Oliver Aiku Manga Novels & Stories

I say just as more foul creatures jump out from the holes and attack us. One after another attacks us, and each time they meet the bite of our weapons. “How many of these fuckers can there be!” I yell as another falls to the floor cut in half. Luckily, none had managed to bite me… yet. “Too many!” Oliver yells back and I watch him grab one mid-air, squeezing the ugly thing as it squirms in his hand until his fingers dig into the pale flesh and a dark substance oozes out of it. He flings it across the cavern, stomping on one that still squirms, half dead, under his boot.

OLIVIA JUNE They stood tall near our table, hands shoved into their pockets. The one in the middle locked eyes with me, his perfect smile revealing a set of white teeth that seemed to glint maliciously. 'Damn it, Olivia, your boyfriend is sitting next to you for crying out loud.' Their bodies were well-built and muscular. The girl on the left sneered. "Look at this. Look who we have here." "It seems what we did to your young sister wasn't enough, huh?" the guy beside the middle one mocked.

Alex asks in a teasing tone, pointing his finger at Killian's chest. Wishing he could tape Alex's mouth in his mind, he shrugs his shoulders awkwardly and watches Alex spare him a smirk. To save himself from further humiliation and make it obvious that he is jealous to the core, he slides towards Oliver. “Let them deal with their shit. I have found a new awesome manga. Wanna see?” Oliver beams with joy as he bobs his head.

He’s tall but not as wide set as the other guys, but he is no less ripped and one of the fastest warriors I have ever seen. Oliver, our future Gamma, looks like your stereotypical biker. Medium length, dark brown, almost black hair that falls forward obscuring his face and piercing brown eyes that are almost as dark give off a ‘don’t mess with me’ vibe. He has tattoos on both forearms and one on his chest, just peeking out of the collar of his shirt. He is the most quiet of the group, lending to the mysteriousness. His expression is regularly bordering on resting b*tch face.

Oliver had seen Aruem's surprised expression, but immediately the woman smiled back with a thin smile. "Are you leaving?" Alexa asked Oliver, who looked like he wanted to go out. But, with clothes that looked hurried, even the man was wearing house slippers. One thing that stole Alexa's attention was when she saw a yellow novel. She recognized the author very well; who else if not hers? A little surprised, but she quickly covered it up. "Hi, Athena." Oliver touched the cheek of Athena, who had been staring at him without blinking; even the ice cream in Athena's hand melted without her caring anymore.

Oliver’s POV I liked Ava. She had always been my first and closest friend. I’m Oliver Ronald, an imperceptible nerd at school. I had no friends, and I preferred living alone, studying, and residing on campus without the company of others. Nobody wanted to be a nerd’s friend anyway. I wasn’t interested in being friends with anyone either.

But. "Olive," Dela finally called out after successfully catching up to Olive, who was practically as wide as a soccer field away from the office as quickly as possible. Even from behind, you could see smoke rising from Olive's body. In an anime, that's a sign of intense anger and a readiness to explode. "Liv, don't rush, seriously. I just finished eating. I'll get a stomachache."

My voice was sharper now, frustration creeping in. Oliver glanced back at the others, as if silently seeking their approval, before turning back to me. "Wait... you have not seen it yet?" "Seen what?" I demanded. Without a word, Oliver walked back to the bar, grabbed a magazine from the counter, and handed it to me. His expression was grim, almost apologetic. "See this," he said simply. I took the magazine, still clueless about what was happening. But the moment my eyes landed on the cover, my stomach sank.

Olive’s breath came in shallow gasps, but she refused to let her exhaustion show. Her body ached from the bruises, her limbs heavy with fatigue, yet her spirit stood unyielding. Her narrowed eyes locked onto Mia, who loomed over her like a predator savoring its prey. "What do you want?" Olive’s voice, though hoarse, cut through the tense air like a blade. Mia smirked. "Still defiant? After everything?" She crouched slightly, her dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "That’s what I like about you, Olive. Even at your lowest, you still pretend to have control."

I said nervously and turned my head to see Oliver, with my angry face, it's the last straw it seems that Olí has become a human GPS he tells Marcus where I am so he can locate me. "That you don't look at me, he asked me why would I hide the address from him is a good gym" said Olí excusing himself for what he did. "That's not the case, Dany that idiot is almost 2 meters tall, he can hurt you, you better jump and I'll take you to the aerobics air" he told me and that's when I exploded. Oliver couldn't hold back a laugh and he choked with laughter. "Haaa, I'm sick of being told that, leave me alone" I said and stood in front of the idiot in front of me, staring at him and seeing his area of we