Callmeolivia Face Novels & Stories

I ask, bringing a hand to her face to caress her cheek before forcing her to release her bottom lip, which she was biting too hard. "I am Olivia," she says in a small voice, "We are only one." "That's not true, Omega. Olivia would never do this," I reply, "Please, go home. I can't help you this time." Olivia nods and frowns, her eyes still dilated so I know her omega is still in control, so I'm a little surprised when she steps away and stares at me with an anger that makes my skin crawl, literally. My gut is telling me this isn't right. Olivia smells like pure anger and dispair.

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Talk to you later. [Olivia] 💦

I chuckled. “you are such a drama queen.” “wait Liz, who is this pretty girl?” Olivia asked, Shit did I just forget Becca again? I quickly turned back to look at her but was quite surprised at the expression on her face. Her mouth was wide opened and she was not blinking. “Becca.” I called actually worried but she blinked once, blinked twice, before looking at me and then at Olivia. “is that the real Liv Holly?” “yeah, where are my manners?”

"Don't you have better things to do?!" Everyone starts laughing, including the young girl keeping to the shadow of the minivan. When I look at her, she steps forward. Her hair is long and brown, and thick, dark lashes frame her olive eyes. She is beautiful, but I still don't trust her—I have a bad feeling about her. "My name is Olivia," The girl reaches out her hand towards me, smiling radiantly with her white teeth. "It's a pleasure to meet you." I stare down at her hand, then back into her eyes. "Are you a human?"

At that moment, the world seemed to just stop, Olivia’s tiny body seemed to have just been struck by lightning during the day. His eyes almost popped out and his heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. The name that Alexis had never imagined would be called had reached her ears. How could this crazy thing happen in real life. “Wait a minute, I want to show you something,” Olivia immediately opened her cellphone to find the latest Camellia photo. “Is the Camellia you are referring to this girl?” Olivia showed the photo on her cellphone screen.

She tried to explain it to her. Eliana sighed and dragged Olivia up to a mirror. “Olivia, take a look at yourself; is this you? Real Olivia would have worn this in your school last year of your high school party?” Olivia looked in the mirror as a result of this. What she saw was not a familiar face looking at her but rather the polar opposite of her. Her previous self would never have worn this to a party, with black jeans and a simple plain top. No accessories, just a lot of makeup to hide her true face. Instead of boots or heels, wear sneakers.

She has to escape! “Madam! Madam Olivia?” Rose’s voice brings her back to reality and she involuntarily turns her gaze at her. For the first time she notices Rose properly. She is a beautiful girl in her early twenties! Elder to Olivia off course but yet she is very sweet and looks the same age. Her face is just as innocent as she is. Her pink lips are thin and prominent, in contrast to her dark brown skin and deep black eyebrows. Her face is oval and she has medium length black hair and thick and long eye lashes. When she smiled, which she often did, she had two tiny dimples that added to her beauty! For the first time Olivia realised that despite her dark skin, the girl was a genuine beaut

“Why? Did you two fight?” “Huh?” Olivia lifted her head up and looked at me curiously, “you are frowning as soon as I talk about her.” I raised one of my eyebrows, “are you usually this observant?” Olivia proudly gives me a teasing smile while wiggling her eyebrows, “my friends call me a shaman.” “I should keep a good distance from you then.” I bantered. This girl then put her right hand above her left chest, faking a hurt expression. Not to forget, accompanied by her dramatic sigh.

he said, his tone laced with clarification. Celia waved him off, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ryan, you’ve been giving orders since you were a kid. Why would you change now?" She turned to me, her expression softening. "So, tell me, what’s your name, sweetheart?" "Olivia," I answered, keeping my tone polite. "Pretty name. How old are you, Olivia?" "Um, nineteen," I replied, feeling her curious gaze bore into me. “I'm an Omega."