Author Olivia Cunning Novels & Stories

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

Wood grain dragged lightly across her fingertips as her thumbnail sank into a groove, stuck momentarily before she pulled it free, leaving a tiny crescent indentation carved into the timber. She lifted her head to look toward the witness stand. Olivia’s blue coat sloped down from her shoulders forming loose folds on either side of her slight frame. Her face looked small and frail under the stark white lighting, the pale yellow bruise on her cheekbone resembling a faded postage stamp. Her gaze fixed on Jenny, pupils reflecting the bronze chandelier hanging above counsel table. “I have no further questions, Your Honor.”

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

She was about to snap, but Olivia spoke first, her face cold: “Can’t you watch where you’re going? Are you blind?” Olivia had an incredibly feminine appearance, but the moment she opened her mouth, all that softness vanished. Hearing this, Elaine guessed that Olivia had overheard her entire conversation with Cindy—and that she had bumped into Cindy on purpose. “You should be asking yourself that! How dare you talk to me like that? Do you know who I am?” Cindy retorted. Olivia looked her up and down. “Aren’t you Dave’s mistress? A nobody 18th-line actress? What other good identity could someone like you possibly have?”

Lady Winifred Huntington winked. data-p-id=2544914ad7606b8c2f166a25edd578f3,"Wini!" Olivia glanced at her fellow spinster in shock before letting out a completely out of character giggle. data-p-id=f36ded76e0dbc3680ab42da2db4f49ba,Her friend merely grinned, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Wini was a year or two older than Olivia and a lot more scandalous. Olivia turned her attention back to Mr.Townshend and his splendid back.

he commanded us before leaving, his tone leaving no room for argument. A short break came after, and Hunter also excused himself from the judges' table. The two men disappeared behind the stage, clearly off to handle the aftermath of the wardrobe malfunction. "Classic, that's how you get revenge on a bitch," Olivia said, confirming that she had orchestrated the entire humiliating incident. "How could you do something like this to someone?" I asked, flabbergasted by her ruthless behavior. My mind was racing with disbelief and a sense of moral outrage. "How? I told you, Lily. I'll do anything to stop anyone from pursuing my men. If you think I'm the bad guy, then you're mistaken. You don't kno

I blinked, pushing away the dark thoughts, and followed the indicated direction. Olivia appeared during the break, a young woman — perhaps twenty-eight years old —, light brown hair tied in a low bun, some strands escaping and framing her face. Her smile was easy, welcoming, and she carried in her hands a notebook with children’s stickers on the cover. Exactly as in Rowan’s description. “Hello! I’m Olivia. You are…?” She extended her hand with kindness. “Emma.” I used the made-up name, shaking her hand firmly. “Emma Sullivan.”

“Their family has handed us the preliminary construction work. I want our end executed with precision.” Just as we stepped toward the elevators, a voice cut through the air like a sharp whistle. “Well, well. Look who’s playing boss today.” Olivia. Her heels clicked obnoxiously on the marble tiles as she strutted toward us in an ivory pantsuit that probably cost more than the last two months of payroll. “I hope you ladies know,” she began, flashing a faux-smile at the three women behind me, “that she’s not only an ex-convict but also engaged while shamelessly flirting with another man. Scandalous, isn’t it? Imagine the PR disaster.”

“I was hoping to find you here, “ I smile at Olivia and close the door carefully behind me. “I hope I am not interrupting anything. “ I say. As if I can interrupt anything she does. “Conor, I am so glad to see you. “ she gets up and comes to greet me. Olivia kisses one of my cheeks, then the other. “We live in the same hours, and it's’ surprising how rarely I get the chance to see you. “ Olivia says. “I am quite busy at the office. “ “Of course. Philip tells me the same. “ She looks marvellous as always. Olivia is wearing a creamy-coloured dress with nice, matching shoes, but not high- heels. Her hair has already been made and I catch the faint scent of her Chanel number 5 perfume. She is a

Olivia could only use her palm to gently spank her forehead in distress. "Yeah, I do. But I'm not interested; it sounds odd to me." Olivia refused, shaking her head and cringing at the thought of calling her gynecologist, sister-in-law. Olivia had met Claire back in high school. They were both the best students in different grades. Claire Collymore was popular for being an intelligent chemist. Her ability to define compounds and make mixtures and solutions in the laboratory was top-notch and unmatchable. whereas Olivia was known to be the brain with the installed scientific calculators. She could calculate the longest equation in the shortest duration.