Even After Death (olivia) Novels & Stories

My adopted sister, Victoria, possessed a fiercely powerful wolf spirit. She was the sole hope for our endangered Silver Moon Pack. In contrast, though I was the Alpha's biological daughter, I was just an Omega. It wasn't until I turned twenty that I finally awakened a wolf spirit, and it possessed nothing but simple healing abilities. From that day on, my three older brothers forced me to become her personal blood slave. After enduring the extreme torture of the Full Moon Trials for the eighth time in her place, my wolf spirit was on the verge of being torn apart. Dragging my broken, battered body, I questioned them hoarsely. Chris, my eldest brother, sneered. "Victoria has suffered sin

C managed to catch it right out of the air, and it happened so fast I didn't even see him make a move. The metal hissed against his palm. Every hunter instantly shifted formation. Not around him. Around me. Target acquisition. My stomach dropped. Not captive. Not victim. Threat. There it was. The final illusion dying quietly inside my ribs. There was no going back. Elias’s voice echoed coldly through the cathedral. “Selene Virell is deceased.” The words hit harder than any weapon. “She ceased to be human the moment she turned.” Some of the hunters glanced at each other uncertainly - I knew a few of them, we had been through training together, and we had been wounded together too.

He succumbed to death. I felt so sorry for him. He loved Olivia so much that he had lost his life for her. On the other hand, despite being his mate, Olivia was sitting in front of us in the chair with no remorse on his face. She was just watching him die on the camera screen with anger for getting caught by us on her face. “You didn’t think we will be able to recover the video once you delete the footage?” Daniel stared at her like she was the dumbest creature he had ever seen. His eyes were full of bitterness and scorn.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

What have they done to my cupcakes? "I mean I don't even know her and I feel bad." He added. The video changed and this one showed me the aftermath of what happened before, it showed me as he pulled away and left the room, leaving behind a mess on the bed. She just laid there, her eyes opened but drained, lifeless. She pulled the blanket over her frail body and curled herself into a ball. She pressed her temple against the bed and silent tears went down, one after the other. The scene sent a fresh round of blood pumping through my veins, washing out the numbness and filling me with all the shit I didn't want to feel.

He paced restlessly in my chest, both of us torn between the instinct to protect and the helplessness of knowing there was no fixing this for her. Olivia’s voice wavered as she spoke, a eulogy that was both heartfelt and brave. Her words painted her mother as the cornerstone of her life, the source of her strength and compassion. I had always admired Olivia’s resilience, but standing there, listening to her bare her soul to our Packs, I felt something settle within me. She was extraordinary, and I had been an idiot for not acknowledging it sooner. As the service ended and the crowd began to disperse, I stayed with Olivia. She didn’t look at me, her gaze fixed on the fresh mound of earth wher

Now, they could live their lives and stay by my side, and the relief hit me so hard that I couldn't stop crying. Mom panicked when she saw my tears and hurried to soothe me. "Sweetheart, we're standing right in front of you, safe and sound. From now on, we'll always be together." When I told them about what had happened in my previous life, they thought it was nothing more than a nightmare. "Don't dwell on it, Olivia. None of that was real. It's a good thing you had us move out yesterday," Aurelia said. "Jeremiah had it coming. He tried to help Kylie hurt us, and in the end, he destroyed his own family.

It meant that from the moment Dante entered the hall to the moment he left, the only people he looked at were the four of us. I said blankly, “It really does look like one of us is the Godfather’s true love.” “There’s no way to tell who he was looking at,” Blair said with a sigh. “But that smile was way too obvious.” The four of us exchanged silent looks, fear filling our eyes. If we didn’t all retain memories of our brutal deaths from past lives, none of this would even be explainable. “If it really is one of us,” Chloe whispered, trembling, tears pooling in her eyes, “then why… why did he kill every single one of us?”

Only in that hazy delirium could she forget my death,forget the blood on her hands. The Forbidden Fruit slowly eroded her vampiric power. Her strength faded. Her sanity unraveled. In the end, she died alone in a filthy, lightless alley. In the brief moment of clarity before her death,she remembered our childhood—how kind I had been to her. How I shared sweets with her, how I stayed by her side when she was afraid… She had a nightmare. But everything was already too late. When Julian heard of Olivia’s death,there was no expression on his face.

’ “Countdown complete. Host, please confirm departure and proceed to the next mission.” My eyes swept across the family photo one last time. Without hesitation, I said, “Confirm.” I thought, ‘Olivia, I wonder what you’ll feel when you find out I died while you were with your lover. Bryan, after I’m gone, the uncle you love so much will be your dad. I hope that makes you happy.’ “Host, world loading requires time. You will need to remain here in a spiritual form for a while.” For some reason, Olivia suddenly felt a sense of unease.