Oliver Fitzroy Novels & Stories

"You slept with a rich guy in there?" Oliver looked away. His face felt hot. "It is none of your business." "Everything you do is my business," Scarlett said. Her voice was strict. "You are my little brother. I protect you. You do not belong with these rich players." "I am twenty-three. I do not need protection," Oliver argued. Scarlett sighed. She let go of his arm. "I told you to stop looking into Dad's death. I told you it is dangerous." "I cannot stop," Oliver said quickly. "He died on the ice rink five years ago. They said it was a heart attack. But he was healthy. He was the best team doctor. And his medical logbook is missing pages. Someone hid the truth."

"But maybe something else, less engaging. " Oliver pointed to the amethyst he'd noticed first "All right. I'd choose this one." "This one? Why?" Callum picked it up and observed it closely. Oliver answered without thinking "It would make your hair stand out even more." He instantly realized what he'd said and their eyes locked. The Lord looked taken aback and tried to say something when Oliver quickly said "I didn't mean to..." "Well, gentlemen, I see you've made your mind up. "

I could tell, it wouldn't take so long before she starts crying. "You know I don't really have a rapport with Oliver. So why would you make such a decision!?" "But Matt is married" Dad referred to Oliver's older brother. "I know Dad, but there is still Justin, and we are really great friends" I replied, quite hopeful that I would be able to excape the horror of getting married to Oliver. But I was soooo damn wrong. "Well Oliver is the only available one. William told us Justin is dating someone, and it would be unfair to destroy his relationship for a matter that has an alternative"

he added David smiled “Seems you forgot who you are talking to” “Please remind me” Alex said, maybe he needs to be reminded of the fact that David was way too smart so did not need to put a lot of effort to get good results when it came to business, he was as good as Oliver but what made Oliver more busy than he was is because Oliver was running 3 empires. His own which is the Haywood cooperation, his family company which his grandfather left for him and then he was the king of the underworld, it was way too much but Oliver always looks busy like a regular person, which is difficult to believe. Alex wish never to be him “He was okay tuning his family hospitals around the country which was st

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.

For Oliver, Aldo is a mysterious figure. They met after Oliver ran away from Mr.Erick's house, even he managed to survive the pursuit of Tristan—that damn man—only because of free help from Aldo. He said his mysterious is, Aldo has a dark side. The man has a different hobby than the others. As far as Oliver has investigated, Aldo comes from a well-known, wealthy family and is highly respected in various countries. However, he did not know the motive of Aldo's willingness to become his subordinate. In fact, if the man wanted to. It could be Aldo as the leader of their group.

That businessman who hired Blood Fist had assured him she had no ties to the underworld not to talk of a powerful figure like Damien! “Y-you can’t mean—” Oliver arched an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "Congratulations, you’re smarter than you look.” Rex swallowed hard, his bravado crumbling further. "This...this is about the girl, isn’t it?" “Oh, you know who I mean!” Oliver clapped his hands, while maintaining his terrifying smile. “Since you pathetically understand who we are talking about, then this would take less longer than expected."

"He is Sir Oliviér Fóix." The butler froze when his eyes met with the expressionless Oliviér. No matter how ignorant, for a butler serving a Merchant with dreams of climbing up the social ladder they would educate themselves of who is who. Clement had seen this man in the newspaper more times than he could count. He was Oliviér Fóix! The decorated detective of Hara! And more importantly the only heir to the prestigious Fóix Duchy. Clement wanted to gulp but the bile stuck in his throat forced him to be unable to do so.

"If my memory serves me right, Uncle Sinjin once thought a bull had trespassed on his land and took out his gun to kill it but I saved you when I told him you weren't a bull." “Was you.” Cesar reiterated. "I swear. I'm older than you remember?". “Not.” Oliver said. "You do this all the time." “That was sooooooo you.” Cesar said in a sing song voice. “Argh! I give up.” Oliver said, throwing his hands up in the air. Cesar sent him a cocky smile. Oliver could never win an argument against him but he still loved to try. Oliver was right though but Ellie couldn't know that. Becoming the most richest man in the world had refined him in ways he couldn't begin to imagine.

- I asked, pointing to the stranger, although not sure if a nerd like Luna would know, especially that I saw this boy at school for the first time and everyone was looking at him with curiosity, so he had to be new, too, just like me. - Hmmm...- Luna thought for a moment.- He's probably this new guy that goes to the last grade. This boy is said to be 19 years old, but for a year or two he did not go to school at all, but was in New Zealand, I think he was looking after someone from the family. He recently moved to Italy and his name is Oliver Blythe, if I remember correctly. His mother was from Italy and his father was from England, which is why he looks so exotic. They say that Oliver lives