Novel & Cerita Delirium Oliver Novel

The man’s leg shifts slightly under it. A sound breaks in the room. Not pain. Relief. The healer steps closer. “Enough,” he says again. Oliver drops his hands immediately. The light disappears. Silence follows. The man sits up slowly. Then looks down at his leg. He moves it. Carefully. Then fully. His eyes widen. “It is gone,” he says. The healer does not answer. He is already looking at Oliver. Something has changed in his expression. Not fear. Not confusion alone.

Better than a ruthless father like Vincenzo. The world around her blurred. Hot tears trickled down her face as she staggered into an nearby alley, panting profusely and clutching to her stomach But one thing was clear: if Vincenzo Moretti caught her, death would be mercy to what he had in plans for her. --- The sudden jolt of the plane’s wheels hitting the tarmac yanked Olivia Derie back to the present. She sat frozen for a moment, her hand clutching the armrest as the memories faded and she was back in reality; at the airport terminal.

Then— A low roar. A sudden glint—sunlight bouncing off chrome. A car barrels around the corner, tires screeching against the pavement. The world lurches. A scream—mine—rips from my throat before I know what’s happening. I spin toward the sound— Oliver is gone. Not beside me. He’s in the street, tossed like a broken doll. His body lies twisted at an unnatural angle, limbs crumpled, his head resting in a growing pool of blood. Still.

She let out an exasperated sigh and muttered to herself, "These people never listen to the nurse." With a mix of pain and fear, Rithanya carefully lowered herself into the wheelchair. The nurse, showing no signs of empathy, pushed her through the chaotic hallway towards the examination room. Rithanya's unease grew with each passing moment. She felt paranoid, as if she were navigating a nightmare. Along the hallway, she spotted sick patients lying on the floor, adding to her sense of dread. It appeared that many of them had suffered severe burns, likely in a fire accident. The sight was enough to make Rithanya's stomach churn, and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her. As her anxiety peaked

She hugs him back tightly and the fire covers them together, burning them to death. "Oliver!" Emily calls her name when she notices Olivia is about to open her eyes. "Wake up! You are safe now!" She says gently to her. Oliver opens her eyes to the white ceiling on top of her. The smell of drugs hit her. Where is she? Where is Alexander? Oliver gasps loudly and looks beside her but meets the face she didn't expect to meet. "Emily!" She is shocked to see her. "Oliver! You are awake." Emily holds her hand with concern written all over her face.

my mother's voice echoed in my head, reminding me of the concern in her eyes as she held my head, searching for any signs of injury. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was having a heart attack the moment she discovered that my marriage to Rick was merely a contract. "Ayyiii! Jane! What have you done?!" Her cries reverberated in my mind, and hot tears streamed down my face. I stared intently at my matrimonial bed, as if my gaze could make it vanish completely. But it remained, a constant reminder of my shattered illusions. Just another one of my delusional thoughts.

After she left, Oliver sighed and pressed his forehead against the bars. "Sorry I lied to you, Delilah. I don't want that demon to trap you. If you tend to kill him, we'll be out of here. I promise to be a good big brother to you. I promise. Please, protect my sister, God!" mumbled Oliver as he shed tears. DUBRICH, AUCTION HOUSE

** Olive’s POV~ The nightmares faded away. I could sense a man’s fragrance around me. Opening my eyes, I saw a stranger! My body was still too frail to resist a man. Grasping his wrist, I shouted at him. He was very handsome and sounded familiar, but my head was still in a trance to recognize this man. My head was spinning, and my body was burning in the heat. Anger, sickness, terror, all the feelings mingled to make me weak. I pushed him away in a panic.

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 38 **** Oliver didn't reach home till late at night and sneaked Into his room looking as if he saw a ghost and kept glancing at the She had seen him all smoky hot in his denim jeans and casual polo shirt without any hint and trace of sickness so she thought he just needed a disguise to have fun. door at intervals. He sent for a nurse quietly and personally ushered her into his room, the nurse who had seemed all giddy and thought otherwise felt extremely disappointed to discover that he really wanted a real treatment and not what her mind was anticipating.

everyone said "Here," Dad said as he gave Oliver a glass of whiskey "Who are you? And why do Nick and I look like you," Oliver asked Dad "Oliver this is your father, Andrei," Daddy said "What?" He asked and looked at both Daddy and Dad "You're my, Nick, and Olive's father?" over asked "Yes," Dad said Oliver nodded his head and looked at me "You look fat," He said "Ouch asshole," I said after gasping "She's pregnant, ass," Alex said