Even After Death (olivia) Novels & Stories

“Okay, stop it, Lucas. You’re ruining the mood. I’m not going to die.” “Then why are you talking about your will?” Olivia questioned, seeing reason with Lucas. “He’s right. This was supposed to be a happy get-together. I just got back from this amazing village where I learnt all sorts of things from the locals, and now I’m hearing that you’re going to die? Are you trying to kill yourself, daddy?”

“Liv, I’m not bothered about all these things. I will survive, I survived the bullies, remember?” Olivia smiled at the thought. They were in the final year of high school and Olivia couldn’t wait to be out of this hell;. She was going back into class when she heard a commotion in the toilet. Her best friend lay on the floor bleeding out profusely from between her legs and by the time Olivia called for help and Lucy got rushed to the hospital, she had already died. Her heart had stopped, the doctors said. Too much blood loss.

She couldn't think properly as she kissed Joe and kept asking for forgiveness. Anaya cried with her mother. She was caressing his father's corpse when William decided to go with them. They quickly burned his body, even though Olivia didn't like the idea of it. “I'm sorry, Joe. I'm sorry!” Olivia kept muttering, while her eyes didn't stop forming tears. She bit her lips to prevent herself from crying. – In the evening, Olivia couldn't accept that her mate was still dead. She went to the kitchen, and she saw Luna brewing some coffee again. She hugged Luna tighter and cried on her shoulders.

“Father is dead,” Olivia announced with a straight face, whilst seated on Rhys bed, after the earth shattering orgasm he had provided her with. “What the fuck? You're joking right?” He scoffed dismissively. “Of course you're joking. You wouldn't speak so casually if Dad was actually dead.” When she didn't blink, or make any attempt to move her face, he sat up. “Liv, what the fuck happened?!” “Luca,” she answered sharply. “He killed him. Showed me a picture of his dead body too.”

And next to our name, carved in smaller letters, there was a line that said, "May we never meet again in the afterlife." This was my final punishment for them. I would never forgive them forever.

I whimper as I look at her soulless body. "I didn't get the chance to get close to you as much as I wish we would have been, but you've been such a great person to me. You are really irreplaceable. Rest in peace, Olivia," Evelyn says through her tears. "I wanted to make you my wife, I wanted to give you your dream wedding, I wanted to give you a beautiful fairy tale life, but you were gone so soon, Liv. I will never forget you, Livia. I will forever be in love with you," Roland cries, not caring about his image. Her death will always be a dark spot in our life, we will never be able to erase her memory from our lives; she is simply unforgettable. We watch as Olivia's casket gets lowered and

For a brief moment, I even wondered if she simply wished to make me suffer. Before I could respond, she continued. “She was pushed from the cliff.” “She was meant to sink into the abyss.” “She was meant to perish.” “She was meant to die.” “But…” “Destiny called to her.” “And fate wrapped its wings around her.” Her voice softened ever so slightly as she spoke those final words. “So…” “The old and naïve Olivia died that day.” “She was buried alongside the girl who endured humiliation, betrayal, and endless suffering.” My breathing became uneven. “Which means…”

But she was trying. Back in Brimstone Pack, the air was quiet. It had been one week since Olivia died in the beast ritual. And two days since Percy left. Now, it was time to say goodbye to Iris. Everyone stood in the pack’s burial ground. The sky was gray. The wind was soft. Elena stood beside Salvatore, holding Amelia in her arms. Percy had drawn a picture of Iris before she left, and they placed it on the stone above Iris’s grave. A soft violin played in the background.

“I am sorry. Let me go. I will leave. I know you hate me, please let me go…please…” Her face was already covered with sweat as she quivered beneath his strong clutch. It can't be her end game. Not knowing that she had Sofia and her brother, Nate depending on her. She was too young just to die yet. Her body temperature skyrocketed into fever, her vision blurring with every forced pant she let out of her mouth. “I don't want to die, I don't want to.” Olivia cried out. Her knees weakening from being pushed and crushed by the man. Her panting came in heavily as the flickering light from above only casted shadows of the man's silhouette on her face.

Chapter 116:DEAD! The rooftop was silent after the echo of the gunshot faded. Elijah’s body lay still, his smirk finally gone, replaced by the cold, empty stare of death. Olivia stood beside me, breathing heavily, her eyes locked on his lifeless form. The wind whipped around us, carrying the faint sound of sirens in the distance. We didn’t have much time before the authorities arrived. “We need to go,” Olivia whispered, her voice low but firm.