Beck Oliver Novels & Stories

He threw off his shield and slid the sword into the ground so the he could welcome the newcomer. Oliver Burton laughed loudly and shook the outstretched hand. “All right, James?” “How you doing, man?” “Well, you?” Oliver asked, eyeing James. “Have you been on ste- roids?” he asked. James smiled. “Nope. Good food and lots of exercise does won- ders.” By that time Blakeney, Romero, and Eliza had made their way from across the field having seen Oliver themselves. “Thank you for coming Oliver,” Blakeney greeted the Brit with

If anyone found out, they would surely look down upon her. Oliver made a soft sound of acknowledgment and turned to walk downstairs. As Flora passed through the garden towards the backyard, she saw Oliver floating in the swimming pool, resembling a fish swimming lazily. In the morning light, his strong and slender body exuded a seductive charm, except for the ominous blue dragon tattoo on his back, which inspired fear in anyone who saw it.

Oliver stood there, his towering 6’4 body draped in black tie suit. His golden hair was neatly slicked back. Sophie couldn’t remember the last time she saw Oliver in such a formal setting. Normally, he just let his hair down, obscuring the edges of his face. With his hair pushed back, the strong lines of his face were suddenly impossible to miss. “Looking good, Ollie,” Sophie said in a hushed voice, “but I’m Mrs. Beckett right now.”

Theo starts barking off orders about defensive drills, but I’m hardly listening- I’m just ready to get my aggression out. “You defend,” I snap at Olly, and he just nods and takes a few steps back, sinking into a crouch. Olly’s a big guy- he looks like he’s built to be a linebacker. He’s got a thick neck, broad shoulders, and his arms and legs are like tree trunks. His size is a disadvantage, though, because he’s slow. He barely has time to register that I’m coming at him before he tries to move out of the way, and I use a combo move to sweep one of his feet out from under him while pulling him down by the arm.

Even with the straightforwardness, they accelerated the vehicle causing the chilly night wind to sweep over Olivia's body. Suddenly, the 20 year old woman's body bristled. He felt a premonition that made him nervous. Olivia hastened her footsteps even more, as if something was going to happen later. If he doesn't immediately return to the place he currently lives in. Olivia smiled. Forcibly, his feet took steps without orders. Moreover, the footsteps towards the middle of the road. Five meters from where he was, there was a large car laden with concrete that was going very fast.

Oliver closed the door behind him and strode over to me. "Hello, Kayla. I hope you had a good night's sleep." He then laughed to himself as he took out a knife from his front pocket. "It doesn't really matter though, you'd be resting again soon enough. First, I'm going to cut off each of your fingers, just to make this more interesting and I'm going to send them to Carson. The next things I'm going to do to you are going to be very much unpleasant." I watched as he turned his attention to one of the guys in the room. It was the guy who brought me something to eat. "Brett, untie one of her hands." I backed up on the chair and tried to move away but it was no use.

Oliver sighed completely unmoved that his father was aware of his night-scapades. “Have you been spying on me again- “It’s necessary so you wouldn’t cause any trouble though you still did last night- “What? I did?” Oliver said in alarm before Owen lowered his fork and looked up at his son. “Nope…Rio did, didn’t he? But why?” Oliver frowned before he pulled a dining chair to the back and took a seat while the maid standing not too far from the table immediately got ready to serve him his food. “He broke two people’s arms, smashed another’s head and broke another’s leg, he was almost beyond saving I heard he just got outta surgery this morning-

Blake muttered under his breath. “It seems like you overestimated yourself, or…” Oliver laughed without humor. “...you underestimated me.” Clicking his tongue, he continued. “We met after a long time, Blake Turner. I didn’t like your tactics. You broke into my house in the middle of the night and even dared to kidnap my favorite person.” “Don’t cross your line,” Weylin growled, pointing his gun at Oliver.

James Oliver : He is a 29years businessman. He is the heir to oliver groups . He is a player but his heart beat only for one person. Years ago he did a big mistake by letting go the only girl he ever loved and now he wants to get her back at any cost. He is one of most eligible bachelor of New York. Lance Hamilton:

"Yes, your highness." Oliver said bowing down clenching his fists. He kneeled feeling hopeless. He knew he was a coward and couldn't protect his son from the devil's clutch. He should have told everything about king Raleigh to his son earlier so, after they met his son would be cautious, not to test anyone especially his highness. But it was too late now. Who would have thought their fates would be entangled together. The two people from two different worlds just to be met by the games of destiny. Who knew what the future held for both of them?