Goddess Olivia Blake Novels & Stories

But I could tell it was eating her up inside. I'd hung up the call I was on and started turning back toward the group when Olivia reemerged with a tray of snacks. She'd baked something, the effort etched into her features as she handed the offering around. "I just wanted to do something," she said, her voice soft, almost resigned. "Sitting and just doing nothing feels so useless when it comes to this. But I couldn't help smiling at her, my heart reaching out to her at how hard she was trying. "Thanks Liv. This is perfect."

“I don’t get it. Who?” Ricci asked, heavily disoriented. “Blake? Your father? Do you not know him anymore?” Olivia laughed, playing her role so well. “Dumb now, aren’t we.” I laughed, arms crossed under my boobs as I watched the brawl. It’s all so crazy. Olivia tried to kill me in spite a while ago and now she’s on my side… temporarily anyways. “I don’t believe you. You came here with Chelsea? Why are you two friends? What’s going on?” Ricci’s disorganized mind has me bawling and kicking with joy. He has absolutely no idea and that’s fucking hilarious.

Somehow, it made me feel anxious yet sad that all the hardwork I've done just went down the drain. “What’s going on here?” an unfamiliar voice suddenly uttered. “Matthew?” Evelyn gasped. My eyes widened in recognition. Matthew? The guard I’ve been hearing about yesterday? Evelyn’s supposed mate? “You again?” Matthew sighed. “What did you do this time? Why is the prince’s clothes all soiled?” “I didn’t do anything wrong!” Evelyn explained. “It’s this blind omega that messed it up.” It was almost impressive how Evelyn shifted her voice from being predatory to being innocent.

Basking in the endorphin rush she got from the display of affection, Olive responded in the negative "Nah, I already ate something at Desiree's. What about you, have you eaten something?" "Yeah, I missed lunch so I had an early dinner." Rosabella replied. "Okay, wanna watch a movie before bedtime?" Olive asked grabbing the remote off the table and flicking through the stations. And so Olive and her mother watched TV until Morpheus sent his sand to overpower them and put them to sleep. Meanwhile, In a cave, In an Unknown Location, A regal and enchanting-looking woman sat beside a pool and in that pool was instead of her reflection, the image of Olive fast asleep on her bed.

And it will be more alive than all the living. -Why are you then offering up a prayer of the Most Bright one over him? Markat was indignant, defending himself from her hands. And he didn’t even hint that you shouldn’t wave your hands at the master. -Because this magic is from the dark god. Who better than a bright goddess can handle it? the herbalist explained. - Isn't there anything else that helps? Deya asked, touching the boy's hand. She was cold and wet. Atara shook her head in frustration.

I pushed it down. "I’m ready," I whispered—not to the blade, not to the gods, but to myself. Then I lifted my chin, squared my shoulders, and stepped toward the doors. Whatever waited for me inside the temple—blood, truth, or damnation—it would end tonight. I stealthily made my way up the stairs. It didn't miss my attention, the place was deserted, but she was here. Fewer people meant no interruptions. I pushed open the heavy doors, the smell of incense entered my nostrils without consent. She was kneeling in a white dress in front of a statue of the moon goddess, the smoke was like a curtain. I used the blade to cut through. As the smoke disappeared, there she was, an older version of me, n

Thinking if I have done anything wrong lately and if my little pathetic life was about to come to an end. I would have imagined apologies. Maybe even reconciliation. But now? Nothing. Or at least, that was what I wanted to believe. I changed into a simple dark gown and left my hair loose. There was no need for the silver mask this time. If Kingsley wanted to speak to Olivia, then he would speak to Olivia. Not the little broken girl he knew. Not the weak plus size they all scorned. But the Lady of the Moon Temple. The First Moon heir. The woman everyone had begun to fear and worship.

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.

I wasn't sure how this was going to go down and held a breath until I saw the smile creep over her face. “You’re right. We should have done it sooner. I liked it". Her words made my heart jump, she liked it. “Blake is going to kill me" I groaned half laughing. “Why? It's not crazy late is it?” she looked concerned and my heart flipped. “No, he wants me to leave you alone.” I whispered. “He doesn’t want me to get hurt. Do you plan on hurting me?” Olivia’s eyes were burning mine and I shook my head.

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart