Author Olivia Cunning Novels & Stories

What about Olivia? ***

I hear a female voice through the intercom. “Rebecca Corvino?” I ask shyly. “Yes? Who is this?” The woman asks. “It’s Olivia... Corvino...” I reply. The building main door opens. “Come on in, Olivia. 11th floor,” The woman says. I step inside the building and walk to the elevator. My hands are shaking as I press the button. Once I reach the 11th floor I walk to the apartment 112. Rebecca is already waiting for me under the doorframe. I recognize her immediately, she has the same eyes as Stefan. She is so pretty and tall, like an elf, her blonde hair sparkles. She smiles at me with the same kindness as Agatha and embraces me effusively.

She is an innocent woman who has been framed by a cunning man named Scout Voyage. "I was drunk and framed so I didn't realize what I was doing." "And you're not telling me the truth," said Sian with a booming voice. "You must be playing with fire behind my back a lot when I'm not home? Huh, you bitch! You have deceived us all with that disgusting innocent face of yours.” "I never wanted to deceive you," Olivia replied defensively. She couldn't stand all the insults that Sian kept throwing at her because she was emotional. "I was framed by Sc..." Olivia reflexively stopped her words and turned panicked when Sian glared at her.

“Six years! You gave him six years of your life and then he has the guts to cheat on you with that snake. As if that isn't humiliating enough, they had the audacity to parade their engagement in your face in public? I want to find him and pop his balls. No, I want to pop his head.” “You want to pop his balls or his head? Which one?” “Come to think of it, I think I’d gladly pop both.” I couldn't help but let out a small, tired laugh. Olivia was always the funny, loud one. The complete opposite of me. She was the crazy type people didn't mess with. She was also the type to spend her last dollar to get the latest Louis Vuitton bag or a designer dress. She was fashionable, an extrovert, and fier

That was the nature of the competition. “Come now, honey,” I said. Elva pouted but she obliged. Nicholas released her hand and she walked into my waiting arms. I lifted her up against me, and she rested her head against my shoulder. “Are you coming, Prince Nicholas?” Olivia said, all smiling confidence. She was beautiful in a low-cut purple velvet gown. “We really shouldn’t keep my benefactor waiting.” “Or mine,” Lilliana said, chiming in. “Yes. We’ll go soon, but first I must –”

Her face was perfectly made up despite the early hour, not a hair out of place, but I could see the faint shadow of yesterday's bruise around her nose that even the concealer couldn't completely hide. "Hey virgin loser, did you receive my present?" Olivia asked, her voice sickeningly sweet as she snickered excitedly amongst her minions like she had done something worthy of an Oscar award. Cindy and Mindy flanked her like perfectly dressed bodyguards, their identical smirks making them look like cartoon villains.

He wasn’t sure he could keep it together when those clothes came off for the scene. He had cast Olivia Bright specifically with this sensual scene in mind. She was a former p**n star, acting under the name Ollie Love, and Nick’s hope was that her internet fame would bring attention to his small Audience. How did I get a damn p**n star to act in my movie?, he wondered. He never imagined he’d get to see Ollie Love naked in person. Would he be drooling for the entire scene? Stay professional, dammit!

Beyond that was the creak of tree branches and the occasional call of an owl. On the other side of Claudia’s bed, Olivia just seemed to stare into space. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, but I knew she thought, quiet rightly, that her understanding of the Luna’s position was her greatest strength. I admitted I was proud she was my son’s wife, though I certainly had nothing to do with it.