Masters Of Death Olivie Blake Novels & Stories

Vince expression changed, he was still in shock when his phone beeped, it was a text from the second master. 'I've asked the two judges to remove Olivia's name from the list, she mustn't step foot in Havilah city, as her father and a member of the association, don't tell me you're unaware of what she is' * * * * The Camp Of The Undead* *Devil's Lane* When Olivia regained her senses, there were two additional figures in her quarters and she smiled, they had really gone on a dangerous mission because there were additional scars on thier faces and thier skin was far from radiant.

Clap. “Well,” he said mockingly, eyes fixed on Ethan, “look who finally decided to make his grand entrance. The mastermind behind this horror flick.” Christian chuckled bitterly and sank into one of the sofas with a heavy exhale. “Bravo, Ethan. Bravo.” Olivia’s face was pale with disbelief. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She had been blindsided. Ethan turned to Christian, his voice rising with a cruel satisfaction. “Up until today, Christian Blake… I never thought I’d destroy you this much.”

“T-That girl, Elena… even though she is a good girl, but what can be done, I-I believe she had offended young master so much, there was no more sound from there, after the sound of breaking glass…” “Wait, what?” Thomas was shocked. He thought there was an intruder and Zachary Dawson had finished him off. But it turned out that the one in danger was Elena? How could that be? From Ben's sentence he concluded that Elena and Zachary finally met and maybe Elena made the young master finally realize that he still hated women and then killed the poor innocent girl. Thomas sighed and put the gun back in his back pocket. “Poor Elena…” he muttered and Ben nodded. But just as they were lamenting the un

“Who was at the crash scene with you?” Victor remained silent. ⸻ Too silent. ⸻ Then suddenly— Daniel’s phone vibrated again. He answered quickly before his face lost color completely. ⸻ “Aaron…” A pause. ⸻ “Olivia is dead.” ⸻ Silence detonated across the room. ⸻ Elara stared blankly. Edward looked horrified. ⸻ But Aaron’s expression became terrifyingly still. Because dead people couldn’t testify. ⸻ And Victor Hale had just erased the one person who could expose the mole network inside Blackwood.

Enduring the pain, Olivia continued her work. It was a pitch-black environment, so she was her only rescue. After driving along for a while, the car finally stopped. Olivia had hidden the blade early on. She had a feeling that she could finally meet that person. No matter how outstanding they were, they would appear right before their enemy died. They would gloat about their victory in their enemy's face. Someone opened the trunk. A cold wind rushed in, bringing the unique scent of the sea with it. They were by the sea. As expected, the mastermind wanted Olivia to die the way Jodie did.

Olivia said as she cried profusely Ella couldn't respond as she dropped dead in the hands of Olivia Smith. George Roland's plan finally succeeded as Ella died in the hands of Olivia Smith, the mission for revenge had become toxic and deadly.

Blake said, and a Qi sword formed into his hand and penetrated her heart. Olivia looked into Blake’s eyes with astonishment over his actions. Blake then spoke into her ear. “Only with my own hands could you be killed,” Blake said, looking at her. Olivia then smiled as her body began to turn into ash before Blake. All those years took their toll on her body, returning her to ash. Blake sighed profoundly, looking at the area where Olivia once was, and shook his head. Why would he continue having a viper by his side?

“We need to see if anything was left behind, something that could tell us who did this. If this was the blackmailer… we’re not just dealing with a threat anymore. This is murder. And we could be the next targets.” Olivia’s blood ran cold at those words. She nodded quickly, trying to keep her voice steady. “O-okay. Just give me a minute to get ready.” Christopher gave a short nod and walked out of the room, quietly closing the door behind him. Alone, Olivia sat there in silence, heart pounding in her ears. She had thought the black rose was just a warning. But now she knew better. The person behind it didn’t just threaten. They killed. And she might be next.

Nobody is allowed to tell it to the outside world. “So, Monica or Olivia, why don't you tell me what happened from the start? How'd you know all of these?” Mister Bad's voice was gentle and soft, but warning signs were all over Olivia's mind. Mister Bad was the strongest assassin under the Muse group; she knew better than to believe that he was genuinely gentle. Olivia did not speak. No matter what she said, it would prove to be useless. He would be able to turn it around and play with her, using her own words against her.

He deserved to die. "Alright!" Olive did not hesitate. She gripped her longsword and approached Diego in quick strides. Olive had always been obedient, always doing whatever her master told her to do. Diego had taken advantage of the fact that he was the senior disciple to bully her since they were younger, and Olive had wanted revenge for the longest time. Yet it had always been a mere thought, and she had never done anything about it. That day, she finally had the chance. There was no way Olive would let it go.