Oliver Afton Novels & Stories

“Let us leave your twin pups with an old Omega woman who once owed my mother a favour.” Scarlett held my hand and led me through the path to an old building. I saw the pack archives. The door sounded loud as I pushed it open. Dust floated with the thin rays of sunlight that spread over the house. “Quick,” Scarlett said, snapping her fingers. “Honestly… we really do not have much time". Afterwards, she pulled an old book from the shelf, her cracked hands were even shaking as she opened it. My father’s name was clearly written on the cover. WOLFE.

Oliver smiled in her direction before excusing himself from the group and making his way towards her. "I don't have any reason for you to get bored in a room full of people," Roman replied coldly while distancing himself from Natalie. Natalie bit her lips as a frown took over her face. "Hey mate, finally you are here." Oliver greeted them as soon as he reached them. Roman nodded at him with a small smile. "Oh, my God! Athena, is that you? You look absolutely stunning." Oliver complimented her dramatically making Athena chuckle. "Thanks, Oliver. You don't look bad yourself." Athena teased making Oliver smile.

None of your business," Olivia replied modestly. Nana gasped. "Shit, yes, you. How annoying it is to be someone." Olivia only answered with a chuckle. "It's not time for you to know yet, Nana," thought Olivia. *** Nights like this are rare for people to visit cemeteries. However, Olivia became a person who was included in the word 'rare'.

Ashton sat behind the glass partition, waiting with patience that was nearly gone. The iron door across from him opened. Oliver stepped inside wearing a dull orange uniform. He looked slightly thinner, but his eyes still carried the same malicious gleam, completely devoid of remorse. The moment he saw Ashton, a cynical smile spread across his dry lips. Ashton stared at the man with a gaze that could shatter anything in front of him. “I thought you had truly changed, Oliver. I thought your conversation with Avery back then was genuine remorse.”

Ryan breathes gently, calm and soothing, "then I support whatever you think we should do now, darling." "Oh, come on," Olivera says tauntingly. "You are so dense, sweetheart, it's laughable. You listen to that lying, son-of-a-bitch? He is just trying to cover the atrocities of the elders and I can't honestly believe that you would fall for any of it. You're just a spoiled Luna in her pretty palace, content with the death of her subordinates."

He frowned, "where is Oliver?" "I'm sorry, Oliver went to Florida to meet our parents." "Your parents?" Wait, you said you are Olivia Simon, as in Olivia Simon?" "Yes that's my name" she smiled, "Oliver is my twin." "Oliver is a twin? He never told me he has a twin!"

Roland replied with full confidence. Ashton chuckled softly. "I'm shocked by the confidence you have when you said that, do you have a plan?" "Not really, it's just about Olivia, they're having a parents meeting in their school soon and she's asked me to play the role of her father, I just love the little girl so much and I feel she's going to play a huge part in bringing I and Annabel together. You know Olivia is getting so fond of me now and is always requesting to see me and each time we meet, Annabel is always there, you get what I'm saying?"

Around him were two other men and one of which was Antonio. "Ella, here we have the previous three Alphas of the pack. My Father, Antonio, as you already know, my Grandfather Francesco Loren and my Great Grandfather Marcello Loren." I tried not to gawk at how incredibly alike they all looked. It was like all three of them were Leo from the future and had time travelled just for this ball. At least I could see what he'll look like in 60 years. "A pleasure to meet you all," I said, politely nodding my head.

Ten Years Later: London Crime Scene "Mr. Raverton, for you," Olliver Raverton, at mere 27 was one of the most revered scientists in England. Tall, curly dark hair, pale, smooth skin, high cheek bones probably the envy of most Hollywood actors, Olliver had grown into a handsome and attractive young man. His love for chemicals and experiments had only grown further and he was now working with top pharmaceutical manufacturers to improve all sorts of medications.