Goddess Olivia Blake Novels & Stories

“Shh, it’s okay. Don’t try to move.” The voice was soft, soothing, and synonymous to that of an angel. It cut through the fog in my mind like a beacon, guiding me back to the present. Slowly, I turned my head, the movement sending another wave of pain crashing over me. I could finally bring her entire face within my field of view, and I blinked, bringing it into focus. “Hey, I’m Olivia.” She was sitting beside me, her expression a mixture of worry and relief. Her hair was a dark bun held up loosely, parts framing her face and escaping. Those emerald eyes—the caricature of green that first ensnared me when I met her—now gazed at me with concern.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

“And we tell them what the goddess said, we just have to say it was a prophecy of some sort. They're greedy assholes in every pack if they know I can communicate with the goddess, who knows what cooked up plan might come to their minds. Time is running out.” Rake squeezed my shoulder gently. “We’ll need allies. Especially if the shadows have already infiltrated other packs.” “We’ll find them,” I said, resolute. “We’ll fight. And we will win.” There was a knock on the door. Daria poked her head in. “Olivia’s asking for you.” I blinked. “She is?” Daria nodded. “She said… she is ready to talk.” --- I found Olivia sitting up in bed, her blanket clutched to her chest, eyes haunted but clearer tha

Chapter one Olivia (POV) Hey, my name is Olivia Russo I'm 21. I grew up with 6 older overprotective brothers and an overprotective dad which I still call Daddy. My mother died when I was still very so I never knew her. For the last three years, I've lived in New York with my abusive boyfriend Bash. In the beginning, when I meet him in high school, he was nice and sweet the best guy I've ever met but after we left school and I moved in with him he showed his true colors.

Olivia The landscape of my vision was surreal, like the heart of a dream. Everything was tinged in an ethereal glow, and the boundaries of reality seemed to blur. Standing before me was a majestic figure—my wolf. With piercing eyes and an aura of power, she exuded an air of both familiarity and mystery. “You must lift the spell, Olivia,” she rumbled, her voice echoing through the space. Her gaze held mine with an intensity that was almost palpable. “Only then will you realize your destiny.”

My eyes glowed bright gold, showing her my Luna strength, a sign that the Moon Goddess chose me—favored me to become Dominic’s destined mate and to lead the Silver Crescent alongside him. Olivia was stunned. Her bewildered expression brought secret pleasure in me as she lost her balance and tumbled to the floor. I had never seen Olivia lose her composure before, but I knew she was desperate. She knew she was losing the fight, and with me returning to Silver Crescent, it meant there was no hope for her to get the power she had always desired.

"Godess Luna! Now who is she?" "Goddess of the werewolves. She is said to have created the first werewolves and is believed to watch over our kind. Some say she guides us. " Olivia explaied. Before Helen could respond, she glanced up to see Asher striding towards them. "Asher," Olivia greeted him, her voice steady. He offered her a warm smile, one that sent a ripple of awareness through her. "Olivia, Helen," he acknowledged them both before turning his full attention to Olivia. "I was just wondering if you’d like to join me for a movie tonight."

It was hard to defeat despair as it combines together with jealousy. Inunderestimate ko ang nobela at hindi ko naisip ang mararamdaman ni Juliet kapag nakita si Olivia. Yep, it was Elizabeth Olivia. The lady angel. Daughter of High Priestess and guardian of the Ardan Ocean. She has the ability to heal people by singing and has ancient power blessed from God. A lady with a golden eyes born from the little village near the Ardan Ocean. She was raised by the Arean Tribes, the origin of her mother Pharita, the High Priestess.

"And if I could have protected you from this, I would have." Her jaw tightened, a spark of defiance igniting within her eyes. "The moon goddess made a mistake, Alexander," she declared firmly. "This isn't who I am. I just want to live a normal life with Liam and Sarah, to be a mother, not a symbol or a protector." Her vulnerability struck a chord in me. Olivia had always been fiercely independent, with a heart almost too big for our world. She took on burdens she shouldn't have to carry, bearing the weight of her past and the expectations thrust upon her.

I declared that Maya now owns me! Just as she thought that a text came through on her phone. Someone saved as "Goddess", which made Olivia remember Maya changing her name in Olivia's phone before she left. Goddess: I want a hard fucking from my husband while we talk about you. Text Leon and invite him over now so we have the house to ourselves. As humiliating and shameful as it was to admit, Olivia did have to admit that her pussy twitched. Olivia: Yes, Goddess. -- Thirty minutes later...