Masters Of Death Olivie Blake Novels & Stories

had all become jokes. Blake closely watched Olivia's evasive eyes, intuiting that something was wrong: "Where did Sunny run to? Can you contact her? Let her explain to Leo herself. She wouldn't refuse to say a word, would she?" This questioning pushed Olivia to the brink of collapse. She stumbled back, shouting shrilly, "Why won't you believe me? I'm a murderer, a criminal! Why don't you arrest me?" "If you're truly the killer, I won't let you off. But where's the evidence? Are you telling the truth, or is someone forcing you to lie?" Blake wasn't swayed by emotions. He was used to relying on his own judgment to uncover the truth.

“Someone tried to kill me and she got in the way.” “I fucking told her not to go there.” Olivia said in a half angry and worried tone. “Send me your live location now.” He was about to send it when suddenly the door bursted open. Blake came in with an evil grin. “Surprise, surprise.” he told them both. “You.” Lillian growled, with anger and hatred in her tone. He looked at her and grinned while Zack glared at him. “Yes, me.” he told her. “I was only aiming for the vampire, but imagine my surprise in finding you here.” he opened his arms wide. “And this thought hit me. Ahhh, the Gods are finally on my side. I can kill two birds at once.”

"I am Olivia Dorian, and I don’t give in easily—not even to Death. He’s going to have to wait a little bit longer." Tim chuckled, the sound more a reflex of relief than true humour. "Death and I have been at it since long before you came into the picture," Olivia continued, a grim smirk touching her lips. "He’s just going to have to be fucking patient." She squeezed Timothy’s hand, her grip transitioning from a motherly hold to the tough, business-like grasp of a mentor. "We just have to see this through. As soon as we can. We finish them, Timothy. We finish them together."

Her parents bought her education and concealed her misdeeds. “Doom has two Cemeteries. One belongs to my family the other to the Blakes.” “I see never knew this.” “Doesn’t surprise me stupid.” Olivia tried to push her but she already had moved forward. The tomb opened and closed. Before she realized she was inside. Maya watched the two friends run away. She laughed softly. “Karma…or a certain vampire is a bitch.” She left going back to the cottage. She suddenly felt very tired.

I questioned, staring intensely at Ulmer, desperately seeking the truth. "Because..." Ulmer paused, and in that moment, I could sense his fear of revealing the truth to me. "Can you please speak up and stop acting scared in front of your best friend? I'm on the verge of losing control, and you wouldn't want things to escalate further!" I asserted firmly, my gaze fixed upon him, awaiting his answer. "You're the one who has been responsible for the deaths of the other students, Blake! You rendered Olive unconscious, and you nearly killed Luna by forcefully grabbing her neck!" Ulmer disclosed, leaving me in a state of profound shock.

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Oliver POV: I explore the surroundings with my eyes, and just as I thought, the dead bodies are not around anymore. I kept my senses vigilant, I am one hundred per cent sure nobody came to collect them. That means only one thing. Black magic. Anger is stirring inside me and my wolf is also fuming with rage, this better not be what I think it is. But if my suspicions turn out right, I’m going to fucking kill them all. I’m going to track them out and take my time torturing them, slowly, mercilessly, until they beg me to die. Then I’m going to torture them even more, for that is what they deserve for their atrocious acts.

“Just remember that you are mine and if my son tries anything, discreetly tell him that I will have his fucking head.” I make my way over to Andrea, who is browsing at the gowns on the rack near the dressing rooms. “What fate did Olivia Black meet?” I query with curiosity. “Not the same as her husband or Flynn Black, I’m afraid to say. She bears our mark on her forehead and is missing her eyebrows and half a head of hair. Humiliation is what I was aiming for. Killing her would have been over too quickly for my liking, especially when I was made to suffer twenty years by her actions.”

“She does not deserve your mercy!” “…mother…” “Oblivion?” Olivia scoffed and let out a haughty laugh. “You don’t have the power, little girl!” Adolph wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt the air shake. He turned and looked at Nimue. The glow in her eyes had turned dark like obsidian. His sword lifted from the ground and out of its sheathe. The blade glowed bright blue and grew brighter as it aimed at Olivia. In a flash, it shot through the air, tearing through Olivia’s arm like paper.

Oliver felt his body crumble. "Xavier...!" shouted Oliver furiously and said the name. He wiped the blood that was flowing from the corner of his lips and also from his forehead. He chuckled as a black smoke appeared. And not long after, a demonic figure called Oliver appeared. Xavier looked at Oliver, his master who was currently calling him bloody "What do you want from me?" Xavier exclaimed looking at Oliver