Oliver Fitzroy Novels & Stories

Viper said "The doctor," John said and looked at the doctor that rushed Oliva into surgery "So Olivia had some internal bleeding that we stop. She has multiple broken ribs and she also has a concussion. She's still out but you guys can go see her," the doctor said "Thanks, doc," John said and we started walking to the door "Where are you going?" Her father asked "To go kill a fucking bastard," Viper said "Can we go?" Oliver asked again "Just don't kill him I'm sure the rest of the family wants to join too. Take him to the warehouse," Robert said

I appreciated him. "Oliver has some mad skills when it comes to technology. Remember that ship which Oliver owns and ran away in? The one where you met him for the first time?" Asher inquired. "Yes!" "Well, all the latest tech of the ship has been designed by Oliver; there is some pretty advanced tech he had installed on that ship of his," Asher explained with pride. I was utmostly surprised. "Really! Oliver?" Turning to face him, I had my mouth hanging open.

I said mockingly. "You don't believe it's intriguing?" Oliver asked, raising an eyebrow. "I simply don't think the overhead cables did all that." I said "What else could have caused it?" Oliver asked in his standard scientific way, motioning to the location of destruction before them. I grinned mindfully. Oliver was more intelligent and the vast majority gave him credit for that. He always appeared smart and trimmed, he wore all the right garments, he captained the all-state golf crew, and he was from a popular and well regarded family. What's more, he knew how to relax around individuals who made a difference and discuss intriguing things.

General Commander Edward began, calm but firm, "Thank you sir." Oliver bowed his head. "This year's transformation was a surprise to everyone," he paused to see Oliver swallow."For the first time in the history of Bolivia, a new kind of wolf was witnessed. The first of it's kind. S.Vivienne." he paused again and Oliver tried to his failure to remain calm.

Oliver shrugged. "Okay. Sorry about your loss and I must say you were a badass unexpectedly," said Dante, "Arson expert! Guess I have to be more careful around you now, so you don't turn me to roast wolf meat," "I would, if your mate asks," replied Oliver with a chuckle. "No, no. I think my mate prefers me like this, handsome and robust," saying this, Dante flexed his muscle, causing the others to laugh. Oliver spoke again, "My story isn't as emotional as you guys. But at least you know that I can go berserk when offended greatly, that was in the past though. The me now is a gentleman. I do hope I find my second chance mate one day,"

Orlando I hope to God we find them soon. Ty looks like he's about to go feral and kill anyone in his way, especially Oliver. He's pushing his buttons. I've known Oliver since I was fifteen. I hope I can trust him. He's never spared me wrong before. But there's something more this time. He's more paranoid than usual. I know it's a big deal because he wouldn't save our asses otherwise. I know him too well for him to save anyone's ass, especially mine. We've had our run-ins over the years. He's what you call a kindred spirit. He may be mafia born and bred, but he's one on his own.

Oliver roared hoarsely. His hand was supported by the table. As his wrist had been broken, he could not put any strength into his arm. Next to him, Oscar was in a terrible condition too. He had been burned by the boiling water, and his pants were completely wet. Who knows where he had been burned?