Novel & Cerita Oliver Dies Invincible

But Olivia didn’t flinch. The stranger beside her shifted, their eyes hardens as they judged the situation. Olivia glanced at the stranger who had once been nothing but a shadow behind, now the one who was standing between her and the man who had tried to control her for so long. “Victor,” the stranger spoke in a dangerous voice. "You’re going to have to kill me before you get to her.” Olivia’s heart skipped a beat, vibrant with a finality. The stranger had already made it clear that they were willing to die for her.

Victoria Bella Volkov: "No!... No!... Olivia… Hey!" I screamed, tapping her. She wasn't responding. She was slipping away—or should I say, she was already gone. "Nana…" "Nana…" "Nana…" "No!... Nana, please, please don't do this…" The children started crying as Olivia dropped dead in my arms. She was cold, her pulse gone. I looked at Vincenzo, but his expression was unreadable, as always.

"Oliver, you're a coward!" He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Get out!" He kicked me out of the gym. From start to finish, Oliver never laid a hand on me. His disgust for me had reached the point where he did not even want to look at me anymore. Feeling helpless, I sat down on the steps and summoned the system. "System, is there any way I can just die already?" [Sorry, Host. If you want to return to the original world, you must be killed by one of the targets.]

"So yeah, I showed him who you really were. Remember when I made you choose-his life or yours? You could barely stand, shaking and sobbing that you didn't want to die. And then, you stood there and let him die in your place." "Oliver died because of you. You're the one who killed him." "Don't you ever feel guilty, Olivia? He was such an idiot. Even when your face got slashed, even when they forced you to sleep with those filthy sub-wolves, he still begged me to leave you alone. And you? You were too drunk on the thrill to care he was dying for you." "Right up till the end, the only name he said... was yours." Maria's words sliced right through Olivia, like blades carving into her soul. Her p

“Liv, I don’t blame you for not trusting me. I’m worried about you… Someone must have done this intentionally, and I am worried they might hurt you.” Olivia sat on the chair by the bed. “John, this isn’t important anymore. I came to bid you farewell.” Instantly, John felt his heart skip a beat, and he looked at her in disbelief. “What… do you mean by that?” Olivia licked her dry lips before looking at him. “Oliver is dead. Pursuing this matter was pointless, regardless of what he did before. As for Hera…” She chuckled and said, “It doesn’t matter even if you date her. I was too impulsive before this.”

“She died? You have her body in the morgue?” “Yes, she died, but no we don’t have a body,” I said. “It was gone when we went to recover it.” Tony shook his head. “Then you don’t know she’s dead.” “She couldn’t have lived through that fall,” I said. “Julian, you know Olivia,” Tony said. “She’s stubborn and determined. I don’t think she would let anything, not even death, stop her from getting what she wanted.” “It’s just not possible,” I said.

The room was suddenly filled with silence, and the silence was suffocating. “What happened?” I asked, my voice harsh against the silent room. Howard took a deep breath before continuing. “Olivia was mad when she found out the truth about me, but she understood why I did it. That night, we planned her escape. It was the only way to protect her and Rebecca. But I was a little too late.” “Olivia died in a fire,” I said. “No,” Howard suddenly growled. “She didn’t.” My head snapped up toward him as he turned to face me. “I heard her die. I heard her screams as Herman killed her. Shot her. The bastard fucking called me and made me listen. Three gunshots and then there was silence.”

— I started to throw up and my dad helped me up, raising my head. —I know how hard this is for you, and I won't even touch on the subject of captivity. But as a father you must already know what I felt when I found you. Oliver did not die that day because he was also wanted by the secret service and had important information to reveal. I would have ended his life myself. — What if he comes back? — Do not worry. He is dead.

Luckily his suit took the brunt of the attack, the Kevlar stopping the penetration, but barely. Oliver dropped to the ground, appearing to be weak, the three vamps sprang at him together. Oliver rolled around, grabbing one by the throat, and ripping it out, turning to dust. The other two jumped back as he swiped at them. Then he heard a scream near the shore, fuck, Raven!

"I refuse! Oliver, even if I lived a hundred lifetimes, I would never choose you!" Kayden was sprinting toward me. Oliver gave me a deep, lingering look before slowly loosening his grip. "You're right. You'll never choose me again. So, I should go back. I should go back and find my Savannah." Then, without another word, he turned and ran straight into the traffic. Kayden pulled me into his arms, covering my eyes. But it was too late. I had already seen it. Oliver was flung into the air by a speeding car, blood splattering across the asphalt.