Oliver Fitzroy の小説・ストーリー

Yes, I know that very well“ That is a response that he didn't even think of recieving. Base on the memories he saw about Oliver, he is a guy who is a workaholic and have no hint of being boastful. He just do what he want and didn't let others bother him. He is a kind of person that won't move even if he heard tons of insults heading towards him. That is the way he used to be. That is the Oliver whom Kriston always think of. But after seeing him act this way, he doubt his memories. The very same child who love eating apples since that is the very food that keep him alive for not having proper food served for him. The very same child who is abandoned by his father for thinking that he is the r

And would make Oliver's life worse. Meanwhile, Oliver got married to his lover Sophia. Rex came into the world after two years of their marriage. The courtyard of their house was filled with happiness after arriving him into this world. Meanwhile, seeing their happy family, Isla was burning in jealousy. To ruin their happiness, Isla sent Liam Graham at Trevor Fox's house to set fire to Oliver's family. Isla knew that Trevor Fox was Oliver' neighbour and Liam Graham was Trevor Fox's best friend. And Liam Graham can do anything for money. So she sent him there to ruin Oliver's family staying at Trevor's house. But Liam Graham forgot everything and fell in love with Charlotte's mother and her m

"Oliver forgot to link with you, didn't he?" I shot him a bewildered look. "Oliver was meant to relay a command?" Harrison blew out a breath of frustrated air. "That male is so clouded sometimes. I task him with one simple scout report and he loses the trail entirely." "Blame it on the wolfsbane he smokes," I said, sealing the door before reaching out to pat his forearm in a rare gesture of comfort. "What was he supposed to disclose?" Though Harrison was clearly still agitated with Oliver, a predatory, sly smile ghosted across his lips. "How do you feel about a long trek into the Outer Territories?"

"And what if he doesn't? What if Olivera doesn't, either?" "I've never heard a Luna pity a rogue who kidnapped her and drugged her pick that same rogue over her fated mate." Fritz taps his foot rhythmically and slow; it frustrates me to no end. "You have a tremendous heart, Alyson, but don't let it blind you of your truth."

I saw the look of failure cross his face and his eyes, although icy held a saddened and regretful look. I couldn’t detect a lie, but I still wouldn’t trust him. As I held Oliver’s gaze, I realized. If you eliminate his personality, Oliver was a handsome wolf, tall, built, with eyes that were intimidating yet alluring; his blond hair was kept neat and moderately short. I wondered just what had happened to him. Was he born into the slave-trading business as Jack was?

It was as if I had just declared the most improbable thing in the world. “Wait, what? “Oliver hasn’t got a brother called Greg. He has a step-brother who is my best friend, Sebastian Norton, the actor. I’ve known Oliver all his life. There is no brother called Greg.” “What? Well, I don’t understand this. Who did I kick in the balls when he ripped my dress down the front because I wouldn’t sleep with him? He said his name was Greg Moorcroft.”

Rita wanted to say something else, but Oliver interrupted with a smile. He leaned against the wall, his dark eyes glancing at her, resuming to be natural and unrestrained, "You're not afraid that I still like you, are you? You think I'm the kind of person who would hang on one tree?" Looking back on his past flirtations, it really didn't seem that way. "I've never been rejected by anyone, and you're the first." Oliver continued with a serious look, "The more I can't get you, the more it stimulates my desire to conquer you, so I confessed to you, but then I thought clearly, that's not love but just the desire to conquer."

Oliver murmured, staring down at his hands. I’ve never seen him so vulnerable before. When I first met Oliver, I thought he was kind of arrogant and so sure of himself. Then as I got to know him, I realized he wasn’t arrogant, he was just very good at his job, and he knew it. He was also a great friend and would do anything for those he loved. But he was still so confident, and he always had a smile on his face.

Oliver snorted a laugh, shaking his head. “I’m kinda surprised Ash didn’t tell me that Bobby and Chloe found out that they are mates,” he grumbles. “That’s good news for us, though. It gives Riverview and Liverpool a stronger link.” I finally see the ocean, and I stop, completely missing the rest of Oliver’s rant. The waves crash along the shoreline as children play in the water, squealing with delight while another wave comes tumbling down, splashing over them.

“Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.” "For the first you get a babysitter and for the second you get... these beauties.” He said, showing some false IDs "They gave them to me last night, I didn't know the name of your former older brother-in-law, therefore, his name will be Rico Ruiz, I hope he has a Latin face.” "Hmm…” I think I forgot to tell you that Olivia's mother was Spanish. "Was that what the photos were for?" "Exactly, by the way.” he started smiling "Welcome to the best trip of your fucking life. It'll be the bomb!"