Mary Oliver Book Novels & Stories

“Except, you could actually take me.” “Perhaps,” Aunt Aurelias shrugged, wiping her palms against her pants and looking up at me. “Probably not. You’ve grown so much Oliver.” Pride filled her eyes and my chest clenched a bit. “Doubtful I can afford to not get stronger.” Her eyes softened and she grasped my hand, her hold soft yet firm. “You are strong Oliver,” her gaze met mine. “A flame large enough to hold its own, to burn and consume. And I hope you see the good I see in you. The greatness you are yet to achieve”

Oliver always said he wanted to be close by just in case. Oliver was a computer genius. He could hack into any system .. and do any and everything with high tech equipment. He kept his laptop on him at all times. But if something went wrong with our mainframe… he’d need to be here in this building. And that would be one of those emergency situations so .. he wanted to be here, to live here close by. Just in case …

She was here with Holly in her room all that time. And then the haunting reality dawned upon her; who is the other Olivia? She quickly opened her eyes and saw that William was now standing up, putting his coat back on. “Let’s go!” he said. Once they got to William’s room, he pulled out an iPad and started flipping through the pages of a book. “Is that your spell book?” Olivia asked with surprise. “That’s a nice change! You have upgraded. That’s so… digital,” Holly admired mockingly.

I couldn't let my mother kill that child, ever. That's when Oliver runs into the house, grabs my hand and helps me up. The mother turns around and, seeing him, she immediately prepares to attack - by creating a ball of fire that soon flies towards him. I get up, we run together towards the door, and when we reach it, Oliver opens and pushes me out. - Run away, run away now and save our baby. I am begging you, run away and don't look back.- he says and at the same moment a fireball hits his back.

he said, what sort of deal did I make "Ok, let me take just one for now" I said and he nodded, I took his biology notebook, I will use mine to copy. When I returned Oliver is already gone, Martha is back. I opened my desk to bring out my biology note. I saw a note from Oliver "wait for me after school" I smiled, he always bring a smile to my face "So what's up" Martha asked, that's our way to know each other life "Oliver confessed" I said and she gasped, I told her everything about from the slave part

“Someone was in here this morning, the guards say they saw someone here but as soon as they got closer the person escaped so they had to put the room in lockdown.” “Oliver is the only one with the room keys,” I murmured. Charles nodded. I turned back to look at the table, a cold shiver running through my spine. “Look there,” Charles said, pointing at the desk. I stepped closer and saw papers spread out. My stomach turned. Oliver had been making plans to overthrow me even before the attack. There were strange notes with secret messages…like a book. “I have seen Oliver reading a book like this once, it's the book of the old wolves right?” Charles asked.

“Thelma, you’re muttering to yourself.” “I am counting days,” she said. “There are only few left before this body forgets itself.” Olivera raised a brow. “What does that mean?” But Thelma didn’t respond. Instead, she wrote something down in a small leather-bound book that none of them had ever seen before. It looked old. Older than her. She had woken up changed. The flame in her eyes danced again. Her storytelling became more vivid that night. She didn’t sit to speak. She stood, as though before a crowd larger than her children.

She was here with Holly in her room all that time. And then the haunting reality dawned upon her; who is the other Olivia? She quickly opened her eyes and saw that William was now standing up, putting his coat back on. “Let’s go!” he said. Once they got to William’s room, he pulled out an iPad and started flipping through the pages of a book. “Is that your spell book?” Olivia asked with surprise. “That’s a nice change! You have upgraded. That’s so… digital,” Holly admired mockingly.

Oliver entered the study, locked the door, and cautiously looked around before walking to the bookshelf. He pushed aside the books, and a button was revealed within the cabinet. The moment he pressed the button, the bookshelf slid to the sides and a hidden room was revealed. The bookshelf slowly slid back into place soon after he walked inside. Bright lights illuminated the spacious room. Mila felt weak all over. She sank into a dazed and fuzzy stupor. She struggled to keep her eyes open, but they slowly closed beyond her control.

“We’re home.” We finished our sundaes before heading back to the farm. Oliver was dragging in the typical sugar crash. “I should go,” I said, not wanting to but figuring it was time. “Can you read me a story?” Oliver asked. “I got a new book that has a whole bunch of stories in it. Just one, please?” I looked at Damion, silently asking permission. “If you have nothing pressing, it’d be great if you can stick around,” he said.