, likely wondering why I was present without the Luna. "I apologize for asking," said an older woman seated across from me. Recognizing her as one of the Lunas with whom I could be open, I offered a slight smile, signaling that she could proceed with her question. "Are you the future Alpha Drew's mate?" she inquired, still smiling. I responded, "Yes, I am Felicity Maxwell." Gasps filled the air, and whispers began to circulate. One of them remarked, "I had no