Elliot And Olivia Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Or ten? I wanted to be proud of her. I really did. But all I could think about was how quickly she’d fit in. How easily she seemed to impress everyone. And how I was suddenly... not the brightest in the room anymore. Lola, who had been laughing beside her, turned and grinned. “You guys don’t understand. Olivia always gets the perfect score. She’s like... unbeatable.” Someone snorted nearby. “Usually. But not today.” I glanced at them, then looked away.

Luke looked horrified and I got curious. “No Ellie, we were kids back then, we didn’t know that our kids would be such handfuls, I mean, look at them? Olivia has no sense of direction in her life, and she doesn’t want me anywhere near her. Nick is like a lovesick puppy running after her ass. That is not what we imagined they would be.”

Felix said, his gaze fixed on the stars above. Olivia grinned and said, "Yes, it's...breathtaking." “So what do you do?” Felix asked Olivia. “I'm an art student.” Olivia found herself enjoying Felix's company as they spoke, and as their conversations deepened, she began to flirt with him; she was drunk. Felix tried to keep the conversation light-hearted, he spoke softly, and listened carefully to what she had to say. However, Olivia's emotions were all over the place, she was hurt and angry, and the alcohol she had boosted her confidence.

“That is exactly what I don't know. I don't want him to. I want Trevor. I want Trevor to win.” “You guys have to check the record.” Olive stood up. “By the way, I'm going for drama practice. I'll see you around.” She steals a piece of chips from my plate and leaves. As I continued eating, someone sat on the exact seat olive stood up from..when I raised my head, it's Elliot. My mood changed immediately. Gloomy, anger, sadness, sorrows, disgust. Everything. I just hated him. I packed the rest of my food in the tray and stood up to leave. He holds my hands down, stopping me.

I stopped dead in my tracks and saw him jogging towards me, with Olivia walking behind him. "Breakfast?" "Yeah, we planned to have breakfast today, don't you remember?" I frowned, confused, until I saw the way his eyes were pleading with me. "Oh! Yes! Breakfast!" Elliot grinned and turned to Olivia. "I'm sorry, we can go out some other time. Come on Suzie, let's go." Elliot quickly scurried out of the room and as I took a step forward to follow him, Olivia grabbed my arm firmly. I snapped my neck back, my face filled with awe. "Stay away from Elliot, he's mine."

“Olivia… do you think we could still—” “Still what?” Ivory’s voice cut through the air like a knife. He appeared at my side. Elliot froze. He looked at Ivory like he’d seen his own executioner. And I? I moved without thinking, stepping between them, shielding Ivory with my body. “What do you want, Elliot?” That one move told him everything. His shoulders slumped. “So it’s true. You’ve really given up on us.” I let out a sharp breath. “We divorced a year ago. Of course, I’ve given up.”

I continued, "Sylas will meet and fall in love with the person meant for him. Mate bond or not, love will find a way." We both turned to watch our son, who was now trying to climb on Ryker's back while Jared cheered him on. His dark hair was messy from running, and his laugh was infectious. Olivia turned back to me with a pout that reminded me so much of when we were younger. "Are you sure?" I couldn't help but grin at her expression. "I'm quite certain. Soon you'll realize you have nothing to worry about when we have dozens of grandchildren running around driving us crazy."

"No matter what." I nodded and he continued "I'm going to destroy anyone who tries to hurt you." "I know." He pulled back, meeting my eyes. "I love you, Olivia." "I love you too, Diego." He kissed me. And everything was perfect at that moment. But I knew the storm was coming. And I was going to be ready.

I spat in her face She gave a quizzical look, whatever is going on, I can't wait to take it out on Elian. “What is going on here? I heard shouting from outside.” Elian has returned, now I have someone that would tell me what was really happening. “Elian, What's going on?” I asked with hands hooked on my hips “Welcome home.” He said calmly. He ignored me and went to Olivia, I can’t believe what I was seeing. Elian loathes her already, why was he being so cozy with her? Am I missing something, what could have happened in the last three days that brought them together.

"Our family has promised to hand you over to the Forgers, and you will be Michael's bride! He and Anna are incompatible, she won't produce an heir for him! You will marry him, and save our family name from ruin and embarrassment!" "No! I didn't care if they're compatible or not! I will not marry Michael, and you two should be ashamed of yourselves for even making such a suggestion after hearing what he's done." Olivia retorted, rage and hate evident in her voice. She broke away from her father's grip and walked right back into my embrace, her eyes bright with determination and finality. "Damian is my mate! He's my husband, and I'll be with him whether he's cursed or not!”