Oli White Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Spoiler alert for Mafia series book 4 - The Mafia Bride . . . Olga: Wow...seriously how many years are we skipping here? Typer Author: A couple of years and lots of lots...of lots...of lots of hot sex later. Luka: NICE!! But can we read the lots part in this chapter? Typer Author: Obviously yes! Olga: NICE!! ***** "Luka, baby...I need to...I'm too big for sex, I'm like a freaking sea lion right now. I don't understand how you can still have an appetite for me..."

Olivia scrambled all the way back until her spine hit the hard wooden headboard right next to the metal IV stand. "Did you really think I’d never find out?" Vulcan snarled, standing right over her bed, blocking out all the light in the room. "Did you think I wouldn't realize that the maid, Olivia, was Mike Hawthorne’s actual daughter?! Did you think I would fail to find my promised betrothed just because you were my mate?!" Olivia’s breath hitched violently in her throat. WHAT?! Yara screamed hysterically inside her mind, her wolf howling in absolute horror. WHAT IS HE SAYING?!

" Oliva blinked painfully as she stared at the man who had a contented smile on his lips, she wondered how one pain would give him so much joy. Those were his terms and even when she knew she was about to walk into a nightmare, she couldn't help but nod; " Okay, I accept your terms." TBC

Lucas looked in the direction of the voice and noticed it was a lady, giving off an aura of a fairy, flying toward the main stage. “My name’s Olivia Phillips, from the Aqua Nimbus Organization!” Olivia was a Rank 2 Transcendent Being but to Lucas, she was still a weakling. Lucas smiled faintly, and said to Olivia, “You’re a lady and I am thinking you will be fine if you just get married. Why must you come out and reveal yourself? You think this is a joke?” Hearing it made Olivia’s pupils shrink, and her fair face revealed a cold expression. “I’ll make you experience what it means to regret!” Olivia said coldly.

"They're friends. They're a source of hope that carries your dreams forward. And what about you? Have you ever seen yourself through my eyes?" That answer sealed the deal for Ophelia. From that day on, she never logged into her old Yvonne-fan account again. Instead, she threw herself wholeheartedly into being a Chelsea fan. Recently, Ophelia had been troubled by Edward's mess. Now, to add insult to injury, she saw that Yvonne's fans had organized an online mob to hurl insults at both her and Chelsea. The more she read, the graver her expression became. Ophelia frowned and messaged her trusted friend and fellow superfan, VanillaLatte.

Flashback "Orla..." Elizabeth, the wife of Alpha Aiden and mother of Orla, sobbed as she entered her chamber, making sure her voice was low so she wouldn't spread the bad news further. The workers in her chamber moved out after bowing respectfully to Queen as she motioned to them. Orla, was seated on a wooden stool in front of the mirror when her mother entered the room and went to her daughter, she wanted to make sure she was okay and to warn her about the impending storm in her normally quiet life.

It’s a woman’s voice, but still Max felt tingling jealousy in him. “What the fuck, Oli? You are with a guy. Are you doing sex? Is he satisfied you? Look Olivia, if he can’t, don’t say with him longer. If he can’t fulfill you now, he cannot do it in the future,” Laila’s excited voice was so loud that Max heard everything clearly. His ears turned red but pretended to be busy reading mails. “I hate you, Laila,” Olivia shouted and cut the call.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Diamond Pov I was so thankful to Ma Olive, no one has treated me the way she did, and I can only give the credit to Aqua. Good things started happening since she arrived, we were overwhelmed, and Olive suddenly asked us to stop working as maids though she said she had still been paying us. My family depends on my salary and she knows that, but I think she got her plans, and I know it's connected to the Lycan Alpha King and his Betta, my mate. Honestly, I'm tired.

His eyes were flashing from red to brown and brown to red. Olive sighed and walked into the bathroom to change. She knew deep down that something was amiss. The way Gia was acting, it was like Olive was a threat to her. Like she wanted her out of the way. Therefore, Olive decided to at least listen to Wayne's part of the story. Maybe, he doesn't want Gia anymore since he found his mate.