Cooper X Oliver Novels & Stories

Dexter generated the awareness and hoped it would be enough to ward off Elizabeth. Unfortunately for Dexter, the situation became worse the moment Elizabeth stepped on Dexter's toes without looking back. She pushed him to the wall and got on his last nerves when she said to him. "I still can't believe that you would still claim to be a Cooper. It's damn obvious that you don't care about him. You're just waiting for him to die so you could take over his billionaire empire," "Elizabeth, please stop what you are doing. Enough of the madness. It's no longer funny. That's not how to speak to people. Where are your manners?" Olivia cautioned Elizabeth like a big sister.

If the Coopers kept a close relationship with him now, there would come a day when the Coopers would be able to reap unlimited benefits. Dozens of luxury cars suddenly arrived outside the Coopers’ villa. John came out of the Rolls-Royce and took the lead. He roared with the intent to kill, “Listen up, Coopers! Hand over Collins or I’ll pulverize the Coopers to nothing!”

“Yes, because our own team were the losing competitors. Anyway, we are glad to have you here right now. I will look over your paperwork and then sign you as our co-captain.” “Thank you so much, Coach,” I said, getting to my feet as he got up and shook my hand firmly. His gaze shifted to the door. “Oliver, what are you doing here?” I sighed, then slowly looked there to see Oliver standing there with his two goons, who were also players for our team. “I want to talk to Zayn. Just co-captain things and go over a few rules on how we should play next time.” The coach nodded with a smile on his face.

I feel sorry for whoever ends up being his mate. I switched positions, so I am now stretching my left leg's muscles. Oliver is an introvert who follows the rules, no matter what. You should have seen his face when Charlotte dragged us into the Victoria's Secret store. He ended up excusing himself with Carl and Caroline and taking them to the coin-operated amusement ride a few stores down. He and Jax were two opposite spectrums, yet, according to Charlotte, they were always paired for missions because their warrior skills complemented each other. Jax is the impulsive one, while Oliver is the strategic and calculative one.

What about Olivia? ***

Nella's POV: Suddenly, Oliver came into view. "Oliver, how is Caitlyn?" I stuttered. His furious gaze locked onto me as he approached. "You ungrateful bitch!” He yelled, raising his hands to hit me. I closed my eyes anticipating the slap but it never came, I slowly pried my eyes open to see that Agent Cooper had held Oliver back from hitting me. Tears welled up in my eyes, how could Oliver think of hitting me?

Sam snapped. “It was one hell of a way to meet my mate, but I am thankful I got there in time because even though you were there and you sure as fuck didn’t do anything. You criticize critisise him for being the head leader but you are the fucking Beta and couldn’t protect one of your own, who happens to be my mate, ” Oliver snaps back.

He jumped to his feet and just as I tried to pull my hand back, he tightened his hold and shook my hand, "By the way, hii. I'm Oliver. Oliver Blackbay. You are?" "Uh, I am Carolyn." "Carolyn?" He raised his eyes incredulously, hoping to get my surname. "Carolyn Cooper." I said and he smiled wide. "Nice name, Carolyn. Which Pack though?" "Err, Night Storm Pack." "Oh. Welcome to Red Sky, Carolyn. Nice to meet you. I hope you feel the same about meeting me!" His other hand went around his head to scratch it playfully as his left eye puckered in a wink. I was gaping at him not because I was flattered- I absolutely was because Oliver was a great guy- but because no one ever said that they felt ni

And it ends with him having that cool name. "I-I don't want to mean anything, I just wanted to invite you to cooperate. I heard I also served some humans who asked you for help!" cried Oliver in a voice that clearly seemed to be straining. As if he didn't want to look weak in front of the figure in front of him at this time.

Oliver came up to me and sipped his drink straight from the large bottle while looking at the map. “What do you want to plan?” he asked me. “How to get onto Juniper Moon tomorrow night to kill Cote, then hit Wolfe Ranch again to finish out what we need,” I told him. “So we’re doing this?” he asked to make sure. “Yeah.” “Ok,” he said, nodding his head.