Olga Discordia Novels & Stories

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

Moving so slow or rather not moving at all. I ignored some of the girls yhat were trying to make me look at them. If i wanted to have sex, i would go out, meet a random and do what i want. Getting to a single room, I met with olga, the leader of the girls. She does all the grooming, fixing, breaking, and selecting. Sometimes I wonder if she had any idea that she is a woman and consider treating her fellow female well. Olga is an elderly woman. Maybe in her 60s and she smoked a lot. She had lots of make up and I won't lie that I haven't seen her with out make up. One time I did and I was too ashamed of her for herself .

Olga walked into the council room with a stern expression on her face. Olga was arguably the most beautiful woman in the pack, perhaps across several packs even. But still, she was not Maisie. She could not make my heart flutter as Maisie did. I gulped. “Why is that wife?” I asked, keeping my tone calm and ignoring my wolf’s insistence on tearing apart Olga for making such a suggestion about my mate. “She has committed treason, dear,” replied Olga gravely. “Treason?” I frowned. “Did she try to hurt you?” I asked with fake concern.

"I told you that from now on, you'll never know why people are treating you the way you are. Are they hateful to you because they resent that photo? Or are they only thinking that you're a horny girl who wants to undress and fuck everyone. But almost everyone who sees that photo is thinking of you like this." She continues fingering her without talking. Alex is uncomfortable and doesn't want Olga to see that she's enjoying this. Olga doesn't stop until Alex has an orgasm. "Turn around and lick off my fingers." Alex's expression shows how unhappy she is by this command, but she obeys. "I haven't been this horny for a long time. It's a good thing I have a girl here who wants to show off and fu

Alberto said, "Francesca said that when they were spying on your pretend-meeting, there was a woman who managed to sneak past Selene's defenses and attack her. Who is she?" "Why would I tell you that?" Penelope said condescendingly and Deborah slapped her. Penelope grimaced, spitting blood on the side. But she started talking, "Her name is Olga. And whatever it is you have in plan for her, you better give up now. You can't find her. She's one of our best fighters." "I think she's Luna's vessel," Francesca said quietly.

he growled in response. “Nina. Do not do this!” Lila yelled. “I know you want power. I know you want to avenge our father’s death, and—” “I thought you said we weren’t sisters? How do we now suddenly have the same father?” Zara interjected. Ignoring what she said, Lila continued anyway. “Trust me, I also coveted the power the Olga could give. But I did thorough research and realized the Olga could kill you. You may think you can control it, but it could erase you from your own body and push you to the deepest part of your mind. Nina, it could not only destroy you, it could destroy the world.”

I said. “Just trying to make a good fucking Romeo, sue me” she said. She was obviously blushing form me teasing her. “You are perfect already” I said. “Oh please” she murmured. We spent a few minutes with Olga, chatting with her and keeping her up to date with everything that was happening. “We’ll be back soon Olga” I said and I stood up to leave. “Romeo look at her” Christopher sounded panicked. I turned to see Olga, she was pale as a ghost and green veins kept on spreading across her face. She began thrashing and convulsing in her unconscious state like someone was strangling her.

Dread overwhelmed her, and as darkness crept in at the edges of her vision, she fainted from fear and lack of oxygen. After returning from the torture chamber a few hours ago, Olga approached Xavier, her expression a mixture of concern and urgency. She recounted her revelation for the past three months to him. She told him she had seen the maid who drugged Reina engaging in furtive meetings with Yolanda on multiple occasions. Xavier, after contemplating Olga's words, realized if Yolanda was indeed the one who orchestrated Reina's miscarriage, it was only a matter of time before she would make a move against Reina once again.

It was comforting how he did not look at her like she was sick, "When Olga told me the story when I came of age–" "Who is Olga?" She contemplated telling him that Olga was a witch who worked for Lambert but decided against it; she still didn't know if she could trust him completely to help her. "She works for Lambert. She knew of the prophecy and knew my parents. She was there when I was brought home by Lambert." He nodded, "So why didn't Lambert accept you as his fated mate if your prophecy promised him redemption?"

she said happily without letting go of him. Madam Olga stood up and walked out of the office giving them privacy. “I know, I heard about it. Everyone heard about it.” Rico replied. “Everyone?” Alessa asked as she pulled away from the hug. “Yeah. That's why I came here. We all heard how crazy Olga put a pregnant woman in a fight to the death game. Everyone is talking about it, about your win.” he explained and Alessa was confused, surprised, and happy. She had mixed feelings!