Even After Death (olivia) 소설 & 이야기

Vera's POV Olivia and I returned to my place after the funeral. I took Olivia upstairs to rest. It's been almost a week and Olivia was still in shock. None of us ever thought that the weekend Olivia visited her parents would be the last time we would all see them alive. Olivia appears to have lost the will to do anything but I know time is the healer of things and for now, all she needs is our support through this difficult time.

"So yeah, I showed him who you really were. Remember when I made you choose-his life or yours? You could barely stand, shaking and sobbing that you didn't want to die. And then, you stood there and let him die in your place." "Oliver died because of you. You're the one who killed him." "Don't you ever feel guilty, Olivia? He was such an idiot. Even when your face got slashed, even when they forced you to sleep with those filthy sub-wolves, he still begged me to leave you alone. And you? You were too drunk on the thrill to care he was dying for you." "Right up till the end, the only name he said... was yours." Maria's words sliced right through Olivia, like blades carving into her soul. Her p

replied Abigail in her bit relaxing fashion. “Yeah… Let karma do its duties later on…” said the second woman still staring at her lover with her eyes full of love and affection. She then turned to Erito and introduced herself again. “I’m Olivia… Because I was so miserable, so sorrowful after Abigail’s death, I crossed the road without looking to the right and to the left. A big truck passed by and finally crashed me to death. Eventually, I can meet my Abigail again here…” Olivia was seen hugging her lover in her great exhilaration and exultance.

Victoria Bella Volkov: "No!... No!... Olivia… Hey!" I screamed, tapping her. She wasn't responding. She was slipping away—or should I say, she was already gone. "Nana…" "Nana…" "Nana…" "No!... Nana, please, please don't do this…" The children started crying as Olivia dropped dead in my arms. She was cold, her pulse gone. I looked at Vincenzo, but his expression was unreadable, as always.

Despite the luxury of the suite, the smell of death was still too close, and no amount of bravado could fully mask the fragility of the woman in the bed. "But still," Tim whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I don’t want to lose you. Not anytime soon. I was... I was terrified, Mom." Olivia exhaled, a slow, rattling sound, but her eyes snapped onto his with a sudden, piercing intensity. She gathered every ounce of strength she had left, pulling herself up just an inch higher against the pillows. "You forget who you’re speaking with, boy?" she asked, her voice raspy but steady. "I am Olivia Dorian, and I don’t give in easily—not even to Death. He’s going to have to wait a little bit longe

Jeremy yalled as he kicked his front door open. “Poor door!!” Olivia replied. “ Such a nice door with a wicked owner” Olivia said nonchalantly. “Olivia, how did you find out about my deal with DEATH!!” Jeremy barked. “Oh so you did make a deal with DEATH!” Olivia barked back at him with rage in her eyes,her heart was racing and her blood pumped into her veins rapidly. “I did it to save My Luna!” “Luna my foot!!” Olivia hissed as she got off the chair she was sitting on.

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

“What do you mean?” As soon as he finished speaking, we heard the sound of police sirens. The sirens got louder and closer. Xylo began to panic. I showed him the video of him using human blood to water the tree. He stared in disbelief but still would not let go of the tree. He clung to it tightly. He suddenly thought of an excuse and tried to explain himself. “That’s not human blood. It’s chicken blood.” Seeing things getting worse, he softened and begged, “Olivia, please, don’t demolish it. Locust is here. Don’t cut her down!”

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

Then she snuggled closer to Marcus and took an intimate selfie of them together. Her social media caption read: "Some people really love making a scene. Living my best life with my love while others play games. #Blessed #Recovery #TrueLove" The post got dozens of likes within minutes. Back at the cemetery, Ethan's lawyer had sent the official death certificate and funeral notice to each member of the Blackwood family through certified mail and email. But this heavy notification meant nothing to them. In their minds, it was just another one of my attention-seeking performances.