Empty By Olivia O'brien Novels & Stories

I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something Derrick raised an eyebrow. “Silver Moon Pack? I've never heard of it.” “It's a small, isolated pack,” I replied quickly. I didn't want any suspicion. “We keep to ourselves.” I added to make it sound more believable He seemed to accept my explanation, nodding slowly. “Alright, Olivia. If you follow my lead, you might just manage to survive.” I was ready for anything at least to stay alive, I had to play this role perfectly. “Understood,” I said, firmly, trying hard to blend in.

Olivia "I can't find the reason why you didn't tell me the truth, Olivia! I thought we're best friends. Didn't we promise each other that no matter what happens, no matter how difficult the situation is, we won't keep secrets from each other?" Matthew said with a distant look and a serious face. I could only sigh in response to what he said. Even I, until now, am still confused. But no matter what I do, I can't turn back time, right? It already happened and there's nothing more I can do.

She looked the part of the grieving, betrayed fiancée; her eyes were slightly red, and the way her voice trembled made my skin crawl. “Please, everyone, one question at a time,” Evelyn said into the forest of microphones. Then, she looked directly into the camera lens. “Yes, her name is Olivia Brown. My fiancé, Liam Smith, had twins with her. It is a reality I have tried to handle with grace, but I cannot stay silent anymore. Because of the love I have for Liam, I decided to accept those children as my own, despite the fact that their biological mother is nothing but a wretched, opportunistic slut who is trying to dismantle our family.”

The world would know who the real Olivia was. Yet, outside the window, a watchful figure was lurking, and Olivia was unaware that a far greater threat was shadowing her hopeful steps. Olivia Levine sat in her minimalist study, staring at the computer screen with eyes that were growing tired. Every inch of her life now felt heavy, like a persistent feeling she could never shake. All the accomplishments she had achieved, all the pride she had built, seemed unable to cover the emptiness that still remained in her heart. Outside, the rain poured relentlessly, creating a lonely atmosphere. But inside Olivia's heart, the void felt deeper still. Something within her was beginning to fracture.

“It’s nature. Ryan’s divorce opened my eyes to a lot. Trust me, Enzo is way more important than Ryan in every way. He can’t measure up to ENZO’s success.” “Ryan is nothing compared to that man. If you eventually get closer to this man, you’d have enough to put that idiot in his place for good. He’s nothing but a charade; he thinks you can’t survive without him. He’s ridiculous.” She smirked, nodding her head while filling my glass. She was only doing this because she felt I’d take her along with me so she could appear on the news as well. Olivia has always wanted to appear on the large screens or in the newspaper, but no one has even bothered to check her article or her writing.

That’s all I think about as everything goes black. Olivia POV I should have known this feeling of contentment couldn’t last. The look on Connor's face when he answered the phone burst the bubble I have been happy living in for the last few days. I watch with apprehension as I watch the blood drain from his face. I can’t hear the conversation but I know it is nothing good.

' Robert hesitated, his words coming out in choked sobs. "What do you see!" I yelled. "Troy there is a large gash on olivia head that is bleeding a lot. She appears to have hit it difficult on some thing or been attacked. She is unconcious, but with the blood loss she would possibly no longer make it if she doesn't get hold of scientific care soon" Robert explained. "She is naked and her physique is distinctly beat up... she appears light but she is alive. We have to get her returned to the pack physician as quickly as possible...." he added, however I should tell he was once leaving something out.

Olivia replied. “The news of Eli’s disappearance is out now, so you can probably expect to get some crank phone calls,” Glen replied. Olivia sank back down into the kitchen chair. The strength that she had displayed since she’d come downstairs seemed to drain away. She closed her eyes as her shoulders drooped. When her eyes opened again, she cast Dean a weak look. “I’m not sure I can do this.” She whispered.

Olivia said while Grabbing the sides of her head and then sliding fingers down the cheeks, "Okay, let's go. I am in." I wrapped my arms around myself and led towards my bedroom and picked up a white sweatshirt and black jeans and my favourite white sneakers. I pulled my dark brown hair into one French braid. I only put on Babylips lip balm. I prefer my face makeup-free; it doesn't need any makeup. I grabbed my backpack and placed my credit card into it and reached out to the living room. Olivia is lying on one of the couches in the living room watching a random movie while munching chips. She is in blue jeans with a yellow tank top and a denim jacket over it. Her black hair is in a ponytail.

The room was very quiet for a while, and Olivia stared up at the ceiling and counted the tiles in it. It was nine weeks now, and she had worked it out on the back of the appointment book. It was nine weeks and two days since a night she had spent three months trying not to think about. "Liv, I would like you to look at the screen now," Ethan said. "I do not think that I want to." "I am fairly sure that you do want to." She turned her head towards it. Everything on the screen was grey. It was a grey shape inside a black space, and it did not look like anything at all, and then it did, and her whole chest turned over inside her.