Oliver Fitzroy Novels & Stories

James Oliver : He is a 29years businessman. He is the heir to oliver groups . He is a player but his heart beat only for one person. Years ago he did a big mistake by letting go the only girl he ever loved and now he wants to get her back at any cost. He is one of most eligible bachelor of New York. Lance Hamilton:

Oliver smiled. “Much better. So how old are you?” He asked as he began to pour wine into the wine glasses. The night was going to be more interesting than he ever imagined. Nevertheless, he had to be sure she wasn’t underage. “I’m a nineteen-year-old college student in my final year,” she said shyly, avoiding his gaze, though all she wanted to do was look at him all day. Oliver was very handsome, as he shared the same resemblance with his sister, Mercedes. Whereas working and being trained by Nathan caused him to adopt a lot of things which changed his personality to resemble that of the latter.

"Yes, your highness." Oliver said bowing down clenching his fists. He kneeled feeling hopeless. He knew he was a coward and couldn't protect his son from the devil's clutch. He should have told everything about king Raleigh to his son earlier so, after they met his son would be cautious, not to test anyone especially his highness. But it was too late now. Who would have thought their fates would be entangled together. The two people from two different worlds just to be met by the games of destiny. Who knew what the future held for both of them?

He does not like it when they hang around her like flies. "You should start enjoying yourself more. You are only young once, never want to hang out with us anymore, and never want to go out when I go out with our old friends. I don't know what happened to you, Olivia, but you have become a nerd," Oliver says. "You can call me whatever you want, but I will not betray myself to become something I am not. I am not a beauty queen and do not want to be one. I don't care about fashion, and I do not care about boys right now. I want to concentrate on my studies for the future. You are going to study business and take over from father one day. But I am going to learn what I want to. I may take over

“…What?” Oliver gives a humorless laugh. “You think this engagement with me was just some PR stunt? You think it was just for show?” He shakes his head, stepping back like he needs the space to explain it. “Richard Wolfe was setting up a goddamn empire. Marrying into my family was part of that. It wasn’t just about me and Tristan playing happy fiancés for the cameras—it was about merging power. Expanding control. And now?” Oliver gestures vaguely toward the chaos outside, to the fallout happening in real time. “Now, Tristan just blew that all to hell.”

“I don't know how I feel about surprises, Charlotte, “ he said, stooping down to the bag and emptying its contents onto the floor. I nearly gagged as soon as a head rolled out of the bag, a trail of slimy, blackened blood following after it. I did my best to swallow whatever had travelled to my throat back, doing my best to remain unaffected. Declan stopped the head from rolling with his foot. He kicked it forward, looking at the charred face of the person. “He was a hard cockroach to kill. My men had to use fire to take him out, and I lost good men for it”, I said. Declan squatted down in front of the head and poked at it with his fingers, seeming to be oblivious to all my side comments. I

I feel sorry for whoever ends up being his mate. I switched positions, so I am now stretching my left leg's muscles. Oliver is an introvert who follows the rules, no matter what. You should have seen his face when Charlotte dragged us into the Victoria's Secret store. He ended up excusing himself with Carl and Caroline and taking them to the coin-operated amusement ride a few stores down. He and Jax were two opposite spectrums, yet, according to Charlotte, they were always paired for missions because their warrior skills complemented each other. Jax is the impulsive one, while Oliver is the strategic and calculative one.

Chris said. "What do you want to ask?" Zach asked the boy calmly. "What or who exactly is Oliver?" Chris asked. "Oliver is your great-grandfather's cherished yacht," Zenith told the boy. "What! I have a yacht now? Dad, can I go fishing with it?" he asked. "It's yours, of course," Zach said. "Thanks, great pa," Chris was so happy. Pa Zach had a smug look, as if saying, 'Look, he liked my gift more.'

Louis was one of the people who helped to cure Olivia. Back when she cut all ties and ran off, she was on the brink of death. It was then that Colin brought her to Louis. Louis was one of the best doctors in the world. He wasn't just a medical researcher. He was a medical genius who pushed boundaries. He was a Mad Doctor. The only thing he cared about was the results, not the process. The reason Louis helped Olivia wasn't because of how sad her life was. It was because she was his test subject.

What about Olivia? ***