Olimar Smash Novels & Stories

My heart thumped in my chest, my hands closing in fists. The quicker this conversation was over, the better. Suddenly, Alpha Arias' large hand cupped my jaw and lifted my face up to his, “I can hear how fast your heart is beating…Oliver.”

Olima got a text message notification from Justin and she gasped as the text message was only 2 minutes ago. "Ah! He's even online!" Olima could feel her heartbeat racing so loud in her chest, and she wondered what she would say to Justin, as she was smiling and without her even knowing that she was so happy to see him online too Olima quickly texted Justin, *Happy Sunday too.*

I told him not happy that he hadn't eaten because he was waiting for me. "It's okay, don't be angry with me, and I wasn't really hungry. We can eat now". He said with a smile, before I could say anything a maid walked in. " Good morning young master". She greeted me and I was surprised by how she addressed me. "Morning". I replied. "Sir, I wanted to let you know that the vitamin smoothie you requested for is ready. Should I serve it now?". She said to Damion

“You want revenge, right? Take her instead.” The wolves glanced at each other, confusion plastered on their faces. The one with the dagger held us close to his neck and groaned, “Her?” “Yes. Her!” Cryus said in panic, “She is not just any prisoner.” His tone is calculating and dubious. “The lady you're all staring at is Elowen Wynter, the Lycan princess of the Heliotrope. We all know Alpha Dorian despises lycans. Just imagine his happiness when he cuts her throat in front of everyone. Don't you think that'll be great?”

She looked around for a person in the class and when she spotted him in the back seat, a smile appeared on her face and she waved at him. The black fifteen years old Jake waved back at her with a smile on his face as well before she took her seat. From a side in the class, a plump girl saw the interaction between the two of them and she scoffed. She got up from her seat and walked towards Laura's seat. As she walked there, her little minions also followed and Laura stared at them in fear. The plump girl got to Laura's seat and poke her on the head. Laura turned to face her, shaking slightly.

She explained shrugging to then extend the glass with the soda to Olivia. After that, something strange happened, Livie asked me to dance, so I took it as a free way to escape from that nest of snakes, and, when we were like thirty minutes dancing and creating our world apart in that shitty party full of gangsters and bandits, I felt a liquid touch my arm and I heard Olivia's gasp, and then I felt a fetid smell coming from her. “Are you okay?” A bald guy asked. The one who had thrown his drink on her, she nodded and without apologizing, the very idiot continued on his way as if nothing had happened. I was going to say a few things to him when Hillary and Cindy showed up.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

Tears threatened to betray her, but she didn’t want to let them show that she was done. The thought that some slimy werewolf would take what she had saved her whole life for her Mate, her soul mate, made her want to vomit. “I want to hear you scream, Omega!” He laughed cynically, ripping the cloth from her mouth as she struggled to catch air, trying to get out of the bindings, which were digging into her joints even more.

She chuckled at herself, wincing when she heard a knock on the door. “That’s one of the slaves. She is calling you for work. Don’t worry, we can talk when you are back.” Vee mentioned, already shimmering himself back to his original smoky form. Olivera watched calmly as he ventured into the ring, stepping back, startled, when the smoke began to speak. “Okay by you if I come out without you calling me like I did the other times?” “Sure sure” Olivera said, transfixed when the smoke nodded and slithered into the ring which seemed to glow again with life.