Goddess Olivia Blake Novels & Stories

"So, the rumors are true after all. Your father has already lost his powers as the Moon Goddess Ashlea declared that he is no longer an Alpha. Sorry for what happened, I am not trying to meddle in your life but you could have accepted the help coming from that she-wolf named Olivia as she is a very powerful she-wolf with abundant wealth and money. Not to mention that she also has a stunning beauty and sexy body!" I wanted to slap the face of this damn man because I am fucking offended by what he just said. How can he not know that Olivia is not Ace's fated mate and that his real partner is standing before him? This guy is a piece of shit with a rude mouth. The fact that he feels entitled to

Olivia’s cheeks were a bit puffier than Gabriella’s, Olivia’s eyes didn’t have the same darkness and bitterness that Gabriella’s own had and the way they walked, even a blind person can see through that. They have different pattern of walking and the way they walk, they have the same voice but every time Olivia spoke, you could feel the softness, calmness in her voice, it was filled with flowers, like a type of drug that I hated but with Gabriella, you can get the hint of sarcasm in her tone, and her voice is anything but calm. I wondered if she ever told her sister what happened before the wedding, not Noah but with us. She is a snake.

“No. No, it’s not going to happen. No way. Uhun.” Blake shook his head in denial and waved his arms that it would not happen. “What? Why not? I’m beautiful and have a great personality. I had empires fight for me and clamor for my beauty. Menelaus adored me, and Paris wanted me. Ceaser fought for me. Mark Anthony was the same.” Olivia said, feeling she was being made fun of. “Come again? Menelaus? Ceaser? Mark Anthony? You were Helen and Cleopatra through history?” Blake asked, astonished over this revelation.

I looked up, all my senses at alert as I surveyed the landscape, there was a hint of unsettling within my heart like a fear of loss, but I am surely not backing down, the only sound I could hear, the only thing I could think of was vengeance, revenge. I wasn't always like this, I wasn't always the hardened relentless girl, consumed with desire for revenge. I was once the cherished daughter, the pride and happiness of the moonlight pack. My father Alpha Desmond was a strong and passionate leader, respected by many within and outside our pack. My mother Luna Helen was the heart and soul of our pack, so loving and caring, always seeing to the affairs of the women and children. I was their only

I know what a hybrid wolf looks like and I know for sure that he is not Jim. “It's me Olivia. I have been trying to talk to you for a while now. It's your wolf” I chuckle immediately, it's mad right? I think I am going crazy. The moon goddess decked to punish me for my sins by sending hallucinations to me because that is the only reason why an Omega like me would have a wolf with hybrid eyes, and gold stripes on it. The wolf has Gold stripes on it. “Please don't push me away. Not again. It took time for me to get to you. I have spent years being caged. This is the only way out. Please, oliva please”

Apart from that, there was absolutely nothing remarkable about her. I hated the moon goddess. I hated her for letting someone else replace Olivia in my soul. I didn’t want another mate. If I truly lost Olivia—which I had—then I wanted to be alone for the rest of my life. I wasn’t willing to have another mate. There was only one person in the world that was made to me and that was her. So why would the goddess do this to me? Why would she punish me so?

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

he said heading towards the door with a squeeze of her arm. She nodded watching him stalk off. His posture being that of more intensity. She turned to leave as well heading back to the hallway, finding the pressbox she and Thalia would be in. “Glad to see you found your way here,” Thalia cooed. “Wasnt too far,” Layla replied. Thalia showed a small smile. We're in for a treat. The minor god and goddess have all had their turn. Now for our main Olympians,” she says, hands outstretched to the arena.

“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.”

I guess like anything else, you had to start from the beginning. —Dear reader, whoever you may be: my future self, a government scientist, or in the most likely scenario my prescribed mental health caretaker. “God, that sounds so pathetic even to my ears,” I complain in a groan as I stare at the words. “Suck it up, Willows. Let’s just get it down,” I say and start to write again. My name is Oliva Willows, I was born August sixth in nineteen ninety-four.